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Once a beautiful Love Castle, it has been tortured by reality into a desolate empty city. When we stepped into the castle, we were filled with hope, but when the time came for us to leave this castle, we had to pay the price of excruciating pain. Yet we still pretended to be strong, smiling at the crowd outside the walls: "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt at all!" Even when the heartache made breathing difficult, even when we were covered in wounds, this is life! In the face of cruel reality, our humble lives are as insignificant as ants, silently enduring. Because if there comes a time when we cannot even comfort ourselves, what is the meaning of living?
Yuan Mufang bowed his head in despair, his hands deeply buried in his thick hair. On the pure white marble, ripples suddenly spread out one after another. Regret? Reluctance? Or sadness? At this moment, Yuan Mufang's tears appeared to Shen Qingyou like the wolf saved by Dong Guo Mr. If you soften your heart now, you will be doomed in the future!
Yuan Mufang truly regretted deeply; he never expected that today, Shen Qingyou could be so ruthless. Here he was, shedding tears in front of her. As a dignified man standing seven feet tall, he resorted to such a despicable tactic to win back a woman's heart. He was truly at his wit's end! However, at this moment, it seemed that this tactic had failed to move her heart at all. So now, what was it that she cared about most? His eyes inadvertently drifted past the door of the operating room where the surgical lights were still on. A barely perceptible smile instantly crept up his brow before disappearing without a trace!
"Serene, divorce is not just our matter; I think we should tell our parents. What do you think?"
With a crack, his already shattered heart was marked with another new scar. The once beautiful love now seemed utterly pathetic. Shen Qingyou's lips curled slightly upward, revealing an incredibly cold smile. The gentle woman who had shone like sunlight just days ago now resembled a Hellish Asura. Her icy gaze sent chills deep within him. Shen Qingyou fixed that gaze squarely on Yuan Mufang and then spoke without a hint of emotion: "From the very beginning of our acquaintance, you have always been the winner. And now you have won again, but this only makes me look down on you even more!" She stood up indifferently and took a few steps before stopping abruptly without turning back, as if addressing the air: "Yuan Mufang, you are already dead in my heart!"
The determined figure leaving was gradually elongated by the light. The tears at the corners of her eyes had yet to dry, but Yuan Mufang remained lost in thought over her last words after she left. The hatred in his heart spread little by little. That night, hadn’t Serene already forgiven him? Why did she suddenly become so resolute after last night? Was it because... because...
Yuan Mufang lifted his head and glared maliciously at the tall man nearby who was closely watching them. His fists clenched tightly, knuckles turning white; he had already convinced himself that this man—whose name he didn’t even know—was instigating things. Damn...
"What’s wrong with you?" Qing Cang asked with concern as he blocked Shen Qingyou. Her face was as pale as paper, but her lips were bright red and even showed traces of blood; clear bite marks were still visible on them. What was this woman doing? Was she self-harming?
"Damn it," a low growl escaped from deep within Qing Cang, and then ignoring Mother Shen's surprised gaze behind him, he forcefully pushed the dazed Shen Qingyou against the wall. Her back slammed against the cold surface with pain; she frowned slightly and looked confusedly at the furious man before her. But her unfocused gaze never settled on his face. Did this woman even know what she was doing?
Qing Cang grabbed her shoulders and shook her vigorously. Under his forceful shaking, Shen Qingyou swayed like a kite with a broken string but showed no expression of pain.
"You... let her go..."
"Yoh yoh..."
"Mother Shen's" voice sounded urgent as "Yuan Mufang" rushed in from a distance. "Mother Shen" tried to pry "Qing Shao's" hand away but lacked the strength. Who was this man? What was his relationship with "Youyou"? At that moment, "Mother Shen" felt both angry and anxious, tears streaming down her face. "Let her go... please, let her go!"
The protective instinct made "Mother Shen" bite down on "Qing Cang's" arm without regard for her identity, but "Qing Cang" didn't even flinch. If this woman in front of him couldn't regain her composure, the consequences would be unimaginable!
"Qing Cang" looked worriedly at "Shen Qingyou," whose gaze was becoming increasingly unfocused. Her face had turned from pale to a deep crimson, red enough to be alarming. "Shen Qingyou, Shen Qingyou, wake up, wake up..."
"You let her go!" "Yuan Mufang" stepped forward, trying to pry open "Qing Cang's" arm as well, but was viciously pushed away by "Qing Cang." He stumbled and would have fallen to the ground if not for the wall behind him.
"Get away from me," "Qing Cang" glared at the disheveled "Yuan Mufang," then picked up "Shen Qingyou" in a horizontal hold. Seeing that "Qing Cang" intended to take "Serene" away, both "Mother Shen" and "Yuan Mufang" grabbed onto him tightly. Soon after, "Yuan Mufang" and "Qing Cang" were exchanging blows.
"Stop it, you two stop it..."
While holding onto "Shen Qingyou," "Qing Cang" did not back down from the punches thrown by "Yuan Mufang." On the contrary, "Yuan Mufang," due to his unstable center of gravity, stumbled several times. Meanwhile, "Mother Shen," watching anxiously, called out, “Youyou, Youyou, what’s wrong? What’s wrong?”
The commotion caught the attention of the nurses at the Nurse Station. They quickly grabbed their walkie-talkies to call for security. The security guards arrived hastily and confronted "Qing Cang." “Grab him! I want to report him! I want to report him…” The fallen "Yuan Mufang" looked utterly disheveled, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. Compared to him, "Qing Cang" appeared like a messenger from hell; his cold gaze swept over everyone present. “Those who stand in my way will die!”
In today's society where the rule of law is well established, such arrogant words sent shivers through the onlookers. Although it didn't mean actual death, they all knew that trying to stop this man would likely come at a steep price.
“Don’t worry; I’m here!” With one hand free, "Qing Cang" patted the restless "Shen Qingyou." Her eyes had rolled back, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. While these people continued to struggle with him, the blood vessels in his narrow eyes began to redden. Just as he intended to forcefully leave, a spray of blood erupted from "Shen Qingyou's" mouth. His face and body were splattered with her bright red blood. Everyone was completely stunned by this scene before them; the shocking red blossomed on his white shirt in a mesmerizing way. Slowly, “Shen Qingyou” opened her eyes... gradually... slowly “Qing Cang's” outline came into view for her. Confused and frightened by what she saw in “Qing Cang,” she stammered, “You... you…”
“It’s okay; it’s okay…”
“Qing Cang” took a deep breath; his previously tense heart finally relaxed. He elegantly pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped away the blood from his face while offering a warm smile to “Shen Qingyou.”
What kind of man is this? Just a second ago, he was like a Hellish Asura, but now he feels as warm as a spring breeze. However, this warmth seems to be directed solely at the woman he holds in his arms.
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