Love is like melting

Chapter 153 Liancheng Did Not Die

Lian Mo strode to the door, his eyes were cloudy without any emotion, his thin lips were lightly pursed: "Watch Ji Yerong, don't let her take half a step out of Yeyuan."

"Yes." It was Chen Su who answered.

Cheng Mu's eyes flicked: "Your Excellency..." Is he going to imprison Ji Yerong?

Before he finished speaking, when Lian Mohantan shot at him, he kicked his knee fiercely.

When his knee went numb, Cheng Mu instantly knelt down in front of him on one knee, his eyes filled with guilt, "Your Excellency, I didn't know he was Liancheng..."

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he have thought that Mu Ye was the resurrected Liancheng.

Liancheng did not die.

Lian Moju stared at Cheng Mu coldly and condescendingly, never would have thought that even his secretary-general would deceive him!
Together with Ji Yerong, come and deceive yourself!

Disappointed?
Very disappointed!
Who else is he to trust?

He passed by Cheng Mu's side, without taking a second look, he got into the car and told the driver to drive.

Cheng Mu looked back at the car leaving slowly, and sighed heavily. He knew that he had let you down. Even if he would continue to be the secretary-general in the future, I'm afraid that you would not be able to let go of this barrier in your heart.

When Cheng Mu walked into the restaurant, what he saw was a mess, broken everywhere, cold dishes, and undried blood.

Ji Yerong's hair was disheveled, his face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and his clothes were torn and shapeless, which showed how furious your Excellency was at that time.

That's right, knowing that Ji Yerong is married, but her husband is Liancheng who is still alive, how can you not be furious!
Cheng Mu unbuttoned his suit, took it off and put it on her body.

Even though she blamed Ji Yerong's deception in her heart, seeing her like this, I'm afraid she won't feel any better than you.

"You're injured, I'll ask Yan Xi to come over here." Cheng Mu squatted in front of her, his eyes saw the fragments stuck in her palm, bleeding all the time.

"He won't forgive me, right!" She lowered her eyelids to cover all the emotions and light in her eyes, her voice was very soft, and before Cheng Mu could answer, she asked herself quietly: "He will never forgive me. "

He said she was dirty.

He said he would have preferred her to have died in the explosion.

How could he forgive her!

Cheng Mu froze, seeing that they had finally come to the scene he least wanted to see, he was feeling sad for them.

"I do not know."

Ji Yerong didn't speak any more, and didn't even look at him. He stood up with difficulty, dragging his crippled body, precariously, as if he would fall again in the next second.

Cheng Mu wanted to reach out to help her, but she avoided it.

Her thin body reveals a tenacious loneliness, hands stained with her own blood, holding on to the table and the wall along the way, step by step towards the stairs, everything she touches is red, and the scene is hideous .

Cheng Mu stood where he was, watching her steps that were about to fall at any moment, and his heart fluctuated with her limping steps, which was more worrying than riding a roller coaster.

Ji Yerong held on to the handrail of the stairs with both hands, and took every step very hard, as if all the strength in his body had been spent.

All that remained in his mind was his angry look, those harsh humiliations, and his final icy eyes.

The dry eye sockets suddenly had a layer of moisture, and she kept trying to get out of them, but she desperately suppressed them, and locked them tightly in the eye sockets.

don't flow out, don't flow out...

The heavy steps fell on the steps, her expression was in a trance, she only stepped on halfway, her center of gravity was unstable, and she leaned back uncontrollably, but she rolled down the stairs in an instant.

Cheng Mu's expression changed, he ran over and hugged her, "Ji Yerong!"

Ji Yerong raised his eyes wearily, and vaguely saw Cheng Mu's panicked face. At the last second of losing consciousness, the moisture in his eyes couldn't help flooding his pale face.

If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't forgive himself.

Yan Xi rushed to Yeyuan and saw Ji Yerong on the bed. She frowned delicately and asked Cheng Mu, "What happened? How did she become like this?"

"Don't ask, she fell down the stairs, you can see how she is doing." Cheng Mu frowned impatiently.

"You go out first."

Although Cheng Mu was worried, only Yan Xi could help her now.

Yan Xi checked the body of the unconscious Ji Yerong, and called Yu Sha to help clean up the blood on her body, and changed into a clean pajamas.

When changing her clothes, seeing those shocking marks, Yu Sha couldn't help gasping, "What did you do to Sister Ye Rong!"

Yan Xi frowned, and said expressionlessly: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, and change her clothes quickly, I will treat her wound."

Yu Sha didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly put on Ji Yerong's pajamas.

Yan Xi applied ointment to the bruises on her body and neck, which could make the bruises fade away earlier.

When Cheng Mu came in, Yan Xi had already fixed it. Seeing that the unconscious Ji Yerong showed no sign of waking up at all, she didn't hesitate to speak, "Fortunately, the stairs that rolled down were not high, and her bones were fine. It's just that she There are a lot of bruises on her body, and the deeper bruises on her neck can strangle her to death. What are you doing? Violence? When did he start being so perverted?"

Yan Xi is a doctor, a female doctor, she cannot accept that her patients are cruelly ravaged like this.

"Your Excellency is not a pervert, he's just crazy." Cheng Mu pursed his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly. It was he, Ji Yerong, and Liancheng who drove Your Excellency crazy together.

Yan Xi raised her eyebrows, and before she had time to ask what was going on, Ji Yerong, who was lying on the bed, frowned, as if he was dreaming, and kept mumbling something, with an extremely painful expression on his face.

The cicada-like eyelashes quietly covered her eyes, and a mist slowly faded under the blue shadow. Her pale face gradually turned red, and she bit her dilapidated lips, saying something.

Yan Xi leaned closer and listened hard for a while, only then did she hear clearly that she was repeating a sentence repeatedly.

She said: "Fourth Brother...I'm not dirty...Ayu is not dirty..."

For a moment, Yan Xi's breathing was stagnant, and her eyes turned red.

A person crying while murmuring that she is not dirty after a coma, one can imagine how much grievance and pain she has in her heart.

Yan Xi reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pressed the corner of the quilt, and said softly: "Ye Rong, rest well, everything will be fine, it will be."

She didn't know what happened, everything was fine in the morning, the newspaper was still saying that they were going to get married, and it fell apart like this in the evening; but she believed that Ye Rong would not do anything to offend Your Excellency.

Your Excellency shouldn't be so cruel to her, it's too hurtful.

Ji Yerong was in a coma all the time, her face was flushed, and her breathing was short of breath, because she started to have a fever, and her temperature kept rising, even reaching 41°C.

Yan Xi stood by the bed, and first kept cooling her down physically. The high fever persisted for a long time. With no other choice, Yan Xi chose to give her medicine to reduce the fever.

no significant effect.

When Jiang Hanzhu broke into the president's office with a newspaper, he pushed open the door without knocking, and asked, "What's going on here?"

Why is Ji Yerong already married, and why is she married to Mu Ye?

Lian Mo sat on a leather chair, which was close to the floor-to-ceiling windows. He held a bottle of foreign wine in his hand, trying to get himself drunk without any restraint.

Jiang Hanzhu could smell the turbid breath in the air, besides alcohol, there was also...

His eyes followed the floor and looked at his feet. The red blood stains made people tremble, and there was already a pool of blood beside his feet.

"Are you injured? I'll call the doctor right away."

Just as Jiang Hanzhu took out his mobile phone, he heard the hoarse voice of Lian Mo who had been silent all this time: "No need."

He was startled, looked up at Lian Mo, and the hoarse voice sounded in his ear again: "Yan Xi is in the night garden."

Jiang Hanzhu frowned, and after a moment of silence, he still dialed another phone number, which was his personal doctor.

Walking in front of Lian Mo, Jiang Hanzhu was stunned, he had never seen such a Lian Mo.

His expression was almost ashen, his eyes were numb and empty, he lost his usual high-spirited and domineering, and his whole body exuded decadence and gloom.

He thought of the report, and his heart tightened: Could the report be true? !

Lian Mo looked at the lights of thousands of houses outside, warming this cold night with wanton warmth, but none of them belonged to him, and none of the warmth belonged to him.

"Han Zhu, do you believe that people can come back from the dead?"

"What?" Jiang Hanzhu didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Lian Mo's eagle eyes tightened suddenly, his hand holding the wine bottle kept tightening, his veins bulged, and he paused every word: "Lian, Cheng, no, yes, death."

Shock filled Jiang Hanzhu's warm eyes instantly.

(End of this chapter)