Su Mingxue has been coaxed these days, but suddenly she was treated so harshly by He Qingyu, and her temper became a little bit worse.
Besides, the living room is full of people.
How do they do it?
"Just leave, I'm leaving now!"
Her pretty little face was flushed with anger, and her cheeks were like a ball of pink snow.
She turned back as she walked, holding up the hem of her skirt as if asking someone to keep it.
But He Qingyu just looked away with cold eyes.
Su Mingxue stomped away.
He Qingyu saw her slender back disappearing into the yard, and his cold and arrogant eyes finally turned desolate.
The blue eyes were lonely and tinged with gray.
Su Mingxue walked around outside the yard. After her anger subsided, she walked back again.
If it didn't work out, she actually found Mo Yuan.
Another thank you gift...
None of the servants in the yard were gone. It was deserted, and no one was standing in front of the living room.
She quickened her pace in confusion, suddenly feeling an ominous premonition in her heart.
Sure enough, He Qingyu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, leaned back, and the long silver hair on his chest was stained with blood.
Su Mingxue's heart skipped a beat and her pupils shrank suddenly.
He Qingyu had a knife stuck in his chest!
"elder brother!!"
Su Mingxue's voice trembled, how could she forget. He Qingyu's character is so paranoid, how could he let her go so easily!
Why is He Qingyu so crazy?
"Come on! Call the doctor quickly!!!!"
Su Mingxue screamed, and all the servants who were rushed upstairs by He Qingyu hurriedly went downstairs to call the private doctor.
I don’t know if He Qingyu had just recovered from the illness, but He Qingyu only pierced the tip of the knife, but he was still piercing it with his hand.
His pale hands were stained with blood, which was an astonishing red.
Su Mingxue held his wrist, her eyes filled with mist.
His eyes were pleading,
"Brother, can you stop being crazy. "
He Qingyu was puzzled and didn't hear anything, but stubbornly wanted to stab the tip of the knife deeper.
"Brother, I still like you."
"Don't move any more. "
He Qingyu finally reacted, his bloodless lips moved,
"But what I want is... love."
"You can't give it to me, and I can't take it away."
"I'm just going to die."
Only in this way can he accomplish it.
Otherwise he will turn Su Mingxue into his prisoner.
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"elder brother…………"
Yesterday, He Qingyu finally compromised after she threatened her with death. After the rescue, she stayed by the bed, holding his hand, and fell asleep without knowing when.
She blinked her eyelashes somewhat drowsily and murmured "Brother." However, she felt that her palms were empty.
She stood up suddenly and opened her eyes. There was no one on the bed, and she was suddenly frightened.
"elder brother!!"
She hurriedly got up to look for her, but almost fell when she went downstairs.
She was really afraid of seeing He Qingyu's body downstairs.
Su Mingxue was really afraid of He Qingyu. He Qingyu can do anything if he doesn't care about his life.
I have searched all the rooms, but no one is there.
She took out her phone with trembling hands to make a call, but saw several text messages.
From He Qingyu.
"Su Mingxue, what you said yesterday was right."
"I'm too selfish."
"If I die, you will be so happy that you will not be stable."
"So I walked far away."
"All assets in my name will be transferred to you."
"I will live, Su Mingxue."
"Su Mingxue."
Su Mingxue looked at the last text message, which was her name.
He Qingyu's voice reading her name sounded in her mind.
Suddenly I felt like I couldn't breathe.
Tears fell in clusters.
What's wrong with her.
She obviously doesn't love He Qingyu.
It was the original owner who loved him.
She wiped away her tears.
She sat slumped on the sofa, unable to focus.
He Qingyu left.
But when his company was in her hands, when He Qingyu taught her, she didn't study hard at all.
His hard work cannot be wasted on her.
She frowned and prepared to drive to Bai Shiyan and ask Bai Shiyan to be the company's agent.
And Jiang Xu. Let Jiang Xu help again.
She was driving He Qingyu's black Maybach, and his smell seemed to still linger in the car.
It tastes as light as plum blossoms in the cold snow.
She wanted to open the car window and let the smell out.
But he stopped moving again.
She was paying attention to the road conditions, but there was Leng Buding in the rearview mirror.
There was a blue Lamborghini following her.
It's a thank you car.
