Enraged

If Meng Nianyao had a knife in her hand, she would have stabbed Meng Haotian's heart! However, she couldn't. Death was too easy. She wanted Meng Haotian to suffer the consequences of his own actions!

"Gu Wencheng…" Meng Nianyao grabbed Gu Wencheng's hand. The moment she touched it, she realized how cold her palm was.

"I'm here." Gu Wencheng held Meng Nianyao's hand, and the look in his eyes gave Meng Nianyao the illusion that he was very gentle. He said, "Don't be afraid. I'll help you."

Meng Nianyao clenched her fists, and her eyes flashed with passion. No one had ever said such things to her, not even Meng Haotian…

After taking a deep breath, Meng Nianyao turned to look at President Zhang and Meng Haotian. She could clearly see the uneasiness in their eyes, especially Meng Haotian. Seeing his uneasy look, she felt a sense of revenge.

Meng Nianyao looked into Meng Haotian's eyes. Under his anxious gaze, she said, "They didn't do anything to me. It's all a misunderstanding."

As if he hadn't expected Meng Nianyao to say that, President Zhang and Meng Haotian were surprised.

"Let's go." Meng Nianyao pulled Gu Wencheng's arm. Gu Wencheng stared at her for a few seconds before walking out quickly.

Ping Yang looked at Gu Wencheng's back and then at Meng Nianyao. She wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Nianyao…" When Meng Nianyao walked to the door, Meng Haotian suddenly said, "Don't you still love me?" His tone was filled with great confidence. Although it was a question, his tone was very certain.

Meng Nianyao stopped in her tracks and continued walking.

At this time, Gu Wencheng was no longer in the corridor. Thinking of his legs, Meng Nianyao couldn't help but quicken her pace. When they reached the dining room upstairs, the platform called and said that they had gone back to their room.

Meng Nianyao grunted in acknowledgment and slowed down her footsteps. She stayed outside for a while before taking the elevator back.

In the hotel room, Meng Nianyao saw Gu Wencheng sitting on the sofa with a laptop in front of him. He was probably working. He did not even lift his head when he heard her footsteps.

Meng Nianyao could understand. If she were in Gu Wencheng's shoes today, she would also be angered to death. Perhaps in Gu Wencheng's heart, she was probably a fool who was blinded by love. Why was he still protecting Meng Haotian?

Meng Nianyao smiled and rubbed the back of her neck where Meng Haotian had struck her. She wasn't good at communicating with people, especially after Gu Wencheng's cold aura. She didn't know what to say or how to break the silence. She stood in the living room for about 30 seconds. Seeing that Gu Wencheng didn't care about her, she planned to go back to the bedroom. But before she left, her eyes swept over Gu Wencheng's injured leg.

Gu Wencheng was wearing a pair of trousers, so nothing could be seen from the outside. However, Meng Nianyao noticed that his leg was a little stiff. She turned on the light in the living room, bent over, and pulled up Gu Wencheng's trousers.

Gu Wencheng reacted and subconsciously pulled back his leg. "What are you doing?"

Meng Nianyao held him down and checked the wound. Sure enough, the scab had opened again. The stitches were red and swollen. Meng Nianyao touched it lightly with the back of her hand. It was hot.

"The wound is inflamed."

"It's fine." "Go rest," Gu Wencheng said coldly. With that, he stood up and was about to leave.

Meng Nianyao didn't stop him and watched as Gu Wencheng limped to the dining room and sat down. She squatted for a while, then got up and went back to the bedroom. However, in less than five minutes, she came out with a coat. "Gu Wencheng, your wound is inflamed. We need to go to the hospital."

"No need. Go rest and don't disturb me."

"I said to go to the hospital."

Gu Wencheng ignored her and frowned impatiently.

Meng Nianyao wasn't good at coaxing people, but Gu Wencheng had saved her today. If he hadn't come, the consequences would have been… She did not dare to think about it. With the thought of taking care of the patient and her savior, she coaxed him nicely. "Gu Wencheng, your wound is inflamed and very serious. Can we go to the hospital to get it treated?"

Gu Wencheng remained silent.

Meng Nianyao called his name patiently. "Gu Wencheng… Gu Wencheng?"

Suddenly, Gu Wencheng pulled Meng Nianyao over and kissed her lips. There was an unknown fire in his heart! It didn't feel like a kiss, but more like venting fire.