In Nancheng, at the He family's engagement reception, there were two women who looked somewhat similar standing in front of the champagne tower.

"Sister, today is my engagement reception with Zihan, I hope you don't mess around. ”

Gu Qingjun's eyes looked at the half-sister in front of him worriedly, because he knew her too well, and he was very uncertain in his heart.

"Gu Qingjun, who do you think He Zihan cares more about if both of us fall to the ground?"

Gu Shuyao looked at Gu Qingjun provocatively, with delicate makeup and a white face, but with a vicious smile that did not match it.

Gu Qingjun frowned slightly, she didn't understand what Gu Shuyao's words meant, but at this moment, her arm was suddenly clenched hard by Gu Shuyao, and before she could react, she saw Gu Shuyao's entire body fall towards the champagne tower violently.

Gu Qingjun didn't have time to react at all, and poured into the champagne tower with Gu Shuyao, and the champagne in the wine glass fell to the ground with the impact of the two bodies, making a crisp and piercing sound.

Gu Qingjun was directly cut through her body by a knife-like shard of glass, the cold liquid penetrated the thin fabric and stuck to her skin, and warm blood flowed out of the wound.

With a crisp sound, everyone's eyes were focused on the two women who had fallen on the broken glass.

"Shu Yao!"

There was an anxious shout from the crowd, and He Zihan, who was originally talking to someone, quickly ran to Gu Shuyao's side...

"Sister, who do you think he cares about more?"

Gu Shuyao, who was lying in a pool of blood, still did not forget to look at Gu Qingjun provocatively, and her face was full of meaning.

Suddenly, her complexion changed, two lines of clear tears quickly slipped from her eyes, grabbed the hand of He Zihan, who had just come to her, and said anxiously: "Zihan, I accidentally fell, and it has nothing to do with Qingjun." ”

cut a short sentence, which made Gu Qingjun the target of everyone.

Gu Qingjun moved her body slightly, the wound was as painful as a knife cut, she struggled to get up, and the moment she raised her eyes, she was stunned in place.

Seeing He Zihan taking Gu Shuyao into his arms, Gu Qingjun's body was trembling.

When He Zihan's cold gaze swept over Gu Qingjun's body, Gu Qingjun's eyes suddenly became astringent, and she bit her lip hard, holding back not a single tear.

He Zihan took off the suit on his body and draped it on Gu Shuyao's body, hugged her horizontally, looked at Gu Qingjun who was covered in blood condescendingly, and said in disgust: "I didn't expect you to be so vicious. ”

He Zihan's words were extremely decisive, like a sharp blade piercing Gu Qingjun's heart, and Gu Qingjun seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood gurgling out of his heart.

"I didn't expect to look like a dog and do things so viciously that I would push my sister into the glass shards. ”

"Sure enough, it's a real person who knows his face but doesn't know his heart. ”

There were countless voices similar to this kind of mockery in the crowd, all of which entered Gu Qingjun's ears, and she laughed as she listened.

Even if the most ugly words in the world are pressed on her, she won't care about half a point, what she cares about is who He Zihan cares about more.

What she was worried about eventually became a reality, his fiancé finally believed in another woman.

She tried to get up with her hands on the ground, but the shards of glass sharded into her palms, and blood immediately spread from her palms, mixed with champagne.

No one was willing to step forward to help Gu Qingjun, as if everything she had endured was her own fault and deserved it!

She endured the pain and got up, not wanting to look so embarrassed, and there was a sharp pain in her ankle, which made her fall to the ground heavily, and the fine broken glass pierced into her body again, and her whole face was white and white in pain, but she gritted her teeth and did not make a sound.

Suddenly, a big hand with distinct bones slowly stretched out to her, the man's cold words did not carry a trace of emotion, but it was enough to make Gu Qingjun, who was embarrassed at this time, feel warm.

The man said, "Give me your hand." ”