What if she just dies?

A strange thought swept through Zhao Yijing's mind, Gu Ruxi was soaked, her fair body was covered with bruises, and the redness and swelling on her little face were even more frightening.

He didn't want her dead!

Zhao Yijing cautiously approached her ear, and his voice was unprecedentedly gentle, "Wake up, wake up." ”

Gu Ruxi felt a warm breath spraying in her ears, opened her eyes slightly and looked at this void environment, feeling that she was really going to die, and everything was dimmed - Mom, I miss you.

Zhao Yijing's cold ink eyes flashed suddenly, she could move by herself, he thought that she was not worried about her life, and a touch of joy floated in the blue pupils of the ink blue.

She's not going to die, that's good.

He walked to the other side of the sofa and said to her with a cold expression, with a ** confusion: "You have to be interesting, a year and a half or I will be tired of it, if you attract my attention like this, it will only backfire." ”

Gu Ruxi felt that the wet and greasy clothes on her body made her extremely uncomfortable, her whole body was hot, and the wound was stinging. There seemed to be a voice in her ears, but she couldn't hear anything clearly.

Gu Ruxi breathed low, struggled hard to open his clothes, trying to take off the wet clothes, but the pain was already weak, and there was a buzzing in both ears, as if there were a hundred little bees flying.

Zhao Yijing saw that she ignored herself completely, and wanted to take off her clothes. He looked at her with some dissatisfaction, but when he saw her little face wrinkled together in pain, he still held back his temper.

He muttered a few words of complaint, bent over, and directly helped her take off her clothes one by one, the blood-stained clothes were gently cut with scissors, and the graceful body was presented in all directions.

Zhao Yijing was stunned, he couldn't move his eyes.

Gu Ruxi rolled on the sofa and took off the heavy corset wedding dress, she felt much more comfortable, stretched her eyebrows, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, but the pain was still unbearable.

She is like a mess of mud now, she will be there anytime and anywhere, trampled by thousands of people - "I have no face to see Qiao Lin again, I would rather I die"

Zhao Yijing stared at the people on the sofa, unable to take his eyes off no matter what, and was silent for a while.

"Damn!"

This woman always likes to disturb his interest and make him unhappy.

Zhao Yijing snorted dissatisfiedly, turned his head, pursed his lips, but still had her deceitful appearance in his brain.

Zhao Yijing frowned with some struggle in his heart, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed his manic restlessness. Picked up the quilt on the side and wrapped her tightly, pressed the service bell in the room, and soon, Aunt Wang, the housekeeper in the villa, came in.

Zhao Yijing glanced at Aunt Wang, and said two words concisely, "I'm sick." ”

Aunt Wang saw the bedroom being torn for the first time. When the wedding dress was torn and thrown on the floor, he became nervous. Until Tu Zhao said respectfully, he was sick. She looked towards the sofa in a trance.

The person who fell asleep on the sofa should be the eldest lady of the Gu family, she was wrapped in a quilt, and even her head was tightly covered.

Aunt Wang approached her cautiously, San Shao just said that she was sick, she should be referring to this Miss Gu. But now Aunt Wang suspects that this Miss Gu has died after being tortured by the three young people.

"Quick!" Zhao Yijing was dissatisfied with Aunt Wang's slow movements, and shouted at her.

Aunt Wang didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately walked to the sofa and gently lifted the quilt on Gu Ruxi's face.

Fortunately, she is not dead and still angry.

"Sanshao, Miss Gu should be sick, if the wound cannot be treated in time, the wound will become infected, and the doctor should come over for examination as soon as possible or send it to the hospital immediately for bandaging." After Aunt Wang carefully inspected Gu Ruxi, she respectfully explained to Xie Zhao Yijing.

In the eyes of the outside world, Sanshao has the supreme decision-making power in this Zhao family, even if he doesn't speak, it doesn't mean that he doesn't make decisions.

However, if Zhao Yijing is suddenly interested in something, he will generally be very persistent in caring. Obviously, this Miss Gu is a toy in his photo.

Zhao Yijing looked at Gu Ruxi on the sofa and was silent for a while.

"Get out!" He suddenly let out a snort.

When Aunt Wang heard this, she was about to take a step to leave, but she was a little hesitant, she thought for a while, and said, "Sanshao, this Miss Gu is very sick, do you need to call a doctor over?" Her wounds may need to be washed. She cautioned.

Zhao Yijing frowned, slowly turned around, and looked at Aunt Wang, his eyes were gloomy without any emotion.

Aunt Wang's heart trembled suddenly, she sensed the danger on him, and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

"It's the third young lady!" Zhao Yijing yelled inexplicably, obviously angry, he didn't care about what others called Gu Ruxi.

When Aunt Wang heard this, she was stunned and didn't react.

Zhao Yijing picked up the heavy book on the side, and without hesitation, Aunt Wang smashed it without warning.

"Get out!" Angry at her with great dissatisfaction.

The heavy book slammed on Aunt Wang's right shoulder, the pain came instantly, her body couldn't help but take half a step back, she looked up at Zhao Yijing timidly, and her heart trembled even more, and she immediately bowed her head to him, and she didn't dare to stay for more than half a moment in a panic.

When Aunt Wang showed a professional smile, she respectfully pushed open the door, closed the door gently, and left. Zhao Yijing's sharp and suspicious eyes turned around and locked on the delicate figure behind him, his gaze stayed on the undulating breathing, this woman, even if she was one hundred and seventy tall, was still a head shorter than herself.

The woman on the banquet was abused from morning to night, pitiful, like a puppy abandoned by someone and had no place for dinner, but she was not knocked down, like a stubborn grass, 'The spring breeze blows and grows?' He touched his nose, and said that she would be a good pastime for his later life.

Fortunately, in the endless days, there is still one thing to entertain in this world, that is, music, Zhao Yijing picked up the remote control and turned on the record player, so that the sound of the piano like water flowed into the room.

Since he was autistic, music has been his best soulmate, and whenever he is alone, he always lets the room be filled with music, from ethereal New Age to chart-breaking original pop songs.

For ten years, every night, it was also a regular good music to accompany him to sleep in the dark.

However, today is different, because there is one more person in the room, his newlywed.

Zhao Yijing's eyes condensed into a phantom color, as if ruthless, resolute, hard as iron stone, and like lingering thousands of wisps of soft as water, like a deep pool of abyss swallowing every inch of hesitation, and like thousands of horses galloping, his mind was like floating clouds, and he looked at Gu Ruxi to the extreme, she looked sickly, and her white and tender skin revealed an unnatural flush, I don't know why the irritability in my heart disappeared in an instant just now.