C350 Malevolent 3

The white walls, the white sheets, the doctor came and went.

Fang Likun lied on the bed. Above him, her eyes were tightly shut, without a trace of sadness or joy. After she fell asleep, she would never want to wake up again.

Qu Cunzi stopped the main doctor in the corridor and asked softly, "Is she in danger?"

"Don't worry Mr. Qu, she is just anxious and angry, nothing serious has happened to her. However, it seems like she has something on her mind, something that can't be dispelled. As the saying goes, a patient heart still needs help from the heart, so don't provoke her anymore. "

He thanked the doctor and quietly returned to the ward.

She was fast asleep, her jet-black hair hanging down in a mess, making her face look even more pale.

He sighed, sat down beside her, and gently took her hand from under the covers. It was surprisingly cold on a hot summer's day.

How warm his hands had been in his memories. It was a pity.

Just like his own hands, did he never have the ability to warm others?

He actually felt pain as well.

It was as if no one had ever believed it.

As a dignified Young Master Qu, he was able to call the wind and summon the rain. He was the financial emperor who enjoyed the world, so how could there be anything in this world that could cause him pain?

But he knew she hated him.

Originally, the person who shouldn't have hated him in this world hated him to the bones.

More tragically, your child's mother, who was born to a fate worse than death, was born for another man.

The saddest thing was that you knew it, but you couldn't do anything about it — because all this was caused by your own hands, and you were unforgivable.

Even if Mu Qiaozhi left, he knew that she wouldn't be able to return.

She was no longer the Li Xiaobao from back then.

After a while, he gently walked out.

His phone rang, and on the other side, an exasperated voice sounded, "Qu Cunzi, you're finally willing to listen to my phone call? "Listen up, you have to get rid of all the bad news..."

Overnight, all sorts of news came out. Jiang Yueming's new movie had its investment chain snapped, the funds weren't enough, and there was also the scandal between her and the big screenwriter Lu Min. Lu Mian's original self even sent a message on Weibo cursing "shameless third party, Jiang Xingxing, will die a horrible death" … The wife of an entrepreneur also appeared on Weibo and posted a message about Jiang and her husband's relationship on Weibo. A screenshot of a text message...

A thousand accusations.

All the spearheads were pointed at Little Three.

The negative news flooded in, causing Jiang Yueming to be unable to hold on.

Her phone had been blown up, her assistant's phone had been blown up, and she had to hide at home all day, not daring to take even half a step outside the door.

Even one of her potential showbiz prizes for both art and art has been cancelled.

"Qu Cunzi, don't think that I don't know, you are trying to take revenge on me, you are shameless …"

He interrupted her, and said indifferently: "I know you're anxious, Jiang Yueming, right now you don't even dare to go out the door!"

"It's good that you know this! Qu Cunzi, I, Jiang Yueming, have lost face, and you will not look good, at least, I am still a Mrs. Qu, and if I make a fool out of myself, you will be the one who makes a fool out of yourself … "

He laughed, "Yue Ming, you really have never understood me. Don't you know? When have I, Qu Cunzi, ever done this? "

"Qu Cunzi, you bastard …"

His smile had disappeared, and his voice was extremely stern. "Jiang Yueming, you don't care about my warning at all, do you?"

"Qu Cunzi, I didn't ask if you were with another woman! Why are you interfering with me? "

"Besides Mu Qiaozhi, even if you play with all the men in the world, I won't care about you."