The Warm Wife of a Rich Family: The CEO's No. 1 New Favorite

Gu Jianing was stunned by her question suddenly. He didn't understand why she asked such a question suddenly. Could it be that he was not obvious enough?

"Fool, of course I love you!" The corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc, his bony hands gently rubbed her hair, his eyes were full of doting.

"I'm talking about love, not liking." Wenwen retorted, seemingly unmoved.

Gu Jianing looked at Wen Wen's serious look, angry and funny in his heart, frowned on purpose, and said helplessly, "Okay, let me tell you the truth," he paused, staring at him firmly, wishing that Let him finish the second half of the sentence quickly.

"I like you, but I love you more." He said solemnly, without any trace of falsehood on his face.

Looking steadily at his handsome face, he sighed a long time, and couldn't help but have a vague smile on his face.

"Then let me ask you another question." Wenwen glanced at him secretly, and asked tentatively, "If, I mean, if, if one day, I left suddenly, what would you do?"

"I won't let you leave." Gu Jianing said without thinking, her eyes were extremely firm.

Wenwen sighed helplessly, and continued, "I mean, if, if I just leave, what will happen to you?"

"Looking for you." He replied while drinking the soup in the bowl.

"So, what if you just can't find me?"

"This kind of thing will never happen, how could I not find you?" Gu Jianning turned her face and smiled lightly.

"What? Did you listen to my question carefully? Don't drink it, don't drink it?" Gu Jianing, who was looking at his heart steadily, was so angry that he stretched out his hand to put away the soup bowl. But Gu Jianing reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulled it, and fell into his arms.

"Are you angry?" He whispered softly in his ear.

"How is it possible...you let me go?" Wenwen tried hard to break free from his restraints, but because of the disparity in strength, she couldn't move a little bit, and the base of her ears quickly turned red.

"Listen to me carefully, and I'll let you go." Gu Jianing held her arms firmly, adding a little more weight.

"Okay." Wenwen had to compromise, she didn't want to be seen by those little nurses so close again, otherwise she would probably be killed by their hateful eyes.

"First, I will never let you leave me. Second, if you leave me without saying a word, I will definitely find you and spank you hard. Third, regardless of whether I can I can't find you, just because you leave me, I'm already very sad. To sum up, if you leave me, I will be very sad, so I will never let you leave me."

"Wh... what?" Wen Wen's cheeks turned crimson, like the color of flower petals, tender and tender.

"Since I will be sad, will you leave me?"

Wenwen was caught off guard and asked rhetorically.

can you?

She doesn't want to answer this question now, nor does she want to think about it.

"Quickly answer me." Gu Jianing curled her lips and urged.

After thinking steadily for a moment, her brows were knit together because of embarrassment, she didn't know how to answer, maybe until that moment, she didn't know what decision she would make, but she still decided to speak.

"I..." She was about to say something, but the next second, there was the sound of the ward door being thrown open.

"I have something to ask you." Gu Nancheng at the door, regardless of the posture of the two of them sitting on top of each other, stared straight at Gu Jianning, without any disturbance on his face.

Wen Wen was ashamed, and took advantage of Gu Jianing's carelessness to break free from his embrace with all his strength, and stood up abruptly.

"We have nothing to talk about, let's go." Gu Jianing said coldly, reaching out to straighten the tiny creases on the clothes.

"I'm just here to inform you now, if you don't listen, you will definitely regret it." Gu Nancheng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the atmosphere was terribly serious.

Gu Jianning sighed softly, she didn't want to argue with him, so she had to compromise, "Stable, you go out first."

Nodding steadily, he walked quickly past Gu Nancheng with his head down.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Gu Jianning's face was slightly annoyed, and he never had a good attitude towards him as an uninvited guest.

"You still remember Su Liang, right?"

Gu Jianing's brows were suddenly twisted into a pimple, his face became gloomy, and his tone magnified several times in a gloomy direction, "If you came here to discuss a dead woman with me, then you can go."

The past that he desperately wanted to forget, the wound that he desperately wanted to heal, was repeatedly uncovered by him and rubbed until it festered.

"No, she's not dead." Gu Nancheng seemed to have expected such a reaction from him, and was not annoyed, and continued.

"What the fuck?" Gu Jianing sneered, and shouted sharply, "What the hell are you thinking, can you just tell me your purpose? Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? Will you believe your nonsense? Or say You are too busy with work and now you are delusional, what hallucinations do you have?" Gu Jianing gave him a light look, his eyes were full of disdain.

"I know it might be hard for you to say this now, but I just want you to know that Su Liang is still alive."

Gu Jianning jumped up from the bed, rushed towards Gu Nancheng, and grabbed his tie.

"Are you sick? You suddenly came to me and told me that the woman who died in a car accident a year ago is still alive? There is a limit to your jokes, right? Even if you are making up a story, can you make it a little more real? "Gu Jianing questioned aggressively, like an angry wolf.

"What I said is true! Gu Jianing!" Gu Nancheng couldn't bear it anymore, and roared in a low voice.

"Really? Oh, what is true? A year ago, Gu Jueming told me that she was dead! Dead! I also clearly saw her lying in the intensive care unit at the time, but tell me, are these all Fake?"

"You are really naive." Gu Nancheng listened, and chuckled, the laughter was frightening.

"What do you mean?" Gu Jianing was puzzled, deep anger reflected in her deep black eyes.

"Do you really believe what Dad said so much? Don't you always dislike him the most? Why do you believe what he says?" Gu Nancheng said, with a sarcasm that is not difficult to detect.

"I understand, you and him partnered to lie to me." Gu Jianning murmured, her eyes were like torches, as if she was about to set the person in front of her on fire in the next second.

"It's not important. What's important is that Su Liang is still alive. The one-year car accident was real. It just turned her into a vegetative state. Now, she has woken up." Seeing that Gu Jianning's tone softened slightly, Gu Nancheng explained.

Gu Jianning snorted coldly, "Since you said that, it's proof to see, where is she now? Tell her to come out and see me."

Gu Nancheng raised the corner of his mouth and snapped his fingers.

The next second, someone pushed the door and entered, followed by two bodyguards.

With just one glance, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he fell down on the chair next to him, his ears buzzing, his chest was so tight and painful, it hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

Su Liang, his Su Liang, the Su Liang whom he could not forget with all his might, is now standing in front of him alive, her appearance has not changed in any way, she is still clean, and still has a very comfortable face. The white skirt swayed slightly.

No, this must be a dream?
He blinked hard, and the person in front of him was still standing straight, so lifelike and vivid.

"You said he was the one who brought me here?" Su Liang asked softly, turning her small face to Gu Nancheng.

"Yes, do you remember?"

Su Liang hesitated for a while, then shook his head, "I don't remember, who is he?"

"He is your friend, oh, not just your friend, he should be someone who loves you very much." Gu Nancheng smiled slightly, "Say hello to him."

Su Liang stared at Gu Jianing for a while, then stretched out his hand, "Hello, my name is Su Liang, I can't remember anything, but since you love me, we can start as friends."

She smiled at him, there was no impurity in her smile, like the peach blossoms that bloom in March, innocent and brilliant.

Gu Jianning was stunned, he moved his lips, wanting to say something, but no sound came out of his throat, he just turned his head and looked at Gu Nancheng puzzled.

"She's lost her memory," he said. "What total amnesia."

Gu Jianing's eyes fell back on her body again, seeing that she seemed a little displeased with his lack of response, he reached out and held that delicate little hand, just like he had done since he was a child.

"Hello, my name is Gu Jianning."

Her eyes are like a pool of clear lake water, pure without any impurities; they are also like the polar night sky, with twinkling stars, attracting people's attention.

"I'm tired." She gently let go of his hand, slowly pulled over the chair, and sat down.

Seeing that Gu Jianing's gaze never shifted from her body, Gu Nancheng smiled slightly, but the untouchable rocky glacier in his heart melted little by little unconsciously.

"I'll leave it to you." Gu Nancheng said lightly, trying to leave, but Gu Jianing grabbed her violently and pressed him against the wall.

Gu Nancheng slammed his head against the wall, he didn't make a sound, but raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You two send Miss Su out first!" Gu Jianning gave the two of them a sidelong glance and ordered.

"Yes!"

Although Su Liang was puzzled, seeing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, he had no choice but to follow the bodyguards out.

"What?" Gu Nancheng looked down at Gu Jianing, who was slightly shorter than himself, with interest, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was not surprised by Gu Jianing's sudden action.

"What do you mean?" Gu Jianing frowned, her face was full of dissatisfaction, and the strength of the arm pressing on Gu Nancheng's neck became heavier.

"What? Is there any problem?" He didn't think there was anything wrong with sending his beloved woman back to him.

"She's your fiancée!" Gu Jianning's face was solemn and terrifying, staring at her in disbelief.