Dear Husband's So Wild

Tang Wan was powerless to retort, and the knuckles holding the knife were slightly white.

Gu Zeyan saw that Tang Wan didn't speak any more, so he raised his feet and walked forward, and took the knife in her hand more and more.

Tang Wan couldn't help but panic when she saw Gu Zeyan coming. She stepped back a few steps and clenched the knife in her hand. Her spirit was very tight.

"Give me the knife." Gu Zeyan said coldly to her.

Tang Wan shook his head vigorously, tightly pursed his lips, but didn't speak.

"I say it again, give me the knife!" Gu Zeyan's eyes were extremely cold, which was a shape he had never seen before. The whole person looked like a cold and bloodthirsty Shura wrapped in the dark.

Tang Wan looked at Gu Zeyan. At that moment, her hand was shaking and could not hold the knife in her hand. However, the bottom of her heart didn't know where it came from. A voice said to her, "stab the knife. As long as you stab it, you can escape."

So strangely, Tang Wan clenched the knife in his hand and stabbed Gu Zeyan. After seeing Tang Wan's actions clearly, Gu Zeyan had countless gray colors across his eyes.

Did she want his life?

Good, good.

Gu Zeyan clearly could escape, but he didn't do that. When Tang Wan's knife was inserted into his chest, his eyes became more cold and terrible.

The red blood slowly seeped out from the wound, soaked the clothes, and finally dropped slowly from the corners of the clothes to the ground.

Vincent standing behind Gu Zeyan exclaimed, but before he came forward to do anything, he heard Gu Zeyan scold: "no one is allowed to come over!"

Vincent's footsteps stopped and dared not take another step forward.

Looking at the large blood stains on Gu Zeyan's clothes, Tang Wan was at a loss to loosen her hand holding the knife. She said in a dumb voice, "why don't you hide?"

"Why hide?" Gu Zeyan raised his hand, pulled out his knife and threw it aside. "Isn't that what you want?"

As soon as the knife was pulled out, his clothes were more wet with blood. Tang Wan was intertwined with various emotions in her heart. She could only suppress desperately to avoid shaking badly.

She wanted to reach out and touch the wound on Gu Zeyan's chest. However, as soon as the hand reached into the air, Gu Zeyan suddenly caught it. She raised her eyes. Gu Zeyan's dark and deep eyes said, "Tang Wan, I love you and spoil you. You don't want it yourself. You don't want it. It's better to crush it than let others enjoy it. What do you think?"

Gu Zeyan's eyes and voice didn't take a trace of temperature. Tang Wan was cold at the bottom of her heart. She suddenly didn't dare to look directly into Gu Zeyan's eyes, because such eyes made people feel terrible and scared.

Before meeting Gu Zeyan, Tang Wan thought she would follow Bo Jing'an all her life. After meeting Gu Zeyan, she thought it would be good if she really was the Tang Wan in Gu Zeyan's mouth. However, it was doomed that Gu Zeyan and Bo Jing'an could not coexist peacefully. It was doomed that she would choose between Gu Zeyan and Bo Jing'an.

If you ask her if she likes Gu Zeyan?

No doubt I like it.

Bo Jingan represents family affection, Gu Zeyan represents love, but between love and family affection, she chose the latter.

Thoughts flashed through countless thoughts in a few seconds, and when Tang Wan didn't come back, the pain hit his heart from his little finger.

In a twinkling of an eye, she saw Gu Zeyan's hand penetrate from his wrist to his little finger. When the man broke it with force, the crisp click came into his ears, so the greater pain spread to all parts of his body.

Obviously, her little finger was broken by Gu Zeyan.

At the moment when the pain hit, she finally understood what Gu Zeyan had just said - it's better to crush it than let others enjoy it.

His ruthlessness is absolutely decisive and decisive, which makes people cold at heart.

It was said that the fingers connected to the heart. The pain was like hundreds of knives gouging out of her heart. Tang Wan's face turned white for a moment. She wanted to shout, but all the voices were swallowed back by her at the moment when she was about to export, even if she wanted to cry.

"Does it hurt?" asked Tang Wan in a cold voice with his pale cheek.

Tang Wan's lower lip was bitten out of blood. She looked at her broken little finger and shook her head at him with a stubborn pale face.

With a sneer, Gu Zeyan grabbed Tang Wan's other finger and asked her, "do you want to find Bo Jingan?"

Thin sweat appeared on her forehead, and Tang Wan was about to bite off a piece of meat on her lips. Facts proved that the pain was about to make her unable to hold on, and her thin body could fall down at any time.

But even so, she nodded at Bo Jingan. Her stubbornness made people feel ridiculous.

Several people around watching this scene were trembling. One of them was aggressive and the other would never give in. If it goes on like this, something big will happen sooner or later.

Dark eyes flashed from Tang Wan's pale to extreme face. In the long and suffocating silence, Gu Zeyan suddenly released his hand.

As soon as he dumped Tang Wan, "so I want to find Bo Jing'an. I'll help you. Go away!"

Tang Wan was thrown to the ground by Gu Zeyan. The little finger folded back into 90 degrees. She was pressed in the process of falling, and she wanted to vomit.

Pressing the pain, Tang Wan slowly climbed up from the ground. Tang Wan lowered his head and silently covered the broken little finger and left. When wiping his shoulder with Gu Zeyan, she listened to him and said, "remember, this is what you want to go. From now on, never appear in front of me, otherwise I will let you taste the taste of life rather than death!"

At this moment, she was worse off than dead, Tang Wan thought.

The slender eyelashes covered the red blood silk like a cobweb at the bottom of his eyes. Tang Wan left without looking back.

As soon as she stepped out of the hospital, she began to gasp and squat slowly against the wall in a corner.

The sweat on his body had already soaked his clothes, and the bloody eyes looked terrible.

After all, she pretended in front of Gu Zeyan, so she didn't suppress the pain after she got out of the hospital.

She hummed and hurt, and tears came down from the corners of her eyes. She held the broken little finger like a little animal licking and grinding the wound alone, blowing at the broken little finger one by one, and gently comforted herself, "what doesn't hurt, what doesn't hurt..."

……

In the corridor of the hospital, Vincent winked at the silly nurse who had been watching, and motioned her to go to the doctor to deal with the knife wound in Gu Zeyan's chest.

The nurse finally recovered and hurriedly went to the doctor.

Vincent stepped forward and said to the two bodyguards, "find a wheelchair!"

In this way, the two bodyguards hurried out of the corridor to find lunqi chair.

"President, don't move first. The more you move, the more severe the wound bleeding. The doctor will come right away." Vincent stood next to Gu Zexing and hurriedly said.

Gu Zeyan didn't seem to care about the wound on his chest. In a twinkling of an eye, he looked at the medical knife he had just thrown on the ground.

"Pick it up and give it to me." Gu Zeyan suddenly said.

Vincent didn't understand what Gu Zeyan wanted to do with the knife, but he didn't want to pick it up and hand it to Gu Zeyan.

After Gu Zeyan got the knife, he played with it in his hand and said again, "Vincent, have you ever broken your finger?"

Hearing this, Vincent flashed the picture of Tang Wan's broken finger just now in his mind. A chill rushed out from his back. He bowed his head and said respectfully: "back to the president, I was scalded by hot water when I was young, and I didn't break my finger."

"Then tell me, which kind of pain is worse when you are scalded by hot water than when you break your finger?"

After hesitation, Vincent said, "I don't know. I need to try."

Gu Zeyan stopped talking. The blade of the knife he was playing with looked sharp and sharp.

The next moment, Vincent, who lowered his head, suddenly felt a flash of cold light under his eyes. When he raised his head, he saw a few blood beads at the end of the knife in Gu Zeyan's hand, and Gu Zeyan's little finger had been neatly cut off by the knife.

The half little finger fell to the ground. Gu Zeyan's breaking rule was much more cruel than Tang Wan's breaking with skin and flesh.

At that moment, Vincent's emotions surged up. He hurriedly picked up Gu Zeyan's fingers that fell to the ground, and shouted frantically, "doctor, doctor!"

The doctor came soon, followed by a large number of medical staff. The scene was once chaotic.

Someone put Gu Zeyan's broken finger into the ice and covered it. Someone took Gu Zeyan up the push frame and went to the operating room. As for the wheelchair pushed by the bodyguard, it was useless.

Because the finger was cut very neatly, and the finger was put into the ice for the first time, it was not difficult for the doctor to pick up the finger.

Vincent doubted that Gu Zeyan cut off his finger just to feel Tang Wan's pain. In that case, why did he break Tang Wan's little finger at that time?

After all, no matter how cruel and cruel he is, in the end he can't bear it. Otherwise, why would he hurt her and himself? In the final analysis, Gu Zeyan has more chest injuries than Tang Wan, but Tang Wan can't see it.

When he went to the operating table, Gu Zeyan refused to use anesthetic. Before the doctor wanted to start stitching the chest and finger wounds, the man said to Vincent in a calm and terrible voice, "send someone to look at Tang Wan and find someone to pick up her fingers for me without revealing her identity."

Vincent wanted to refuse at a certain moment, but he couldn't say any reason for refusing. After all, Gu Zeyan just said that Tang Wan would never appear in front of him. He didn't say that he wouldn't send someone to look at Tang Wan and meditate. Vincent turned to respectfully say, "yes, president!"

Then Vincent went out.

In the operating room, a seven hour operation began after Vincent left.

In a ward of another hospital, Bo Jingan was lying healthy on the hospital bed, watching the entertainment news report about him on TV, and haini was cutting fruit for him.

"Jing'an, do you think Xiao Tang will see the news of your injury?" haini asked.

"Whether she sees it or not, it's not bad for us. Now the wind direction of domestic public opinion has been shifted, hasn't it?" Bo Jingan sneered.