Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

Among so many possibilities, he still did not hesitate and chose to hold her in his arms at the first moment.

If this isn't love, then what is?

He loved her with his life, so why could she not let go of that little bit of the past?

Her eyes and tone were too certain, which made Ruan Xingchen feel a little irritated.

She was not the type to meddle in other people's business, but Gu Zhao was like a deep pool. If Wu Yue stepped into it, she would most likely be doomed.

She obviously comes from a wealthy family, has outstanding education and looks, is a typical white, rich and beautiful woman, and she works so hard to do better.

Why would a girl like this risk her future for a little bit of love?

"Have you forgotten what you said?"

Ruan Xingchen's tone sank slightly as he emphasized, "Didn't you say it yourself? There are so many good men in this world, why do you have to..."

"Ms. Ruan!"

Wu Yue's eyes were filled with surprise, and then became a little cold.

She pursed her lips, her face full of tears, but she was extremely serious: "I did say that there are so many good men in this world. But the only one I want is Gu Zhao."

"I was just saying it out of anger. He's willing to risk his life for me. What kind of mistake can't be forgiven?"

Glancing at Ruan Xingchen, who looked disapproving, Wu Yue couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment on her face. She shook her head and said, "I originally thought I could be friends with Ms. Ruan, but now it seems that there's no way to force things to happen if we have different values."

"Thank you Ms. Ruan for your protection and help. I will go to your house with my brother to express my gratitude."

Her expression gradually grew distant, but she couldn't help but say, "Ms. Ruan, aren't you moved at all? Gu Zhao risked his life for me, and you're still fussing over that... How can your heart be so hard?"

The ambulance is racing against time, fighting for life against death.

The medical staff who had already gotten in the car urged her, but Wu Yue didn't wait for her response and got in the car directly.

The door closed, and with a hurried sound, the ambulance drove out of sight.

Amidst such noise, Ruan Xingchen stood alone in the bright sunlight, looking at the empty driveway.

After a long time, he pulled the corners of his mouth and revealed a self-deprecating smile.

She is the one who cares too much.

For Wu Yue, Gu Zhao's selfless protection was real, and the love was also real.

But she is just a friend with whom we don't have such a deep relationship, so if I say too much, it would seem like I am being too superficial.

Although she understood it, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

This was the scene Huo Yan saw when he came over.

His beloved wife stood alone on the deserted street, the breeze ruffling her long, ink-like hair.

She had a slender figure and was bathed in sunshine, yet she seemed a little cold and lonely.

"Madam." His throat tightened, and Huo Yan subconsciously strode forward and grasped her slightly cold hand.

After a pause, he hugged her directly into his arms, his voice soft and gentle: "What are you looking at, Madam?"

The middle-aged man was full of energy, and his body temperature was transferred to her, making her body, which had originally felt a little cold, gradually warm up.

It feels like being pulled from the ice and snow into the warm spring.

Ruan Xingchen looked up at him and subconsciously curled the corners of his lips at him: "Mr. Huo."

There was a small bruise at the corner of her mouth.

When she was fighting with some thugs, in order to protect Wu Yue behind her, one of them took advantage of the opportunity and punched her in the face.

Not very powerful.

But her skin was fair and delicate, and the bruise on it made the injury look particularly serious.

There is a bit more decadent and dilapidated beauty.

A dangerous tide of darkness rose in her cold black eyes. Huo Yan's fingertips lightly touched the corner of her lips, not daring to use force: "Madam, you are injured. Does it hurt?"

She treated him with care and respect, as if she had suffered some serious injury.

The skin at the corner of his mouth felt a little itchy when it was touched. Ruan Xingchen subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed it. When he pressed the injured area, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Be careful, madam."

Huo Yan's eyes suddenly tightened, and he grabbed her moving hands, showing a rare look of helplessness.

With his other hand, he carefully lifted her chin, looking at the bruise, not knowing where to start. He said anxiously, "Does it hurt a lot? I'll take you to the hospital."

"It's just a minor injury, it won't hurt."

Seeing his anxious and worried look, Ruan Xingchen's heart softened. She pursed her lips and smiled, "I was accidentally hit by a fist. I released most of the force when I dodged, so it didn't hurt."

The man who had a broken leg and had been able to sit in a wheelchair and talk to her with a normal expression after the operation to reattach his leg bones, felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy when faced with this small scar.

It's funny and very touching.

Damn.

Those people actually dared to hurt her.

There was a hint of blood in Huo Yan's eyes as he stared at the wound at the corner of her mouth, his heart filled with violence that had nowhere to vent.

She is always elegant and calm, spending every day neither hurriedly nor slowly, with a beautiful posture.

He had felt the urge to destroy her countless times, wanting her to change her expression for him, wanting her to cry and beg for mercy, and revealing his unique beauty.