She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

As soon as the words 'last words' came out of her mouth, all the facts that she had deliberately ignored came out, shattering her composure.

She stared at him, trying to see in his brows and eyes the signs that he was pretending to be in pain to gain sympathy.

But the dense sweat, the twisted and twitching muscles, and the pale-as-paper face all told her that he was suffering from heartbreaking pain.

Was he really shot?

Did all those bullets enter his body?

After having this knowledge, her body began to feel cold, and her whole body felt like falling into an ice cave.

"Zhou Gu, don't think that if you die for me, I will forgive you. If you don't live to redeem all your sins in this life, we will not have an afterlife."

Zhou Gu reached out with difficulty to clasp her shoulders, and then he realized that her body was trembling slightly.

It seemed that his death could still stir up waves in her peaceful heart, and that was enough.

At least it proves that she still cares about him.

He was not a complete stranger to her.

For this care, it is worth risking your life.

"No, it doesn't matter if there is no afterlife. All the misfortunes you have in this life are all given by me. How can I harm you in the next life?"

At this point, he could no longer hold on and slid along her body towards the ground.

The indifference and indifference on the warm face completely collapsed, and she instinctively reached out to help him.

But there was a disparity in strength between men and women, so how could she support him?

The next second, both of them collapsed on the ground.

She touched his back with trembling hands, and as soon as she reached his armpits, he held her down.

"Good boy, don't look. It's getting late. You, take the Queen back quickly. I, I have someone here to deal with the aftermath."

Wenqing tried to struggle twice, but failed.

Worried that her excessive movements would cause secondary damage to him, she could only patiently say: "Zhou Gu, let me see your injuries."

The man had no intention of living. He held her hand tightly and stared at her with his eyelids raised, as if he wanted to carve her appearance into his soul.

Extremely warm and affectionate.

She finally understood that this guy was not afraid of death, and he was stubbornly begging her for forgiveness.

If she doesn't express her stance, he will continue to consume her until the last drop of blood is drained from her body.

Even at this juncture, he was still forcing her.

asshole!

dog man!

She gritted her teeth and said word by word: "I'll be really angry if you don't let go."

Zhou Gu smiled bitterly after hearing this.

Did she think he was faking?

No, this time he had a premonition that he would not survive, because one of the bullets hit the back of his heart.

The reason for confronting her was simply to obtain her forgiveness, so that he could die in peace.

"Qingqing, don't, don't hate me anymore, okay?"

Still forcing her?

Wenqing was completely angry now and began to struggle hard.

As she moved, the man's face became paler, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, but even so, bright red blood still oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the dazzling red tenderness, her pupils shrank severely.

Internal bleeding?

Really seriously injured?

At this time, the queen's anxious voice sounded in her ears, "Qingqing, don't struggle. He was shot twice in the back. One of the bullets entered the back of the heart, which is fatal."

With a 'buzz' sound, Wen Qing felt like something exploded in her head.

She stared at the man very close to her, trembling with anger.

"Are you sick? You're so injured that you still don't let go."

The man coughed lightly.

With this force, more blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth.

But he still held her hand, and when he looked at her, his eyes were filled with hope.

She knew that he was holding on with his remaining strength, waiting for her last words of forgiveness.