How many loves can be relived in the story of a devoted CEO pursuing his wife?

The sudden beam of light illuminated the interior of the carriage as bright as day.

The woman slumped into her seat, tears streaming silently down her face. She clutched her abdomen with both hands, her ashen face etched with an unbearable sorrow.

Li Songze's heart clenched suddenly.

His gaze drifted downwards, and he saw blood slowly trickling down her inner thigh towards her ankle. Each drop fell onto the fine leather, each one striking Li Songze's heart like a hammer blow.

"Does it hurt a lot?" He clenched his fist.

Liu Sisi's eyes were vacant, as if the whole world had collapsed at that moment.

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

"Leave me alone."

"Quick... where's Adong?"

"He'll be alright, he'll be alright...right?"

That faint, breathy sound was filled with pain and despair.

Li Songze hurriedly looked around, trying to find another figure.

His breathing became heavy, and he felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness and unease, his hands trembling slightly involuntarily.

Soon, those sharp, hawk-like eyes locked onto their target amidst the chaos.

The man lay on the road, his posture somewhat contorted, surrounded by a mess, seemingly seriously injured.

Something was burning hot in her eyes, as if it would burst through Li Songze's bright black eyes at any moment.

His heart pounded wildly, and despite clenching his teeth, his voice trembled slightly. "I saw him, Sisi, don't be afraid... everything will be alright, I'm going to find him right now..."

Ignoring the danger, Li Songze pushed open the seemingly heavy car door without hesitation and ran quickly toward the unconscious Lin Xuedong.

His steps were hurried and heavy, each step feeling as if it were treading on his own heart.

"Ah Dong! Ah Dong!" Reaching Lin Xuedong's side, he immediately knelt down and picked him up, his movements gentle yet urgent, trying to check his injuries. "Ah Dong, wake up! Wake up!"

The man's face was covered with fine shards of glass, the sharp fragments deeply embedded in his skin. Blood flowed from his mouth and wounds, instantly dissolved by the relentless rain, making it impossible to distinguish between rainwater and blood.

The clothes were torn in several places, and the tattered fabric fluttered in the wind, revealing obvious abrasions and bruises on the exposed skin.

Even worse, he was shot in the left scapula.

The wound had become a bloody mess, with thick liquid constantly oozing out, staining the suit fabric red—a truly horrifying sight.

Li Songze choked up; the rain kept pelting them, bringing immense anxiety and helplessness.

My brain is working at high speed, and all sorts of thoughts are intertwined in my mind.

Finally, he looked up at the night sky, where the helicopter beams swept back and forth, illuminating the mess on the bridge in a clear light.

In this stormy weather, it seemed so distant...

"Adong! Adong! Don't sleep! Think of Sisi and the children, they are waiting for you!" Li Songze gritted his teeth and gently patted Lin Xuedong's pale face, trying to wake him up.

From childhood, Lin Xuedong was the smartest among his brothers. He didn't have the spoiled air of a rich young master; instead, he exuded a mischievous and clever spirit, just as cunning and scheming as Xie Zhanming.

After growing up and entering the business world, he relied on his genuine talent and lofty ambitions to shine brightly in his field and achieve remarkable success.

As far as society is concerned, he has made considerable contributions to the business world and shouldered significant responsibilities.

He devoted himself to fulfilling his filial duties to his family, showing them great care and concern.

He always puts friendship first and treats his friends with sincerity.

As for love...

Li Songze looked again at the already battered Maybach, his brows furrowing tightly as if he had a knot that he could never untie.

The words Liu Sisi once said involuntarily came to mind.

She said: He may not be a perfect husband, but he is always the man who will stand firmly by my side no matter what happens.

Facing his lifeless brother, Li Songze truly felt for the first time how fragile and vulnerable life could be.

A dull ache lingered in my heart.

Just how much does Lin Xuedong love that woman in the car?

For her sake, he disregarded his own life and put himself in danger more than once.

"Ah Dong! Ah Dong! Wake up..."

Suddenly, he felt a weight on his wrist. Then, he felt his sleeve being squeezed tightly, so tightly that water was even seeping out of it.

Li Songze blinked hard and finally saw the man he once admired slightly open his eyes.

His eyes welled up with tears, and he chuckled softly, "Can you hold on?"

"I won't die." Lin Xuedong forced a smile, trying to flash a smug grin, but the movement aggravated his wound, causing him to gasp sharply: "Hiss..."

"..."

"Where's Sisi? How is she?"

Li Songze gave a wry smile, shook his head slightly, then lifted his sleeve and carefully wiped away the blood that kept flowing from the corner of his mouth. "She is very strong, so you must not be the one to break down first."

"Hmm." Lin Xuedong tried to move, but excruciating pain shot through every part of his body, causing him to furrow his brow. "Old Wen... find the earphones, quickly take Sisi to the hospital, she's pregnant..."

He used all his strength to say those words.

At this moment, his greatest concern was for Liu Sisi and the child in her womb. Even knowing that his injuries were serious, he remained focused on the safety of the mother and child.

Three minutes later, the helicopter slowly descended like a roaring steel behemoth.

The rainwater on the bridge was instantly swirled up and thrown into the air, then fell back down in a flurry, forming curtains of water that made a "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sound, which mingled with the roar of the helicopter and echoed across the empty bridge.

Meanwhile, police cars and ambulances arrived at the scene one after another.

Liu Sisi had already lost consciousness before she was carried onto the helicopter.

“Ah Dong—”

The smog, like a thick gray curtain, slowly dissipated.

Liu Sisi found herself on that bridge shrouded in an eerie atmosphere.

She hugged her arms tightly, trying to gain some warmth. She hunched her shoulders and moved with difficulty.

There was no one around, only the howling river wind, like the roar of a demon from the depths of darkness. Her skirt fluttered wildly in the air, making a "whoosh" sound as it struggled against the gale.

Gazing at the seemingly endless bridge, Liu Sisi ignored the fear and helplessness that made her unable to act and shouted with all her might, "Adong, where are you?"

The sound echoed on the empty bridge, only to be quickly dispersed by the river wind, leaving only a faint lingering echo.

Memories flooded back like a tidal wave; the terrifying sounds of the accident, the violent collisions, and the shouts of people all seemed to explode right next to my ears.

Tears instantly blurred her vision, making her appear completely unresponsive. She dared not pause for a moment, her heart filled with panic and anxiety.

We don't know the extent of Lin Xuedong's injuries, or whether he has been rescued.

Thinking about all this, Liu Sisi felt as if her heart was being gnawed at by countless ants, the pain unbearable.

“Ah Dong—, Ah Dong—”

Suddenly, a powerful engine roar rang out from behind Liu Sisi, shattering the previous silence.

Liu Sisi instinctively shrank back and quickly turned around. In that instant, her pupils dilated.

A red Ferrari was sprinting at full speed, hurtling straight toward her like an arrow released from a bow...

"Liu Sisi! Go to hell!!!"

In the driver's seat, Zeng Ziyan stared at the slender, petite woman in front of him, his eyes gleaming with excitement and bloodlust.

Her face was contorted, her voice shrill and vicious: "Go, go, Liu Sisi, let's see who can save you now?! You country bumpkin! Go die!"