Ugly, terrifying, shocking, and horrific, these words are not enough to describe Gu Liangyan's right hand, which was once called the "Hand of God."
This was also the first time that Li Jingyuan took it seriously and saw Gu Liangyan's wounds with his own eyes. He knew that she had committed self-mutilation, and he also knew that her right hand must be scarred. But when it came to his eyes like this without any cover-up, he said no in his heart.
The shock is fake.
Seeing the shock in the man's eyes, Gu Liangyan seemed not happy enough. Her scar was still bleeding. It was time to add another cut to her fantasy and hope.
Every word, I swear to completely shatter the man's fantasy.
"My right hand is already crippled. It was broken several times and then re-sutured. Being able to feel now is God's last mercy for me."
The man frowned, remembering that she unconsciously slashed her right wrist with a utility knife under surveillance, and his heart felt like millions of ants gnawing at it. Gu Liangyan, who was once so proud, a great designer who was once proud of his right hand,
Now, I don’t even have the courage to reinstate myself.
Did he destroy her? It was because he ruthlessly sent her to prison when she was pregnant, so the stressed-out Gu Liangyan suffered from depression, which became worse from then on.
However, she is a "murderer". Shouldn't going to jail be the price a murderer must get?
Li Jingyuan lowered his distracted eyes, sorted out his troubled thoughts, and returned to his aloof demeanor. His calm eyes looked straight at Gu Liangyan, and his sharp gaze directly penetrated her heart.
At the moment, he is the big boss of the group, the mythical figure who continues to be the most wealthy Li family in Anyang.
"I have told you long ago that your talent for design has never been in your right hand that is good at painting! It is in your brain, which is called creative inspiration and talent. And this cannot be eliminated by deliberate destruction.
It lives in your brain all the time."
Gu Liangyan's eyes suddenly became very complicated when she looked at the man. She wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
Is he affirming her?
No, no, this feeling is so strange. He is Li Jingyuan, the Li Jingyuan who always sneers and shows disdain no matter how much he expresses his sincerity!
She was indifferent and still shook her head.
"I won't go. The design talent belongs to the proud and flamboyant eldest daughter of the Gu family four years ago, not to me, Gu Liangyan. Don't worry, I can think of ways to make money without you deliberately giving me charity. And every time I earn
Every penny spent will be clean and you will have no regrets.”
"But you are An'er's mother, and An'er's mother is a great designer and creator."
Suddenly, a small warm force swept over her pretended to be strong heart.
I don't know when Gu An came over. He clenched his mother's right hand distressedly, his little eyes filled with water.
Covering up other thoughts, she faced the child and said softly: "What's wrong, An'er, are the cartoons gone? Why are you here?"
Her right hand habitually covered her wrist with a ribbon. She tried to disrupt the child's sight and continued to assume that An'er didn't know about it because she couldn't see it.