Getting Married One Night

After Lin Wanxin generously admitted everything, she didn't show any tension and fear.

On the contrary, the only nervous person in the room became Wen Nanzhi himself.

Her whole body was sweating. The clothes on her back had been wet and pasted on her skin. The sweat seeped in along the bandage. The salty and wet sweat rolled on the wound, just like holding a needle to plunge into the wound that had been burned.

But she didn't want to show her panic in front of the hypocritical Lin Wanxin. She could only bend her toes slightly and cling to the sole like a claw.

The stubborn appearance of Wen Nanzhi is just a joke in Lin Wanxin's eyes.

Lin Wanxin bent his orchid finger against his lip, "Nanzhi, it's as easy to cheat as before, isn't it?"

Wen Nanzhi saw Lin Wanxin coming towards him and couldn't help but step back.

Lin Wanxin suddenly rushed to Wen Nanzhi in panic and said with worry, "Nanzhi, be careful!"

At a loss, Wen Nanzhi was thrown on the ground by Lin Wanxin, and his body pressed Lin Wanxin's injured arm.

Lin Wanxin shouted, "ah!"

The door was pushed open. Gong Shen stood at the door and frowned at the two people who fell to the ground.

Gong Shen pushes away the warm South Orange that presses Lin Wanxin and lifts Lin Wanxin up. Lin Wanxin also falls into his arms and shrinks into a ball.

Because of Gong Shen's strength, Wen Nanzhi's waist wound hit the foot of the bed. She was so painful that she could not move on the ground immediately, and her breathing was screwed together.

She slightly opened her clothes and found that the bandage had been stained with blood. She looked at her hands full of blood and Gong Shen's angry eyes. Her whole body trembled.

"I don't have a secretary to push Lin." Wen Nanzhi explained pale.

Lin Wanxin's eyes were wet and she held her injured arm in one hand. Her pain made her speak intermittently. "Mr. Gong, don't blame Nanzhi. I think she's about to fall down, so I helped her. It's me... I forgot that I was hurt. It's... I'm useless."

If Wen Nan Zhi wants to speak again, it has no meaning.

Gong Shen's eyes didn't have her at all. His slender fingers pointed to the door and spit out a word coldly, "roll."

Wen Nan Zhi got up and walked out without a moment's delay.

When she walked outside the door, she turned her head and saw that Gong Shen picked up Lin Wanxin and put it carefully on the bed.

Lin Wanxin smiled at her.

This smile, she will always remember, because this is the beginning of her struggle with Lin Wanxin.

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Back in the room, Wen Nanzhi pulled the box against the unlocked door, took off his clothes, twisted them into strips, stuffed them into his mouth and bit them.

He tore off the blood gauze to cover the wound in front of the small mirror.

In the mirror, the wound was red and black, and a hole was opened in the middle, and warm blood exuded from it.

She took out the plastic bag that Gu Yanyi had filled her with medicine.

His hands trembled to untie the tied plastic bag, and the sound of scraping the plastic bag with his fingertips was sour.

It was not easy to untie the knot. There were too many kinds of ointment in it. The more she looked, the more flustered she became, and finally all hit her feet.

She clenched her clothes in her mouth, put her arms on the ground, and her eyes began to blur.

After inhaling, she picked up the scattered ointment again, and the tightened lip just bit a blood tooth mark on her clothes.

Randomly apply the good medicine and wrap the gauze again. Under the action of the medicine, the burned place is burning.

With only her underwear, she grabbed the quilt with her hands, leaned forward and knelt on the ground. The sweat fell from her arms along her shoulders. The sweat from her forehead directly fell on the quilt. Her snow-white back glowed red and trembled slightly under the light.

The pain made her breathe disorderly, and her tears slipped in her sweat. With a sob, the clothes in her mouth fell to the ground.

She fell on the mattress with her shoulders in her arms and gradually became numb. Her eyes stared at the outside of the window. The sunlight was cut into beams by the branches and cast into her pupils, reflecting the petals more clearly, as if there was an abnormal heavy snow outside the window.

It reminds her of how Lin Wanxin's mother left some easily consumed incense to Lin Wanxin when she went abroad?

When Wen Nanzhi thought about the problem, Gong Shen grabbed her chin and obviously didn't believe it, which made her understand that Gong Shen might not believe her every pause, let alone talk so much.

Her hair was still wet and stuck on Wen Nanzhi's forehead. She was forced to look at Gong Shen. Looking at the endless darkness in Gong Shen's eyes, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

The pain of Chin made Wen Nanzhi frown, and his breathing was chaotic.

Gong Shen didn't wait for Wen Nanzhi to get dressed and dragged her out of the quilt. She screamed to protect her body.

"Admit it or not?" Gong Shen's face was tense and his killing intention suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The pallor on Wennan Zhizhi's face quickly spread all over his body, and his skin almost faded all its blood color. It was white, and the cinnabar nevus lining his chest was red and dripping blood.

She shook her head. "I didn't steal it. The incense is mine."

Seeing that Gong Shen didn't start, Lin Wanxin was a little worried and said, "Mr. Gong, I don't know why Nanzhi did this."

"Not me!" Wen Nanzhi looked at Gong Shen in despair, waiting for the judgment.

Gong Shen's hand hesitated.

When Uncle Zhong heard the news, he took off his coat and put it on Wen Nanzhi, "Mr. Gong, calm down."

Gong Shen looked at Wen Nan Zhi's snow-white skin. A little cinnabar mole on his chest was like a switch of some memory, making his fundus more and more deep.

He pushed Wennan Zhizhi away. The palm of his hand was just close to her skin, but it was still cold.

"Scattered." like an order, Gong Shen turned ruthlessly and left.

Lin Wanxin didn't get the result she wanted. She could only pretend to squat down and tighten the coat on her shoulder for Wen Nanzhi. Under the mask of worry, her face was sinister.

Lin Wanxin slowly approached wennanzhi, close to wennanzhi's ear, and whispered softly, "you are not my opponent."

Wen Nan Zhi clenched his hands.

Lin Wanxin got up, glanced at Wen Nanzhi, smiled at Wen Nanzhi and left the room.