Chapter 226 Weiwei... I'm really sick...
Gu Jingcheng felt his mind go completely blank.
His breath caught in his throat, and all the sounds and images distorted rapidly before his eyes.
The blood froze at the heart, then rushed back to the heart in a frantic reverse flow, bringing a tearing pain to the chest.
Shi Yanzhou, and Weiwei...
Are they engaged?
Gu Jingcheng's gaze was fixed on the slowly opening doors of the banquet hall.
His eyes held despair and obsession.
Under the spotlight, Shi Yanzhou, dressed in a crisp black suit, stood tall and straight.
The figure he held in his arm was etched into his very bones.
She wore an elegant white fishtail dress, her makeup was light and understated, and her cool, clear eyes looked particularly captivating under the lights.
Gu Jingcheng felt as if someone had stabbed his heart with a dagger.
Blood flowed rampantly through his chest cavity, bringing a numbing, stinging pain.
He couldn't feel the thunderous applause around him, nor could he see the smiles on other people's faces.
The whole world was left with only those two figures standing side by side.
Gu Jingcheng's hand clenched suddenly, trembling slightly.
He couldn't help but want to stand up and pull her away from that man.
They had just started over in Blue City, and those warm moments were still vivid in their minds.
The ice between them, frozen for five years, has only just begun to crack...
Why did she become someone else's fiancée in the blink of an eye?
He sat there stiffly, his tall figure like a lonely, desolate snow-capped mountain.
In his deep eyes, all the light had been extinguished, leaving only endless despair.
His slight...
This time, she really doesn't want him anymore.
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On stage, the lights were blinding.
Lin Wei took Shi Yanzhou's arm and walked step by step along the path covered with rose petals.
My gaze swept across the guest seats and I immediately spotted that familiar figure.
The man sat there, dressed in a suit and tie, completely out of place amidst the festive atmosphere.
His deep eyes stared at her, filled with shattered despair.
In that instant, Lin Wei felt as if someone had struck her heart hard with a hammer.
A dull, sharp pain shot through her, causing her to stagger.
But only for a moment, a bittersweet sense of relief filled his chest.
That's fine.
There will have to be a resolution sooner or later.
Perhaps it's for the best that their complicated and ill-fated relationship ends in this way.
Lin Wei's previously unfocused gaze hardened.
She tightened her grip on Shi Yanzhou's arm.
Straighten your back, gaze into the void ahead, and play the role of someone else's "leading lady" today.
After the ceremony, Lin Wei followed Shi Yanzhou to various social events.
Inside the banquet hall, glasses clinked and toasts were exchanged.
Lin Wei held her wine glass, maintaining a polite smile as she dealt with the guests who came forward to offer their congratulations.
Feeling a suffocating exhaustion, she whispered in Shi Yanzhou's ear.
"Brother Yanzhou, it's a bit stuffy in here, I'm going out for some fresh air."
Shi Yanzhou looked at her slightly pale profile and patted her arm:
"Okay. Don't stay out too long, it's chilly outside."
Lin Wei nodded, walked through the banquet hall, and went to the relatively quiet corridor.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief, took out his phone, and wanted to call Aunt Liu.
She deliberately didn't let Xinxin come today; she didn't know how to explain all this to her young daughter.
So they simply didn't let her participate in the fake engagement party; after all, it was all fake.
Just as Lin Wei took out her phone, her wrist was suddenly gripped tightly by a large, scalding hand.
She gasped in surprise, before she could even see who it was.
She stumbled and followed, pulled along by the man.
The man remained silent, emanating a chillingly oppressive aura.
He pulled her along the corridor and pushed her into the back seat of the black Rolls-Royce.
The car door slammed shut with a loud bang.
The car was dimly lit. Just as Lin Wei was struggling to sit up, a heavy, hot body suddenly pressed down on her.
Gu Jingcheng.
His bloodshot eyes churned with pain as he fiercely seized her lips.
He nibbled at her lips, tracing their shape, trying to stir up the restrained emotions within her.
"Hmm..."
After a while, Lin Wei regained some strength, pressed her hands against his firm chest, and pushed the man away.
"Gu Jingcheng, are you insane!"
She was breathing heavily, his violent breath still lingering on her lips.
Gu Jingcheng was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, his eyes broken and obsessive.
"Yes, I'm crazy."
Without saying a word, he kissed her lips again.
His lips pressed against hers, as if he wanted to convey all his longing to her through this kiss.
The air was still, with only the two people's disordered and heavy breathing mingling inside the car.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but the man's hands were now tightly wrapped around her slender waist.
He trapped her firmly between him and the back seat of the car, leaving her nowhere to escape.
The man's eyes were a horrified crimson, and moist.
Tears, without warning, slid down his angular face.
The hot liquid dripped onto Lin Wei's neck, burning her skin.
His lips trembled against hers, mingled with tears, a humble plea.
"Weiwei...please don't do this to me...please...please..."
Lin Wei felt as if her heart was being tightly squeezed, and she was having difficulty breathing.
Heartache and reluctance churned in my chest, and my throat was filled with bitterness.
But then the scene from that night suddenly flashed through my mind.
He gently smiled and put the dazzling diamond necklace on An Wanrong's head.
The movements were gentle, and the eyes and brows were focused.
His expression was like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the tenderness in her heart.
Her heart hardened, and her voice trembled coldly.
"Gu Jingcheng, I already have a fiancé."
The man's body stiffened, as if the last bit of strength had been drained from him, yet he stubbornly refused to let go.
A burning kiss landed on her ear, accompanied by a murmured murmur, filled with a despair so profound it bordered on utter humility.
"...Then I'll be your secret lover...okay?"
“I’m better than him… Weiwei, you’ve tried it… you’ll definitely… be satisfied…”
"Weiwei...look at me...please look at me..."
Lin Wei couldn't suppress a cold smile; her heart, already scarred and broken, was now numb.
Five years ago, he was the one who wanted to secretly get married; five years later, he's still the one who wants to be her secret lover!
She was trembling uncontrollably, and her voice was icy cold.
"Gu Jingcheng, are you sick?"
The man's Adam's apple bobbed laboredly. His head was buried deep against her chest.
Broken whispers
"Yes... I'm sick..."
"Weiwei... I'm really sick..."
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