1003. Chapter 1003 Gratitude and hatred of wealthy families eight
She seemed to have been prepared for it, her eyes moved slightly, she lowered her eyes and calmly accepted the facts. What she had been worried about... still happened, and even the people from the Qingzhi Gang couldn't stop it. She knew that Gu Dahuai was in doom.
It was precisely because she was worried that Gu Dahuai would be implicated because of her incident that Zhenzhen tightened her heart after hearing it now, but chose to accept it calmly.
He raised his head, and under the bright light, those black eyes that seemed to contain the most noble black in the world looked at Duan Zhaoan steadily, and said slowly: "Don't worry, I won't feel sorry for my body."
In this era of backward medical and reconstructive technology, she would never do anything that would make her feel uncomfortable with her body.
Gu Dahuai's revenge still needs to wait for her to avenge her. She is not qualified to ruin her body. Looking at Duan Zhaoan who was obviously relieved, Gu Chen's voice was colder but not at all angry: "I need to find out.
Whoever it is, I will personally place that person’s head on his grave to pay tribute.”
She was still angry, but she restrained herself.
It was better than directly asking to return home immediately. Duan Zhaoan gently stroked her cold brows, his voice as gentle as ever, "I will always accompany you and support you." Although his voice was soft, it was like the sound of gold and stone.
He will not stop her, but will immediately correct her when she makes a mistake and clean up the remaining tail for her.
This is Duan Zhaoan. When he is not in love, he will not give his love to a strange woman. He only has one life and only loves one person in his life. All his love is given to the lover of his life... Gu Chen.
It was precisely because of this that Gu Chen chose him.
Facing his support, Gu Chen's face showed a smile. She shook his slender and strong hand in return, her lips slightly curved, "With you..."
A knock on the door interrupted her words, and a tall nurse with a medical mask on her face opened the door and walked in: "Do you need any help? I heard the lights in the ward turned on for a long time."
It's normal for doctors and nurses to do ward rounds at night. What's unusual is that when Duan Zhaoan said "I don't need help," the nurse didn't do a simple check for Gu Chen and leave like the nurse who did the ward rounds a few nights ago.
He immediately left the ward.
King did not expect that it was just the negligence of the people below that almost exposed his power, or that the nurse did not dress up temporarily, but the people below temporarily found a nurse who had just entered the hospital and hired him with a high salary, just to take a look at the patient.
Recovery status.
For King, knowing that she had woken up and seemed to be in good spirits was a relief.
"Go and tell the people in Moscow that you don't have to ask any more." King, who had already drank two glasses of whiskey, took the last sip of liquor. With a smile in his eyes, he elegantly stood up and left the home bar, and walked to the wine cabinet to get a drink.
He held a bottle of champagne, shook the bottle at the man in the suit, raised his eyebrows and said, "Here, let's have a drink together."
The man in the suit had secretly wiped away his cold sweat, walked to the bar, picked up the wine glass, and said with a smile: "It is indeed necessary to celebrate, but, sir, I can't accompany you to drink to your heart's content. I still need to go back to the country to meet the second master tomorrow."
"Did you call me again to urge you to return to China?" King, who was in a good mood, filled the glass with wine himself, raised his glass and touched it lightly. He took a sip of wine and then said with a smile: "It's okay to go back and tell him that my eldest brother is a useless person now.
, whatever he wants to do, he'd better think about the consequences of irritating me."
