The old man walked over angrily, "What kind of decent thing is it!"

"Grandpa, I know you don't like me, but this is my relationship with Shaocheng."

Ren Ran's eyes passed through the crowd. Although it was a bit concealed, she could clearly see Ling Nuanqing's face. She was not here to compete for favor, nor was she arguing because she couldn't accept the fact that Ling Shaocheng got married. She was here to fight to the death.

Why?

She was hidden by him as a shameful person. He couldn't walk around and even the way he wanted to escape was blocked. Ling Nuanqing was not sure. After she made such a fuss, Mr. Ling and Ni Lei could not tolerate her even more, but what if she endured it? It seemed that they gave her a way out now. Is there any?

Ling Shaocheng's attention was all on her hands, and blood was still coming out, so something must happen.

"Nannuan, I'll send you to the hospital first."

"Is there someone to give it to me?" Ling Nuanqing sneered, "Don't you give it to me in person?"

"Okay, come down and I'll take you to the hospital."

Ni Lei, who was standing next to her, gritted her teeth and held her neatly trimmed nails. She was not sure whether Ling Shaocheng was a delaying plan or to be honest, but if he really left her here alone, she would be the most sad joke.

"Shaocheng?"

Ling Shaocheng didn't even look at her, "Shut up."

His eyes were full of Ling Nuanqing, and the pain in his eyes was not concealed even in front of Ni Lei. "Nannuan, come here quickly."

"Can I still believe you? You said you wouldn't marry me, and you said you were just having sex with Miss Ni, but you didn't even tell me when you were going to get married."

The surroundings were even more intense, and Ni's mother was so angry that she sat on the chair, her legs were weak.

The old man called someone over and asked them to go up and pull Ling Nuanqing down, but Ling Shaocheng was ruthless. "Who dares to move around!"

"The fourth brother!" Mr. Ling couldn't stop him anymore and shouted at the crowd. What else could Ling Chengxian do? This girl looked like she was red and she couldn't do anything to give herself a knife.

"Grandpa," Ling Chengxian walked to the old man and wanted to pull him back to the seat. "Don't calm down, what a good thing your eldest grandson gets married, eat a candy."

Mr. Ling saw that he was trying to choke him to death, "Take her down!"

The blood on Ling Nuanqing's arm dripped into the red carpet, leaving a few wet marks. Ling Shaocheng's eyes were blushed. He walked forward, and she held the microphone tightly and stepped back.

Ling Shaocheng jumped onto the stage, and Ling Nuanqing pointed his hand holding the pencil sharpener at him.

"Nannuan, I promise you everything, as long as you follow me to the hospital."

Ling Nuanqing blurted out, wanting him to let her go, but she knew that this was a dream.

Ling Shaocheng moved his finger lightly, and if he continued to waste like this, he would not have been shocked. "Don't you want this to alarm your mother, right? If she knew that you had run away, what would you let her think?"

Ling Nuanqing had a moment of hesitation, but it just flashed by, "No one except myself, knows how urgent I want to get rid of your heart."

"If you dare to hurt yourself again, or if something happens to you here today, do you believe it or not, I will bring a bunch of people to bury you?"

"Do you think I care?"

"Yes, you don't care!" Ling Shaocheng was cruel, even his eyes were cold. "Your mother has been looking for you for more than ten years, and it seems that it's a waste of time. If you are about to die, I will send her down to accompany you. Let's just reunite your family of three."

"Ling Shaocheng!"

Ren Ran saw someone quietly coming behind Ling Nuanqing. Her lips squirmed, but she still didn't shout. After all, something would happen if she stayed here like this.

Ling Nuanqing's right arm was captured. Seeing this, Ling Shaocheng quickly stepped forward and locked her in his arms.

The man snatched the small pencil sharpener over, and Ling Shaocheng dragged her out with a tough move.

Ni Lei ran forward with her wedding skirt in her hands and stood in front of them, "Shaocheng."

Ni Songchang also came over with a calm face. Ling Shaocheng's suit was covered with blood, and more and more people gathered together, blocking the road ahead of them.

"I'll be back soon."

This is what Ling Shaocheng said in person. Ling Nuanqing was held by him, and the pain was reviving, and the tense nerves became more sensitive.

Ni Lei didn't know if she wanted to believe Ling Shaocheng's words, "Can you let someone send her there?"

"The auspicious time has not arrived yet, so I have time to change my clothes."

"Shaocheng," Ni Songchang put his hand on Ni Lei's shoulder as he spoke, signaling her to calm her emotions, "You should know what day it is, and how many pairs of eyes are staring at you and me. I don't ask about your private affairs, but you can't lose your sense of justice."

Ling Shaocheng hugged Ling Nuanqing's shoulders tightly. If he was cruel, he would push her directly to the assistant beside him, but he couldn't do it.

Ni Lei watched him take people away, and she wore high heels to follow her.

"Leilee, go back to the lounge and wait."

"uncle--"

Ni Songchang glanced at her, "He will come back."

Ling Shaocheng took Ling Nuanqing out, and there were people inside and outside the hotel. Ling Nuanqing couldn't keep up with his steps and his legs were weak, so he simply picked her up.

The driver parked the car at the door of the hotel and did not dare to move. The assistant ran in front of Ling Shaocheng and opened the door of the rear seat.

"Quick, go to the nearest hospital."

Ling Nuan's blue lips turned white and her face became even whiter. At this time, she was held in her arms by Ling Shaocheng. Her shoulders trembled with smile, "What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of?"

"What do you think you can change when you come here like this?"

"Yes, I can't change it," Ling Nuanqing stretched out his blood-stained right hand to Ling Shaocheng and held the collar of his shirt. "I'm just timid and afraid of death, otherwise I will make you forget this wedding for life."

Ling Shaocheng's mouth was pursed tightly, and Ling Nuanqing put his hand on his mouth again. The man barely opened his face, and the bloody ideas at the corner of his mouth were also smeared.

"Ling Nuanqing!"

He bit out a few words, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he could do with her.

Ling Nuanqing gently held the injured palm. She couldn't accept it, but she was locked up so tightly that she needed to use herself as a bet to test Ling Shaocheng's bottom line again and again. Once she reached the edge of his bottom line, she would give him a fatal blow without hesitation.

Ling Nuanqing was soon taken to the hospital emergency room. Ling Shaocheng carried her to the hospital bed, and the sound of messy footsteps sounded at the door.

She was a little confused and her eyes were unable to open by the lights. Ling Shaocheng's face looked particularly cold against the bright red background.

The doctor came over to check her wounds and said she would deal with them quickly.
Chapter completed!