Mo Yue huddled up in the bathtub alone, staring blankly ahead, her eyes unfocused. In her eyes, everything was dark. Lu Yichen's insult to her was engraved in her heart like a knife. She

My heart is already bleeding.

How could he treat her like that? How could he calmly tell her that Lu Zichen was always outside and never left after he did that to her.

It was like tearing a wound that was about to heal again, and the gurgling blood kept flowing out until it was numb from the pain.

A sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth. This was the man she fell in love with, and he completely trampled her dignity under his feet.

The water in the bathtub was already ice cold, but it was nowhere near as cold as her heart.

She didn't want to go out, didn't want to see Lu Yichen, didn't want to breathe the air with him.

"Mo Yue, come out. If you don't come out, knock on the door immediately." Lu Yichen's angry voice came. She remained motionless, letting the cold water soak her.

boom

The sound of the glass breaking to the ground was so beautiful, and the glass that fell to the ground seemed to be mourning for her. She did not dodge the splashing glass, and just watched it brush against her neck, in a daze,

She seemed to have seen the God of Death.

Lu Yichen walked over with a long face, his eyes full of anger, and put his hands firmly on Mo Yue's shoulders, "What are you doing? Are you going to use this method to protest against me?"

Mo Yue didn't look at Lu Yichen, she just closed her legs and smiled mockingly.

Lu Yichen was very mad. He hated seeing Mo Yue like this silently. Is Lu Zichen so important in Mo Yue's heart?

The anger in his eyes burned even more when he thought of this. She was his woman, how could she still have other men in her heart?

With a big hand, he only heard a "wow" sound, and Mo Yue appeared naked in front of him.

Feeling the coldness on Mo Yue's body, the anger in his heart hit his brain like a frenzy. How could she not cherish herself so much? Even if he was a little rude just now, it was her fault first.

He quickly carried Mo Yue out, put her on the bed, pulled the quilt and covered her. When he saw the blood on her neck, he couldn't help it anymore and pinched her neck fiercely.

, "Since you don't cherish your own life so much, then I will help you."

Does she already love Lu Zichen so deeply? That’s right. If it weren’t for her love for Lu Zichen, how could she go to the wedding alone in a wedding dress?

Mo Yue choked out in discomfort, stretched out her hand and slapped Lu Yichen hard, "Let go, let go... me."

Looking at Mo Yue's distressed face, Lu Yichen still let go of his hand and mocked: "What? You are scared too, don't you look like you are despairing?"

Lu Yichen's words stabbed into Mo Yue's heart like a thorn, suppressing her to the point that she couldn't breathe.

She breathed heavily and glanced at Lu Yichen, "Lu Yichen, don't force me."

Lu Yichen sneered and lifted Mo Yue's chin, "I'm forcing you, it's you who are forcing yourself. It's best not to let me know that you are still in contact with Lu Zichen, otherwise I will make your life worse than death."

His expression was a little ferocious, which also made Mo Yue a little scared. She shrank back subconsciously. She was wrong. She shouldn't have provoked the devil Lu Yichen out of anger.

Lu Yichen was a little upset and very dissatisfied with Mo Yue's subconscious actions.

He loosened his tie, turned around and walked out. As if out of anger, he deliberately closed the door heavily.

Mo Yue's vigilance did not relax because Lu Yichen left. She was obviously the one who was hurt, but Lu Yichen stood in front of her like a victim. It was really ridiculous.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse outside, and the leaves blowing in the wind are like the dark moon now. That kind of unspeakable sadness cannot be resolved no matter what.

Lu Yichen did not return to the room that night, and Mo Yue kept sitting in that position until dawn.

Lu Yichen opened the door and walked in. He was very angry when he saw that Mo Yue was not sleeping. He strode forward and came to her.

Her face became even paler, her lips that were originally rosy and shiny were dim and irrelevant at the moment, and her eyes full of aura had no focus at the moment and were even a little blurry.

Lu Yichen frowned tightly and reached out to touch Mo Yue's forehead. As soon as he touched it, Mo Yue's body fell down.

Once again, Lu Yichen became panicked. While he was angry at Mo Yue for not taking care of his body, he also blamed himself for not returning to the room.

After changing Mo Yue's clothes and putting a wet towel on Mo Yue's forehead, he walked out and called Zhang Peng to arrange for a doctor to come over.

After the doctor checked Mo Yue's condition, he looked at Lu Yichen and said, "Madam, she has caught a cold, plus..." He looked at Lu Yichen's elongated face and clasped his hands, "Just be careful not to catch a cold.

, with the medicine I prescribe, my wife will get better soon. As for this..."

"explain."

"Everything has a reason. It will be better and faster to resolve Madam's pent-up worries. If it doesn't, the effect will naturally not be as good."

Lu Yichen understood clearly that what Zhang Peng was looking for was a quack doctor. He had been convinced that medicine would make him better quickly, but now he told him the same thing.

"roll."

The doctor also felt Lu Yichen's anger, took the medicine box and left quickly.

Lu Yichen came to Mo Yue with the medicine left by the quack doctor and carefully fed her to drink. Fortunately, Mo Yue was more cooperative and drank all the medicine.

Because he was worried about Mo Yue, Lu Yichen did not go to the company and stayed in the bedroom all the time, handling official duties while taking care of Mo Yue's condition.

Mo Yue opened her eyes, her throat felt like it was burned. She frowned in discomfort and moved her body. The soreness and pain made her make a sound.

Lu Yichen hurriedly put down the computer in his hand, stood up and went to support Mo Yue. Mo Yue reached out and slapped the back of Lu Yichen's hand. Although it was weak, it still made a crisp sound.

Lu Yichen told himself that Mo Yue was a patient now and not to argue with her. Although he didn't like what the quack doctor said, he knew in his heart that what the quack doctor said might be the truth.

"You, you, go away..." Mo Yue's voice was like a duck's voice at the moment, rough and hoarse.

Lu Yichen forced Mo Yue to stand up, leaned on the pillow, picked up the cup on the side, tested the water temperature, and then put it in front of Mo Yue's mouth, "Drink some water first to moisten your throat."

Mo Yue had never seen such a gentle Lu Yichen before, but in an instant, such thoughts were immediately overwhelmed. Isn't Lu Yichen good at giving a sweet date after a slap in the face? After so long, she has become accustomed to it.

Lu Yichen pretended not to see the sorrow in Mo Yue's eyes, but the frowning eyebrows still revealed that he really cared.

Is this sadness for herself? Is it so sad to stay by his side?
Chapter completed!