Qi Mingye pressed her slender fingers on Gu Qianqian's delicate lips, "You just need to know that I will not let you become An Moran, let alone give you to anyone!"
Qi Mingye's deep eyes reveal the magic that captivates people's hearts...
Gu Qianqian nodded involuntarily.
When I thought of An Moran, my eyebrows wrinkled again.
She hadn't seen her precious son for several days. Gu Qianqian knew what the little guy must have been doing, but she asked Fu Chen several times, and Fu Chen said that the little master had not used the power of the Su organization.
Moreover, Gu Qianqian herself is now a technical staff member at the Su organization headquarters. She checked the records and found that there was indeed no order to mobilize a large number of manpower.
In this way, Gu Qianqian couldn't see through it.
Without Qi Mingye's help, how could her son compete with the Gong family at his age and little ability?!
She couldn't understand what Qi Mingye said now...
Gu Qianqian's narrowed eyes revealed a hint of darkness, and she pursed her lips in silence.
He raised his head and looked at Xu Aizhen, who had been smiling happily amidst everyone's congratulations and congratulations.
Even without Gong Shaoming, she could still walk calmly and elegantly among the many guests who were waiting to see the joke, without any panic...
Gu Qianqian looked at Xu Aizhen intently, and suddenly, something flashed through her heart...
*****
The old palace of the Gong family.
"Second Young Master, the engagement party has already begun. If you don't rush over at this time, I'm afraid you will miss the time."
The housekeeper had urged him several times outside the master bedroom door, but Gong Shaoming remained unmoved.
He just sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, looking down at An Moran, who was sleeping deeply.
An Moran had neither cried nor made fuss since he brought him back three days ago. When she woke up and saw him for the first time, her eyes trembled slightly, and she started to behave like a puppet, neither sad nor happy.
No matter what Gong Shaoming did, she didn't speak again.
He didn't even eat a bite of the food brought in by the butler. He didn't speak for three days, and he didn't even eat a drop of water.
Like a living dead, dragging your body to wait for the day when you can't stand it any longer.
Gong Shaoming tried every method to no avail. In the end, he had no choice but to drain her of her strength and asked the doctor to inject An Moran with nutrient solution while she was asleep and unable to resist.
But in just three days, she still lost a lot of weight. She was originally a slender body, but now there is only a handful of bones left.
The man was also very haggard, and there was no trace of blood on his beautiful face.
If this continues, everyone knows that An Moran won't be able to survive for long.
If Gong Shaoming didn't want An Moran to die, he would either give up his engagement to Xu Aizhen or let her go...
Unfortunately, he can't do both of these things!
"Buzz-"
While Gong Shaoming was still in a daze, his cell phone started ringing again.
His phone number has been called one by one by the palace elders, who are afraid that if he doesn't show up, someone will come and kidnap him.
Now that things have happened, there is no turning back...
The stalwart body remained motionless, his fingers slowly raised and brushed An Moran's pale cheek, over and over again.
"Ranran, I'm sorry."
If all she cares about is that he is engaged to Xu Aizhen, he will kill that woman after everything calms down...
Gong Shaoming's eyes slightly moved away from An Moran's face, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his deep eyes. He stood up from the bed, reached for the dress beside him, and walked towards the door.
