Li Jingyuan tightened his arms forcefully and breathed a deep sigh of relief, "Gu Liangyan, neither you nor An'er can leave me without my permission. You know you hate me, as long as you and An'er are fine,
I promise you that I will never harass you. I will wait and keep waiting. I believe that one day, you will forgive me and the three of us will live happily together."
When Yanrou heard Li Jingyuan's words, she felt jealous and gritted her teeth. She obviously had a similar face to that woman, so why did the man's eyes always only stay on Gu Liangyan?!
Li Jingyuan saw the woman in his arms was silent. He gently held her shoulders and looked directly at her, "It's great that you are still here."
Yanrou almost got burned by the man's hot eyes, but she finally got her wish, even though this look didn't belong to her at all.
Yanrou, who was displeased a second ago because Li Jingyuan mistook her for Gu Liangyan, now laughed happily and looked at Li Jingyuan lovingly.
"Jing Yuan."
Yan Rou stretched out her hand and hugged the man actively, her expression was intoxicated, her eyes were shining with the light of obsession, and she imitated Gu Liangyan's voice and called out.
Li Jingyuan felt Yan Rou's touch, his body trembled, his expression suddenly changed, and the stars in his eyes instantly disappeared.
He pushed the woman in front of him away angrily, "You are not Gu Liangyan!"
Li Jingyuan shook his head violently and looked at his hands with disgust, hating himself for mistaking Yan Rou for Gu Liangyan in the dark.
"Jing Yuan, I am Gu Liangyan, are you..."
Seeing the disgust in the man's eyes, Yan Rou stamped her feet fiercely, but still refused to give up. She raised her hand and held Li Jingyuan's hand with a look on her face, but was thrown away by Li Jingyuan and fell to the ground in a panic.
"roll!"
Like an angry lion, Li Jingyuan looked at Yan Rou with scarlet eyes, roared angrily, and threw his hand against the bed in disgust. The needle was pulled out due to the man's violent movement, and blood silently fell on the quilt from the back of his hand.
It stung Yanrou's eyes.
"Li Jingyuan, do you dislike me so much? Gu Liangyan is dead! She is dead!"
Yanrou pushed her body up hard and looked at Li Jingyuan angrily. Why? Is she worse than a dead person?!
"Get out! Get out!"
Li Jingyuan squinted his eyes, and there was a look of cold cruelty in his eyes, which was cold-blooded and ruthless, making people shudder.
The man's voice made Yan Rou tremble, and with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and left the ward.
Liang Qiao, who came after hearing the sound, didn't even bother to pay attention to Yan Rou's expression. He strode into the ward and saw Li Jingyuan's injured right hand again. He frowned forbearingly and hurriedly treated the man's wound.
"Hammer the wall, smash the bed, what are you going to do next time?"
Liang Qiao intensified the movements of his hands as if in warning, and deliberately teased, with pain and sadness flashing in his eyes.
A wounded hand is easy to heal, but a wounded heart is difficult to heal. Although he is a doctor, he cannot heal a man's wounded heart after all.
Li Jingyuan was quiet and silent. There was neither anger nor sadness in his cold eyes, and he looked numb, giving people a strange feeling.
"If you still want this hand, don't let it get hurt again."
Liang Qiao shook her head helplessly and continued her movements. The empty ward was so quiet that it was suffocating.
"Sir, Miss Yan's phone number."
The old housekeeper handed the phone to Mr. Li and sighed secretly when he saw the photos of Gu Liangyan and Gu An on the table.