The wealthy wife: the black-bellied husband is so charming

Chapter 177 Jun Qingcheng's Tears, Burning Hot

Jun Qingcheng was in the backlight, his haughty jaw was even sharper, and the bright starlight sprinkled on his face, his beautiful and firm face was like translucent white jade.

"You don't owe me anything, but Jun Qingcheng, I hate you."

"..." Looking at Gu Hanxin's stubborn yet crazy face full of hatred, Jun Qingcheng felt for a moment that the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen, flowing so slowly, so slowly...

So utterly insane.

It's obvious that he is unwilling to the extreme.

But these are not the reasons for him to give up Ye Weiliang.Ye Weiliang deserves the best.Even if he wasn't the best in Ye Weiliang's eyes, Gu Hanxin wouldn't be either.Gu Hanxin seemed gentle, but he was actually ruthless.For the sake of profit, many terrible things can be done.No one can tell whether Gu Hanxin will betray Ye Weiliang for profit in the future.

"Anyway, it's not me, and it won't be you."

Jun Qingcheng smiled.

"And, I'm not letting go."

Moreover, he will never let go.

Turning her head away, without looking at Gu Hanxin's expression, Jun Qingcheng strode away.

In the long and silent ward, Jun Qingcheng walked slowly in front of Ye Weiliang, his eyes were empty and blank, like an abandoned child, unable to find the direction to go, and a cold liquid overflowed from the corner of his eyes.

Slowly, it trickled down his cheeks, his jaw, and dripped onto his well-tailored suit. Moist mist surged in those jet-black eyes, and misty tears of sorrow piled up like mist, forming a scene of despair An ocean of sorrow.

He called her hoarsely: "Wei Liang...Wei Liang...you forgive me...forgive me..."

forgive him.

He is late.

He should find her as soon as possible.

But rather...

It's his fault.

It was so wrong.

Ye Weiliang lay quietly in front of him, the brilliant starlight gradually climbed to her brows, and she fell asleep peacefully, her lips were like bright red petals, but now they were so pale that people dare not look directly at them.

"Wei Liang, wake up..."

Rubbing Ye Weiliang's cheek.

little by little.

Rubbing.

"Wei Liang, wake up, wake up."

Jun Qingcheng's voice was desperate and sad.

Ye Weiliang's whole body was as stiff as a fossil, that desolate voice seemed to be an airtight net, tightly netting her heart inside, and that sorrowful feeling seemed to be the original happiness, which would immediately disappear. Her fingers lost the general sadness.

She could hear but couldn't move.

He wanted to comfort Jun Qingcheng, but he couldn't make himself move.

My heart is almost suffocating.

But he could only lie on the bed, hearing the man's desperate cry over and over again.On the fingers, I kept touching the cold liquid, which was cool.

Ye Weiliang's heart trembled.

It's tears.

The man... cried.

"Wei Liang, it's all my fault. It's my fault. If I hadn't brought you to Italy, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened. If I let the driver drive today, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened. I know very well You are very uncomfortable and scared in a strange country. But you are left alone, I should not have let you stay there. "

At that time, he just wanted Ye Weiliang to rest.

After all, there is a distance to pick up the car.

At that time, Ye Weiliang had just finished riding the horse, and was shocked again.

But didn't expect...

He never dreamed that things would turn out like this...but in the blink of an eye...

(End of this chapter)