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If it was said that Mu Ran still had a trace of yearning towards Gu Mo City, then Mu Wanjing's car accident would completely destroy the only happiness that she had for him.

Mu Wanjing had been in a car accident while picking up her child from school. In order to protect her child, she had pushed her own body towards the car and was sent flying by the speeding car.

It was already three days later when Mu Ran received the news. She almost fainted again. After a brief moment of blankness, she remembered that short message from that day and rushed to the hospital like a madman.

Song Yiduo seemed to have aged a lot overnight as he just sat in a daze in front of Mu Wanjing's bed, holding her hand and kissing her lips over and over. Mu Wanjing's body was wrapped in gauze, and there were many tubes on her body.

Seeing this scene, Mu Ran felt as though his heart had been cut by a knife. Before he could even open his mouth, tears had already rained down like rain.

"Brother-in-law, big sister, she …"

A tear rolled down from the corner of Song Yiduo's eyes. His gaze was still fixed on Mu Wanjing on the bed as he said in a deep voice,

"The doctor said, brain damage... I'm probably going to be a vegetable for the rest of my life … "

Mu Ran was so shocked by Song Yida's words that he staggered a few steps back. He even accidentally knocked over a chair to the side. She widened her eyes in disbelief as she shook her head with all her might, tears gushing out.

No! No! God wouldn't be so cruel! She wouldn't let that gentle girl stay in bed for her entire life. She still had her lover, her own son, the home she protected with all her heart, and the bright and peaceful life that belonged to her.

She covered her mouth and stood there crying loudly like a child. She was suddenly filled with despair towards her life and she truly loved him. She had also used all of her strength to live, but why was it that in the end, she could hold nothing back?

Behind him was Long Er, who was also very serious. Seeing her crying as if she was a child, he frowned as he walked forward, naturally opening his arms to encircle her, and asked in a low and gentle voice,

"What's going on?"

Her helplessness and vulnerability made his heart soften.

She suddenly pushed him away with such force that he couldn't help but take a few steps back. Her eyes were filled with pain and her chest was heaving with anger.

"What's going on? Gu Mo City, you still have the nerve to talk about what happened here? "

"What do you mean?"

He suddenly frowned and took a step toward her.

Mu Wenwen could only feel the anger all over his body rushing to his mind. She tried her best to resist the dizziness that was trying to make him faint wave after wave.

"What do you mean? Gu Mo City, why do you have to pretend to be innocent after each act of cruelty? "

She screamed with all her strength, as if she wanted to scream out all the fear and sadness and anger in her heart, and for the first time in her life she spoke to someone so loudly and with all her might.

"Gu Mo Cheng, you really have lost all humanity and are completely devoid of conscience! If you can't even let such a beautiful person like Big Sis go, what is your heart made of? "

"I didn't do this!"

He grabbed her, who was a little hysterical, and forced her to hold back the cold.

He had been working abroad during this period of time, and he only rushed back from abroad after hearing about what happened to Mu Wanjing. On the way back, he kept praying that she didn't misunderstand him, but his prayers were in vain.

It wasn't that she didn't believe him, but rather that he had once coldly rejected her plea to the Luo Family before. Therefore, his constant refusals only caused the hatred in her heart towards him to grow even deeper.

"Dye, calm down —"

Gu Mo Cheng took a step forward, wanting to pull her out of control. However, she suddenly let out a scream, and as if she was escaping a plague, she waved her hands to avoid his touch.

"Scram!" Get lost! Don't come near me! Gu Mo City, you demon, your hands are filled with blood! "

While she was losing control of herself, she suddenly saw the fruit knife on the end of the bed. A rush of blood rushed through her mind as she picked it up without thinking, and fiercely stabbed it towards the man who was about to pull her back.

She did not love him anymore. She did not love him anymore. She did not love him anymore …

She didn't want to love this man anymore. She couldn't afford to love him. She loved him very, very hard. She loved him very hard! The deep hatred and hatred that separated them caused them to be forcefully pushed a hundred steps away with every step they took, all the way until they walked further and further away.

At this moment, the only thing she could think about was this. She didn't even realize what she was doing. The pain that occurred again and again caused her vision to blur.

Gu Mo Cheng was so shocked by her crazy actions that he couldn't even move and forgot to dodge. He could only watch as she ruthlessly stabbed at him with a face full of grief and ruthlessness.

"Boss, be careful!"

Behind him, Long Er's face turned pale with fright as he rushed forward in an attempt to pull him back, but he was still a step too late. A sharp fruit knife pierced his arm just like that, and if Long Er hadn't pulled him back in time, this knife would have stabbed viciously at his stomach!

The sharp knife stabbed into her skin and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red. The eye-piercing red caused Mu Wenwen's brain to become clear-headed. She abruptly let go of the knife and it fell onto the crisp marble floor, emitting an ear-piercing sound.

Realizing what he had done, Mu Ran looked at his hands in fright. She then looked up at his handsome face that was tightly creased due to the pain. Finally, she covered her mouth with her hands and rushed out with tears streaming down her face.

"Mu Yurou —"

Gu Mo Cheng looked at her frail back and cried out in pain before chasing after her. Long Er held him back worriedly.

"Boss, let's bandage your wound first!"

He didn't even look at his wound as he flung off Long Er's hand, ignoring the wound on his arm as he chased after her. When he chased after her, he saw that she had bent down to get into a black car.

In the car, a man pulled her into his arms and looked at him coldly. Then he turned to the driver in front of him and said something to him. The window slowly rolled up and the black car sped out of his sight like a wisp of smoke.

The last thing he saw was the slightly provocative and cold side of the man's face, and the image of her crying in the man's arms. At that moment, his heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife.

He took out his phone to call her, but after a few rings, he heard a cold tone. He cursed under his breath, turned around, and ran to his car. He jumped in front of his car and chased after her.

However, the black car had long since disappeared from his sight. He drove aimlessly through the streets, but ignored the ringing of his phone. He knew that it was definitely Long Er who called him to go back and bandage his wound.

He glanced down at the wound on his arm. The blood had congealed and dried into shocking marks on the gray coat.

The wanderer found himself in front of her small apartment building, where he stopped to take out cigarettes and smoke them one by one. Having come to this point, he also felt indescribably exhausted and heartbroken.

Was this fate playing tricks on him? The people he hated were people he cared for. He needed to take a step back every time he finished his revenge. What if in the end, he completed his revenge and finally pushed her away from his side …?

He suddenly didn't dare to imagine this result, because even after they reached this step today, he had never thought of letting go of her. However, when he thought about the scene of her being taken away by that man, he felt as if something was torn from his heart.

He looked at the time and saw that it was already the wee hours of the morning. He continued to wait, and when she did not show up in the morning, he could not tell what he was feeling. His heart ached, he felt sad, he felt worried, he felt uneasy …

Long Er had called and hesitantly said that Mu Wanjing was related to Qin Ruoyun. He gritted his teeth, his eyes full of coldness. Throwing away his phone, he sped towards Qin Ruoyun's apartment.

Qin Ruoyun was in a good mood as she carried her bag down to the garage and prepared to drive to work. Yesterday, her eyes told her that they had fallen out and that the woman had even stabbed him.

The familiar silver-gray car stopped abruptly in front of her and almost knocked her away. She was so scared that she retreated a few steps back. Before she could react, she was grabbed on the shoulder by the person who got out of the car and dragged into the building.

She frowned in pain and struggled in displeasure.

"Mo Cheng, you're hurting me —"