Chapter 3 Liang Hanyue escaped from marriage
"Yueyue..."
Gu Jingchen took a step closer, and Liang Hanyue took a step back, her eyes falling on his collar, "Whose lipstick is it on your collar?"
Gu Jingchen's face suddenly turned pale. He pulled open his collar and saw a faint lipstick mark inside the collar, his eyes darkened.
"Yueyue, listen to me, someone did this at the bachelor party last night. It's not what you think..."
——Crack!
Before he finished speaking, Liang Hanyue slapped him hard on the face, "Gu Jingchen, you bastard!"
Gu Jingchen realized something, but was not sure. He stepped forward and held her shoulders, "Yueyue, listen to my explanation..."
"Explain what?" Liang Hanyue's hand holding up the phone couldn't restrain its trembling, "I've seen it all."
The last bit of blood on Gu Jingchen's face disappeared, and he was as pale as paper. His lips wriggled, but he couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.
Bang!
Liang Hanyue directly smashed the phone against the mirror. In an instant, both the phone and the mirror fell to pieces.
Gu Jingchen's breath tightened, his eyes were panicked and anxious, and he defended palely and weakly: "Yueyue, it's not what you think..."
Liang Hanyue lowered her head, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and pulled off the veil decisively, "Gu Jingchen, the wedding is cancelled, we break up."
Throwing down the veil without a trace of nostalgia, picked up the skirt and left.
Regardless of whether the dream was true or false, the chat content on her phone made it impossible for her to continue with the wedding.
Gu Jingchen turned around and clasped her wrist, his deep voice mixed with requests, "The wedding is about to start. Let's finish the wedding first, and I will give you an explanation. You believe me..."
"I don't believe it." Liang Hanyue shook off his hand and looked at him with eyes red from crying with a slight hesitation, but she thought of the content on the phone and the dream...
The trachea was cut, blood spurted out, I couldn't breathe, and felt cold and painful.
"Gu Jingchen, if one day she and I are kidnapped, and you can only save one, who will you save?" Liang Hanyue asked what happened in the dream.
Gu Jingchen was stunned and did not answer her immediately, "I..." His hesitation gave Liang Hanyue the answer. His eyes were full of disappointment, and he turned around and left.
"Yueyue..." Gu Jingchen reacted and was about to catch up.
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Liang Hanyue ran out of the hotel with her skirt in hand. There were no cars nearby, but Gu Jingchen's voice came from behind.
When I was extremely anxious, I saw a black car parked on the side of the road. There seemed to be someone in the car. I didn't have time to think too much, so I opened the door and got in. I begged: "Please drive, please."
"You-" The driver in the front seat looked back at her, and then looked at the people next to her in fear.
Seeing him nodding slightly, the driver did not dare to hesitate, immediately started the car and quickly merged into the main road.
Liang Hanyue burst into tears when she saw Gu Jingchen chasing him out.
Soon, her makeup was gone and she was crying. She didn't pay attention at all, nor did she realize that there was someone beside her, so she burst into tears.
She didn't know how long she had been crying. Her eyes and throat hurt like fire. Liang Hanyue tried hard to control her emotions and said in a voice hoarse from crying: "Please send me to Xingchen Apartment, thank you."
The driver didn't speak. When Liang Hanyue raised her head, what she saw was a pair of slender white fingers holding a gray silk handkerchief.
Turning his head to see the other person's face clearly, his cheeks that were red from crying turned gray instantly, and even his breathing stopped.
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The man had jet black hair, a fair face, and deep features. When he looked at her, his dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss. When he saw that she didn't take the handkerchief, he wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Liang Hanyue shrank back instinctively, her voice trembling, "Jin, Mr. Jin..."
Jin Yanchen, a well-known noble son in Beijing circles, president of the Jin Group, head of the Jin family, and Gu Jingchen's friend for many years.
Liang Hanyue never imagined that she would get into his car, and he even took out something as personal as a handkerchief to wipe his tears.
Jin Yanchen's expression was calm, his body tilted toward her, his big palm clasped the back of her head so that she could not escape, and the gray handkerchief gently fell on the corner of her eyes...
The gentle touch along with the faint fragrance of cedar on his body made Liang Hanyue feel trapped.
(End of chapter)