Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

"Sorry." His sincere apology can only be an apology.

He can't cheat his heart, just as he couldn't marry a woman he didn't love for the sake of his family and marriage. After he fell in love with Chang Huan, he can't fall in love with another woman and form a family with another woman.

If you want to blame and hate, let her always hate herself like this.

He had no way to persuade himself.

After apologizing, Chu turns around and nods to the hotel manager, who immediately arranges for him to enter Chang Huan's room.

After that, song Xiaoqing collapsed.

She doesn't want his apology, she just wants his love, as long as he is with her, even if he doesn't love her, it doesn't matter, as long as the person standing beside him is himself, she will be satisfied.

However, now he said sorry to her. He wanted to completely cut off the relationship between them!

No, no, no, she doesn't!

"Lan Chao -" Song Xiaoqing came back and rushed to Chu Lan Chao. Chu Lan Chao was pulled by her, and her steps faltered. He bumped heavily against one side of the pillar. He couldn't help humming, and his already pale face became more and more pale.

Song Xiaoqing is so scared. What did she do to him? His back had been hurt, but it was not good. When she did this, would his wound be split?

She was very anxious and held him: "Lan Chao, are you ok? Does the wound split? We rushed to the hospital. I'll take you to the hospital right away. Somebody, call an ambulance. Hurry up

Chu Lan Chao frowned, raised his hand to stop the hotel manager's action, stepped back, kept a distance from Song Xiaoqing, and said in a light voice: "I'm ok, you go back."

He turned to greet the hotel manager and walked towards the elevator. Song Xiaoqing clearly saw that the shirt behind him was slowly stained with red blood.

She came forward and took him: "Lan Chao, your wound is cracked and bleeding. Please go to the hospital with me. Please go to the hospital with me!"

"I'm fine." Chu lanchao's face is very ugly, because many people are looking at them in the hall, and because of the pain coming from behind, he can clearly feel the blood flowing out of his body, dyed the gauze and shirt red.

But he didn't want to leave. He didn't want to leave the place where she stayed. He couldn't leave. If he left, what would she do when he was away? Where is he going to find her?

"Mr. Chu, you --" the hotel manager was also very anxious and wanted to persuade Chu lanchao to go to the hospital. However, Chu lanchao waved, so he had to enter the elevator with him.

Song Xiaoqing saw that he would rather bleed than leave to go to the hospital. Tears fell down and he didn't know what to do.

Chu lanchao follows the hotel manager to the room where Chang Huan lives. He opens the door and walks in.

It was full of her breath. He also saw that his coat was cleaned, folded and put on the bed. He walked over, picked up his coat, put it on the end of his nose and smelled it gently. It exuded a faint smell of soap, astringent, but he thought it smelled very good.

She washed it herself, didn't she? His faint smile, her heart, in fact, still has his, otherwise, will not give the clothes to the hotel dry cleaning, but hand cleaning, he felt very happy, as if back to the days of love, she is like a little wife to take care of his daily life.