Chapter 48 But in Feng Mingzhou's eyes, it was like cutting flesh from his heart
The space inside the car is cramped.
Gu Manman pressed her body against the car door, trying to stay as far away from the people around her as possible.
"Where are you taking me?"
Feng Mingzhou did not answer immediately, but stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her cheek.
Gu Manman suddenly turned her head away, her eyes full of vigilance and resistance.
His hand froze in mid-air, his fingertips curled slightly.
"Go home." After a long time, he uttered these two words in a hoarse voice.
"That's not my home." Gu Manman immediately retorted.
Feng Mingzhou's eyes darkened, and he grasped her wrist tightly.
The force was so strong, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next second.
"Let me go!"
"No."
"Never let go."
Gu Manman stopped struggling and just looked at him coldly.
"Feng Mingzhou, you are breaking the law."
He pulled the corners of his mouth and revealed an extremely ugly smile: "As long as I can keep you, anything is fine."
His eyes fell on her bloody lips again and his eyes darkened.
He raised his other hand and gently rubbed the wound at the corner of her lip with the tip of his thumb.
Gu Manman dodged again and frowned in disgust.
"Don't touch me."
Feng Mingzhou paused, looking at the undisguised disgust in her eyes, his breath was choked by the pain.
Three years.
The person he had been thinking about day and night was right in front of him.
But the way she looked at him was colder than when she looked at a stranger.
"Manman..." His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was hoarse, "You hate me, don't you?"
Gu Manman didn't answer, but turned her face to the window and stopped looking at him.
"Look at me." His voice was commanding and pleading.
Gu Manman still didn't move.
"Look at me!" He emphasized his tone, almost growling.
Gu Manman finally turned her head slowly.
"Feng Mingzhou," she said clearly, word by word, "we ended a long time ago."
"It ended three years ago."
"Is this interesting now?"
Feng Mingzhou's face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.
“It’s not over yet.”
"As long as I'm alive, it will never end between us."
He leaned closer to her, his nose touching her forehead, his hot breath spraying on her face.
"Manman, come back to me."
"I can explain what happened in the past."
"As long as you come back, I will give you whatever you want."
"If you want my life, I can give it to you."
Gu Manman looked at the crazy paranoia in his eyes and felt a chill.
"Feng Mingzhou, let me go."
The glittering night scene of the city outside the car window was rapidly receding, but the inside of the car was so quiet that only the slightly disordered breathing of the two people could be heard.
Gu Manman's words "Let me go" pierced Feng Mingzhou's tense nerves.
He didn't say anything.
The next second, he exerted force with his arms, without even caring about Manman's reaction, and directly lifted her up from the car door and forced her to sit on his lap.
"Ah!" Gu Manman exclaimed.
She was held tightly in his arms, her back pressed against his hot chest.
"Feng Mingzhou! What are you doing! Let me go!"
The man's arms held her so tightly that she couldn't move.
His chin rested in the crook of her neck.
"Don't move."
"Let me go!" Gu Manman used both hands to pry open his arms that were wrapped around her waist, "Did you hear me?"
Feng Mingzhou remained unmoved. Instead, he tightened his arms and pressed her deeper into his arms.
He buried his face in her long hair and took a deep breath, like a drowning man finally grabbing a piece of driftwood.
There was a kind of morbid greed in that action.
"I won't let go," his muffled voice came from her hair, "I won't let go even if you die."
She stopped her futile struggle, but her body remained tense.
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In Zhao Yang's car.
Lin Anbo's face was tense and he looked very angry.
The embarrassment of being forcibly taken away in the square just now, and the scene of watching Gu Manman being taken away by Feng Mingzhou, kept flashing through his mind.
Zhao Yang sat next to him, rubbed his eyebrows irritably, took out a cigarette box from the storage compartment, shook out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled smoke rings.
"Anbo, this matter...it's not as simple as you think."
"Ming Zhou and Gu Man Man, that was many years ago. The two of them... well, how can I put it? They were deeply in love, but they also stabbed each other in the back. It was a mess, and it was just a bad fate."
Lin Anbo turned his head abruptly, with anger and confusion in his eyes: "So what? It's all in the past!"
"Go over?" Zhao Yang sneered and flicked the ash off his cigarette. "If I had known that the person you were going through so much trouble to chase was her, I would never have dared to give you those bad ideas even if I were beaten to death! Drones? Fireworks? I would be pushing you into the fire pit!"
Lin Anbo frowned.
Zhao Yang took another puff of cigarette. Amid the smoke, his expression was a little complicated. "Where did Feng Mingzhou get that white hair? There are rumors out there that it's for his late wife. Bullshit! It was for Gu Manman! Three years ago, everyone thought she was dead, and he almost died with her. He was completely ruined. That's when his hair turned white."
"He always carries that white cat with him, you know how much he treasures it," Zhao Yang moved closer and lowered his voice, "that's not the original cat! He found one later that looks very similar to the one Gu Manman had before, it's just a substitute cat! He raised it like his own son! Now the real owner is back, the living Gu Manman, do you think he can let it go?"
Lin Anbo's expression changed again and again, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something. In the end, he still argued with a bit of dissatisfaction: "When it comes to love, it should always be based on mutual consent, right? I also have a chance to fight for it!"
Zhao Yang looked at him, a young man who was ignorant of the immensity of the world.
He stubbed out the cigarette butt in the car's ashtray.
"It's consensual? That's what we say to ordinary people." Zhao Yang leaned back, with a hint of warning, "You're trying to steal someone from Feng Mingzhou? Anbo, listen to my advice, give up your idea now, right now, right now. Otherwise, pack your bags tomorrow and go to Africa to mine. Even I can't save you."
Zhao Yang looked at Lin Anbo's unwilling expression and sighed in his heart.
Young, or too young.
I have no idea what kind of person I'm provoking.
He simply made his words clearer: "Anbo, I want to tell you something from the bottom of my heart."
"Feng Mingzhou is a madman, a complete madman."
"Three years ago, Gu Manman 'died'. He locked himself in the villa, refused to eat or drink, and almost died with her."
"Later, we finally got him out. He had completely changed. His moods were erratic and his methods were cruel. Apart from work, he just wanted to live his life with that little thought."
"Those three years were not the life of a human being."
"Now, Gu Manman is back, alive and well."
Zhao Yang looked at Lin Anbo's suddenly changed expression and said word by word: "Do you think he will let go?"
"He only values her more than his own life. He will fight to the death with anyone who dares to touch her."
"Your scene tonight was romantic and a surprise, but in Feng Mingzhou's eyes, it was like cutting into his heart!"
Lin Anbo was completely silent, his face was pale and his lips were tightly pursed.
His mind was in a mess, and Zhao Yang's words hit his heart like a hammer.
Miss Gu, who looks cold and aloof, actually had such a past with Feng Mingzhou?
He remembered the look Feng Mingzhou gave Gu Manman just now.
Lin Anbo's heart sank little by little.
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