The next second, the woman was picked up by her waist.
"I'm telling you, you treat me that way, I won't like you anymore, let alone marry you!"
There was a tingling pain in the man’s eyes, and he bowed his head and kissed her lips...
…
Rongjia.
It was nine o'clock in the evening, and Feng Muyan was a little anxious.
"I can't get through. I don't know if Shenghouhou is in Chu Huaibei now."
"You came back just right, take me to Chu Huaibei."
Rong Jingcheng's pretty eyebrows frowned, "What's the matter?"
"Today, Chu Huaibei didn't know what he was crazy about, so he sent a wedding invitation to the whole company. He and Houhou's wedding invitation."
"Shenghouhou was not angry, so he rushed to find someone."
Rong Jingcheng spoke lightly.
"Marriage is not casual."
"Is it possible that he really wants to marry Shenghouhou?"
"It's not true, only he knows it."
…
The horizon is white.
Shenghouhou woke up in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, the room was hazy.
The man came out of the bathroom.
"Woke up?"
Shenghouhou gritted her teeth, she wants to call the police and sue this man!
Chu Huaibei took out the phone from the table and handed it to her—
"give."
If you want, you can tell him directly, as long as he has it, give it to her.
She didn't answer, Chu Huaibei turned around and picked up another thing from the table and handed it to her.
"Or, you need this."
He unexpectedly gave her a knife!
"Stab me and marry me."
"Do you think I dare not?"
As the woman said, she reached out and took it, holding the cold sharp thing in her hand, and her heart almost jumped into her throat.
Chu Huaibei laughed lightly, bent over and looked at her.
"You must dare."
Because of this cut, I must marry you, you can only be mine.
Sheng Hou Hou was stunned, before he had time to react, she only felt that the man's hand was tightly grasped by her, she could not pull it away, and even let his strength control it, towards the position of his abdomen...
"No!"
She wanted to let go, but she couldn't help it.
Can only watch, the knife pierced the man's waist and abdomen, soaking dark red blood.
"Chu Huaibei, let go!"
"Shengshihou, you are mine."
Next to his ears, is his dumb voice, lingering.
…
hospital.
When Feng Muyan and Rong Jingcheng came, they only saw Sheng Houhou sitting on the bench in the corridor, completely lost.
She still had that person's blood on her hand, dried up and solidified, terrifying.
"Houhou! How about you Houhou, you..."
"what happened?"
The person who asked the question was Rong Jingcheng.
"I hurt him."
A few minutes later, the doctor came out of the emergency room.
"The knife wound is not deep, there is no danger, the blood has stopped, and the person has woken up."
Throughout the whole process, Shenghouhou kept his head down and silent.
Outside the ward, she stood there without intending to go in.
When Feng Muyan and Rong Jingcheng entered the ward, they saw the lying man with a smile on his lips.
"You're hurt, and you look so awkward!"
"Heh, Feng Muyan, this is in the hospital. Respect for patients is the basic courtesy."
"You don't come here! What happened last night, let's start with the wedding invitation."
"Men's marriage, women's marriage, can't you?"
"But if you really want to marry Shenghouhou, why did you break up before? You hurt her, and you still want someone to marry you, dream!"
"It doesn't matter, she must marry me now anyway."
"Why!"
"With this cut, she must marry me."
It's okay to say that he is a scoundrel or a shameless hooligan.
Anyway, in this life, he has depended on that woman.
…
In the back garden of the hospital.
Shenghouhou sat on the stone bench, staring at an old tree in a daze.
Thinking about it, the phone rang, and the caller—Ling Yihan.
"Are you at work?"
"... No, I will rest today."
"I remember that your company is a fashion designer. There is a design exhibition in the afternoon. Do you want to take a look together?"
…
After returning home from the hospital, Feng Muyan called Shenghouhou.
After a while, the call was connected.
"Houbori, have you gone to the company?"
"… No."
"I'm visiting at a fashion design exhibition now."
"you alone?"
"No, I'm with my friends."
"The last Mr. Ling?"
"Yep."
"you… "
"Okay, Feng Muyan, I'll talk about it when I go back tonight. I'll hang up first."
…
Design the exhibition venue.
After watching the exhibition for half an hour, Shenghouhou really couldn't enter, and finally shook his head and said, "I may not be in the state today."
"I see it."
"Let's go, go to the restaurant."
…
In the evening, a high-end western restaurant.
As soon as I was seated, my phone rang.
Shenghouhou glanced at the number displayed on the screen, it was Chu Huaibei.
She turned off the phone directly and put it in her bag.
"You... why don't you speak?"
Ling Yihan's lips smiled unabated, "I'm waiting for you to say."
"Me, I did a terrible thing last night."