God, she became popular in the entertainment industry by relying on salted fish

Chapter 315 315 "Don't force me to slap you!"

Jiang Yicheng looked at Quan Wanni, with a little uneasiness and doubt in his eyes.

Quan Wanni didn't speak, but asked Gu Ruhong to tell Jiang Yicheng and Mo Wenyu about Taiguyu, but she really couldn't say it.

After Gu Ruhong coughed lightly, he told Jiang Yicheng and Mo Wenyu that Tai Guyu's fate was calculated to only live to be 25 years old.

Tai Gu Yu disappeared at the age of 22, and now ten years have passed, so seven years ago, Tai Gu Yu's fate should have been fulfilled, otherwise it is impossible for her not to come back for so many years.

Jiang Yicheng's pupils shook when he heard Gu Ruhong's words, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that Tai Gu Yu would only live to be 25 years old.

Even Mo Wenyu, who was listening on the sidelines, felt a little unbelievable.

He looked at Jiang Yicheng, a little worried.

"A Cheng..."

Mo Wenyu thought about many possibilities, but he did not expect such a result. If he had known earlier, even if Jiang Yicheng was locked up, he would never let Jiang Yicheng come to the Gu family.

In this way, at least Jiang Yicheng can think about it a little bit.

"A Cheng, let's go back, let's go back." Mo Wenyu stood up from his seat, walked to Jiang Yicheng and squatted down.

Jiang Yicheng didn't speak, and there was no other expression on his face.

There was no expression on his face, but Mo Wenyu could see Jiang Yicheng's struggle from his eyes.

Jiang Yicheng didn't want to face reality.

"Ah Cheng, let's go."

Mo Wenyu stood up and walked around to push the wheelchair.

Before leaving, he nodded to Gu Ruhong and Quan Wanni who were sitting on the main seat to signal them to leave, then pushed the wheelchair and left.

Looking at the back of Jiang Yicheng who was pushed away in a wheelchair by Mo Wenyu, Quan Wanni sighed.

It took her and Gu Ruhong decades to accept that Taiguyu would not live to be 25 years old after Taiguyu was born. Now that she told Jiang Yicheng about this, she didn't know how long it would take him to accept it.

Jiang Yicheng really couldn't accept it. A week after returning to the villa, he locked himself in the room without eating or drinking.

In the end, it was Mo Wenyu who broke open the door of the room, and entered Jiang Yicheng's room with clear porridge.

Seeing the dejected face lying on the bed, Mo Wenyu strode forward and grabbed him.

"A Cheng, have porridge..." After Mo Wenyu picked up Jiang Yicheng, he handed the bowl to his mouth.

Jiang Yicheng didn't speak, his face was flat, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.

"A Cheng, open your mouth!"

"Jiang Yicheng!!!"

No matter how Mo Wenyu yelled, Jiang Yicheng remained the same.

Mo Wenyu was impatient, "Jiang Yicheng! Don't force me to slap you! Drink it quickly, do you hear me?!"

Finally, after Mo Wenyu finished speaking, Jiang Yicheng gave him a look.

But did not drink.

Mo Wenyu was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly pinched Jiang Yicheng's face with one hand, forcing him to open his mouth, holding a bowl with the other hand, and poured the porridge into his mouth, "Drink it!"

If it was ten years ago, Jiang Yicheng might still be able to resist, but now he has no such strength after being in a coma for ten years, and can only be forced by Mo Wenyu to down a bowl of porridge.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Jiang Yicheng choked.

Mo Wenyu put the empty bowl aside, patted Jiang Yicheng's back, and said, "It's your fault, why are you on a hunger strike? Are you a child?"

(End of this chapter)