Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 1105 Fireman vs Cartoonist 48
That was the obsession she would never let go of regarding her daughter's death.

Year after year, all the troubles piled up on Zhou Shu.

Heavy, weighing on another person's life!

Gu Qingqing was waved away and staggered. Fortunately, Lu Bingchen was beside her and supported her in time. He frowned slightly and pressed Gu Qingqing's shoulders: "This is none of your business, don't worry about it."

Gu Qingqing's thin shoulders trembled as she looked at Lu Bingchen. Her lips moved but no sound came out.

That expression reminded Lu Bingchen of the first time he saw her.

She stood on the edge of the crumbling rooftop, tears streaming down her face, and was about to jump off at any moment.

I felt like I was stabbed in the heart.

Some pain.

Mixed with the anger for Zhou Shu, it was burning with rage.

"You must kill someone for your life. How dare you still live? Why don't you just die?!" Li Fangxiang was still trembling as she cursed. She was already in tears but still so mean that it was outrageous.

Zhou Shu put on the hood of his black windbreaker with his fingers, then stepped sideways and walked out, passing by Lin Zhian.

Lin Zhian raised her eyelashes.

You can see his distant and profound profile.

In memory, the outline is sketched out bit by bit.

At the same time, a blue Lamborghini sped past on the road, and in front of the hospital, it stopped in front of the hospital in front of the stunned eyes of passers-by!

Wei Chengze got out of the driver's seat, slammed the car door, and strode into the hospital!

"Lin Zhian!"

Wei Chengze shouted and walked quickly inside.

The anxiety on his face was not fake. He was wearing a black T-shirt and had grabbed a jacket when he came out. The hem of his jacket was caught in the wind as he walked quickly. He pushed past the passers-by in a hurry, said something vaguely like "I'm sorry", and continued to look for someone.

When Wei Chengze was with Lin Zhian, they went to eat at Gu Qingqing's uncle's restaurant together.

I heard from a friend that Lin Zhian was seen outside the hotpot restaurant where the fire broke out, with the fire brigade.

Wei Chengze was afraid that something might happen to her, so he left the contract that the company was negotiating with its partner and drove over here without caring about anything else.

I can't even remember that the two of them had already broken up, but they put it aside for the time being and were just trying to save face.

Never give up until the last second.

"Sorry, I didn't bump into you, did I? I'm looking for someone..."

In fact, the young master who was raised in luxury is used to eating in high-end restaurants and eating steaks, and he would never set foot in those small restaurants that look very cheap at first glance.

But Lin Zhian liked to walk into a small restaurant on the street in open air weather. Wei Chengze was dissatisfied several times, thinking that he could provide Lin Zhian with food, so why should she eat in such a shabby place? But he could not stand Lin Zhian's stubbornness, so he could only accompany her to eat reluctantly.

He still remembers.

Still remember.

In the freezing cold twelfth month of the lunar calendar, the girl, wearing a loose beige sweater and a pearly white hairpin in her hair, sat quietly on a mahogany table by the window, then put the first bite of shrimp meat from the steaming 鴻鴻火锅底 into his bowl.

"The first bite of the hot pot is for you~"

When you laugh.

The eyes are curved into small crescents.

Clear as water.

What was Wei Chengze doing at that time?
He was complaining in a bad mood, wiping the tables and chairs over and over again with wet wipes, and was in a bad mood the whole time because his new sneakers were stepped on by someone. He sat stiffly opposite Lin Zhian, lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and spoke to Lin Zhian in a cold and hard tone, impatiently.