The boy's voice was rebellious and fierce.
Meng Jingchi first glanced at Meng Jingyue lying on the ground, then lowered his head and helped him sit down in the wheelchair. Then he saw the scars all over Ban Shu's body, and his face instantly became extremely cold.
"Zhou Younong, are you looking for death?"
He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a cold white arm, "Lu Xing, come out, stop pretending to be dead."
After a while, Lu Xing came in from the back door, followed by a team of soldiers with a murderous aura.
The situation quickly turned around.
Zhou Younong's expression remained indifferent. He leaned over and put his thin lips close to Pan Shu's ear, "Tsk, see now, this Meng Jingchi is not a good person either."
The girl turned her head away in disgust.
It seemed that being touched by him was a great humiliation.
Zhou Younong's face turned pale, and he pursed his lips, "Of course, I'm not a good person either."
"Don't hate me, Panshu."
Perhaps knowing that what he said was too weak and ridiculous, he started laughing without waiting for Pan Shu's response.
But those phoenix eyes, as cold as snow, suppressed the sadness that no one could see.
"Feel sorry."
He whispered, lowered his head and quickly untied the rope that bound Ban Shu, and pushed Ban Shu towards Meng Jingchi. At the same time, a smoke bomb rolled to the feet of Lu Xing and others.
When the smoke cleared, Zhou Younong and Xiang Cheng were no longer in sight.
Pan Shu lowered her eyes with a complicated look.
The next second, before she could react, she fell into the boy's broad and warm arms.
Meng Jingchi hugged her tightly.
I was afraid that if I let go she would disappear again.
The burning wetness coming from her neck made Pan Shu stunned for a moment, "Meng Jingchi..."
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, it's my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been kidnapped by that bitch Zhou Younong..." The boy's voice choked with sobs, "Hit me, it's all my fault. You deserve to hit me and scold me..."
“…” In fact, Zhou Younong was very nice to her.
But can you say this?
Obviously not.
Pan Shu chose to keep silent.
"Meng Jingchi...you, let go!"
Feeling the girl's struggle in his arms, Meng Jingchi paused, and finally let her go reluctantly for fear of causing Banshu's disgust.
He is not afraid of Meng Jingyue.
Anyway, he and Meng Jingyue had already fallen out a long time ago.
"Are you okay?" Pan Shu walked in front of Meng Jingyue, and before she could say a word, tears started falling.
Meng Jingyue wanted to wipe away the tears from her face helplessly and distressedly.
But when he saw his hands covered in blood, he hesitated for a moment and finally put his hands down.
"I'm fine, Shushu, be good, don't cry..."
The girl's fingertips trembled slightly as they touched his pale, dismal cheek. "I'm almost scared to death, Meng Jingyue."
"I know. I'm sorry."
"What would I do if you died?"
"……sorry."
"I love you very much, Meng Jingyue."
The young man was suddenly speechless. He looked at Pan Shu in shock and surprise, "You...what did you say?"
Pan Shu held his cheeks with both hands and gently kissed him on the lips, "I said, I love Meng Jingyue very much."
Lu Xing and Meng Jingchi beside them had murderous looks on their faces.
Lu Xing felt very uncomfortable.
It seemed that there was only Meng Jingyue in Panshu's eyes, and Lu Xing didn't exist at all. This discovery made him feel even more uncomfortable.
Why?
Lu Xing thought confusedly and irritably.
And Meng Jingchi felt even worse.
He was the one who saved her, so why could she only see her brother? If only her brother died.
Meng Jingchi was frightened at first by this thought.
Then.
Some dark thoughts gradually took hold and grew until they destroyed him completely.
Pan Shu pretended not to notice anything unusual about Meng Jingchi.
In fact.
Meng Jingyue is much easier to coax than Meng Jingchi.
Look. Just by saying the vague "I love you very much", Meng Jingyue's strategy value was full.
She likes such obedient and well-behaved targets.
But this also means that—
Meng Jingyue has lost his value.
He was going to be abandoned.
So pitiful.
When she returned home, Panshu felt as if she was in another world.
When Xiaotao and Afu saw Panshu, their eyes were swollen like two walnuts from crying.
Ban Shu was helpless, "Okay, you two are crying so hard that my head hurts."
When Xiaotao heard this, she stopped crying.
Ah Fu had sharp eyes and spotted Meng Jingyue at a glance. He pulled Xiao Tao's sleeve, and Xiao Tao understood. Then the two of them slipped away at lightning speed.
Panshu curled her lips in amusement.
She turned around and said with a smile, "You don't look that fierce and ferocious. How come Xiao Tao and Ah Fu were scared away by you?"
"Madam, please don't make fun of me."
Meng Jingyue controlled the wheelchair and came in front of Pan Shu. The crimson at the corners of his eyes had not completely faded, and his face was pale and bloodless, as if his vitality was rapidly draining away.
He coughed softly, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"You should be the one feeling unwell, what did the doctor say?" Meng Jingyue had been through so much, it would be strange if he said he was fine.
Meng Jingyue paused.
He laughed slowly, his eyes as black as obsidian reflecting Ban Shu's voice and smile deeply, "My body has always been like this, don't let your imagination run wild."
"By the way, where is Meng Jingchi?"
The young man didn't answer, but instead asked without thinking, "How does Zhou Younong treat you?"
Pan Shu considered her tone and asked, "Why do you ask this?"
Meng Jingyue gently and politely rubbed the cracked warm jade on his waist. The feel of it was definitely not as good as before. He paused and finally let go of the jade that had been with him for several years.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
