Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

In the real world.

Jiang Wanqing slowly opened her eyes.

She raised her hand and pulled out the electrodes from her head.

Jiang Wanqing's face turned pale with pain, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

At this moment, her head felt like it was being hit by a hammer or burned by burning lava.

The piercing pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow and hit the skull.

Indescribable pain was running through her nerve endings, trying to tear her into pieces.

Jiang Wanqing propped herself up from the bed.

The pale face met Liu Mei's moist peach blossom eyes.

Liu Mei's hand slowly reached out, trembling slightly, and gently wiped away Jiang Wanqing's tears.

She couldn't tell whether the marks on Jiang Wanqing's face were tears or sweat.

Liu Mei had never been so broken down as she was at this moment, tears streaming down her face.

"Wanqing...I'm sorry."

Liu Mei stumbled and fell due to exhaustion, kneeling on her knees beside Jiang Wanqing's bed, covering her face with her hands and crying bitterly.

"I...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

As much as she hated Jiang Wanqing before, she feels as guilty now.

Liu Mei has been secretly guarding against Jiang Wanqing as if she were a thief.

She felt that Jiang Wanqing was ungrateful, that Jiang Wanqing was not worthy of her son, and that Jiang Wanqing was just trying to curry favor with the powerful.

That's why Liu Mei has been making things difficult for Jiang Wanqing.

She wished Jiang Wanqing would die in that fire.

But when she saw Jiang Wanqing lying on the hospital bed with electrodes stuck in her head, enduring great pain and trying to wake up Gu Shiche.

Only then did she understand.

Both of them, like kittens, love each other purely and sincerely.

Liu Mei tried it.

She couldn't hold the device on her head for more than three seconds.

But Jiang Wanqing kept pushing her limits. Her teeth bit her lips and her heart rate rose, but she still persisted.

Liu Mei has never loved anyone, nor has she ever been loved by anyone.

She could never understand what kind of feelings existed between the two of them, why they were willing to hold each other's hands even when facing life and death.

She guessed.

There was a hollow space in Gu Shiche's heart, with a cold wind blowing inwards, shattering even his soul.

She guessed.

Jiang Wanqing was just the person who could fill the void in his soul and inject the warmth that should have belonged to the sun into it.

People spend their entire lives searching for their one and only soul mate in the vast sea of people.

Some people are as unfortunate as her. They wander around the world and end up with nothing.

Some people are lucky and meet him on their way downstairs to the convenience store to buy instant noodles.

"Wanqing..." Liu Mei knelt on the ground and covered her eyes with her hands.

After a moment, she raised her red and swollen eyes, mist lingering in them.

"You...don't have to worry about the rest."

"The killer who hit your car that day has been found, and I also know the real culprit behind it."

Liu Mei slowly wiped away her tears, held onto the edge of the bed, and stood up with difficulty.

She almost lost her balance in her high heels, and Jiang Wanqing supported her.

Liu Mei's eyes were red and swollen, but her pupils were extremely clear.

"Let me handle the bloody matters."

"By the way, I asked someone abroad to find a new device."

"They say the new device is less painful and more stable."

The main construction cost of that new equipment was 60 billion, and the subsequent maintenance costs are even more expensive, which is even more expensive than burning money.

Liu Mei felt a pain in her heart.

But now the Gu family still needs her to hold on, at least until Gu Shiche wakes up.

The Gu family is now like a lamb surrounded by hungry wolves.

As soon as there is a slight flaw, the hungry wolves will pounce on you and bite you until even your bones are broken into pieces.

"There's something going on at the group that I need to take care of. Be well with you and Tokitoshi."

Her high heels made a powerful clicking sound as they stepped on the hospital floor.

Jiang Wanqing nodded, her throat unable to speak.

Liu Mei turned around and looked at Gu Shiche, who was in a vegetative state, with red eyes.

She twisted her neck, her red skirt fluttering like fire, and she walked out of the ward carrying her Hermès bag.

Jiang Wanqing looked at Liu Mei's receding figure, and a trace of doubt arose in her heart.

Liu Mei's concern for Gu Shiche has gone beyond what a stepmother should do.

Only Jiang Wanqing and Gu Shiche were left in the ward.

She got out of bed, walked to Gu Shiche, bent down and kissed his lips.

"Let me catch my breath, I'll come to you right away."

Gu Shiche didn't react at all.

In his consciousness, Gu Shiche was searching for her afterimage alone.

......

[An office building in the capital]

"Let me in!"

"Mrs. Gu, you can't enter without an appointment! Please don't make things difficult for me!"

"Get out of the way, or I'll hit you with my bag!"

"Mrs. Gu! This is the CEO's office. If you force your way in, I'll have to call security."

In front of them, several bodyguards stood at the door, blocking the way of Liu Mei and her group.

Liu Mei snorted coldly, clasped her hands across her chest, and raised her chin.

"Okay, that's how you want to play, right?"

Then, she came with her Hermès Birkin bags, one after another, and knocked them down.

The 10cm stiletto heels gave them another hard kick, hitting the vital points, causing the bodyguards to scream in pain.

This Madam Gu...is her fighting power so high?!

Liu Mei casually combed her long wavy hair and spoke in a lazy voice.

"Sorry, before I got married, my family ran a martial arts school, so I know a little bit about fighting and kicking."

Liu Mei kicked the person lying on the ground and screaming, and pushed open the door of the president's office.

Song Wenyao sat nonchalantly on the leather sofa, his eyes fixed on Liu Mei's face.

"I heard the noise outside a long time ago. Madam Gu is faster than I thought."

Song Wenyao is the cold-blooded father who abandoned Song Churan in an orphanage. He is a sinister and vicious father.

Liu Mei snorted coldly and asked her men to bring a cylindrical object wrapped in white cloth and throw it directly onto the coffee table in front of Song Wenyao.

The white cloth spread out, revealing a stump of a finger covered in black blood and dust.

There was a faint black totem tattooed on the skin of the stumped finger, which was the symbol of a mysterious killer organization.

"Song Wenyao, are you trying to hide this from the world?"

"Do you really think the Gu family is deserted? You actually hired a killer!"

Liu Mei stared at him intently, her eyes sharp.

Song Wenyao remained unmoved and even gave a wicked smile.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"When Madam Gu arrived, she beat up my bodyguard, broke into my office, and threw some disgusting things on my desk."

"The Gu family's way of treating others is truly well-deserved."

Song Wenyao's face was gloomy, and he waved his hand, signaling his men to throw away the broken finger on the table.

"I advise Madam Gu to keep a low profile. If the Gu family goes bankrupt, you will be retaliated by your enemies."

"Especially for a beautiful woman like you, your end will be very miserable, worse than death."

Song Wenyao raised the corners of his mouth, his tone calm.

He had no intention of hiding the fact that he had killed Gu Shiche, so Liu Mei would naturally be able to find him quickly.

Liu Mei sneered, looking at his arrogant look, staring at him with cold eyes.

"It seems that Mr. Song has grown old and has forgotten some of the past. Do you want me to help you recall it?"

"For example, the story of a poor boy who has a crush on a rich girl."

Song Wenyao's face instantly darkened and he clenched his fists tightly.

"That's enough, don't say any more."