Chapter 36

The process was very simple. The moment Meng Shaoting opened the door, a few steel bars smashed towards the place where he had parked his car, Quiet And Steadfast saw it from behind and threw himself towards it. He was not injured, but one of the steel bars smashed into his back, causing him to faint from the loss of blood.

His heart couldn't help but twitch. He lit a cigarette and took a long drag, calming his shocked heart.

He was actually not good enough for her, or even bad enough. However, in his memories, she always had a faint smile on her face and spoke gently to him. She never quarreled with him, never had any fights.

He had always been the one looking for trouble, always disliking her, humiliating her quite a bit, secretly and overtly bullying her a lot, but she still had that gentle personality of hers. Except that night when he wanted her to take the initiative to please him, she showed a stubborn and rebellious expression.

However, it was this kind of woman that he loathed and left at home, not even bothering to look at him, who had saved him without a care for her own safety.

Meng Shaoting didn't know if there were any girls in this world who weren't afraid of pain. Among all the women around him, Luo Fei Li was the kind that would cry even if she broke a layer of oil. Even Xinya was crying as if she was terminally ill.

Thinking about how she was covered in blood, Meng Shaoting's heart started to race. He felt a sharp pain and turned around to look at the tightly closed door of the ward. His thick eyebrows were twisted, as if something had changed in his heart.

This injury was exactly on the bed. After lying down for two months, she was finally able to walk on the ground. By the time she could do that, it was already snowing heavily in A City.

She remembered his promise with An Jiahe before, when they went to the Lijiang River to draw their lives, it was now impossible for her to fulfill it. Furthermore, she didn't use her phone, so An Jiahe naturally couldn't find her.

At the very least, there were very few rumors about him in those gossip magazines. However, although he would go back home often and pay attention to her injuries, he still seemed to be cautious and distant, and many times, it was only when his cigarettes were burning that he would suddenly regain his senses, as if he was deep in thought and in thought …

"Be careful!" Right at this moment, he was thinking about something while sitting on the sofa again. When Meng Shaoqian went downstairs, he saw that he was distracted, so he reached out and knocked away the cigarette in his hand.

"What's wrong with you? I can see that your mind has been wandering for the past few days." Meng Shaoqian lowered his head and lit up a cigarette. He casually pinched it between his fingers, and leaned on the sofa as he turned his exhausted neck, looking at his younger brother with the attitude of an elder brother. Little brother.