The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

Gu Yunqian took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner waves, but the long-suppressed resentment was like a flood that broke through the dam and was difficult to contain.

He slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched Su Xingya's cheek with his fingertips. The delicate touch made his heart tremble, but it was immediately replaced by deeper anger and disappointment.

"Why? Why do you do this to me?"

Gu Yunqian's voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of pain and confusion.

But Su Xingya still didn't respond. Her tightly closed eyes were like two closed doors, isolating Gu Yunqian from her world.

Gu Yunqian's patience finally ran out. He suddenly grabbed Su Xingya's wrist and pulled her up from the bed.

Su Xingya's body trembled slightly because of the sudden movement, but she still did not open her eyes, just silently endured it all.

Her silence was undoubtedly the sharpest blade for Gu Yunqian, cutting into his heart again and again.

He could no longer control his emotions, and began to tear Su Xingya's clothes with his hands, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction and anger.

Su Xingya's body was gradually exposed under his hands, but she still did not make any sound. She just bit her lower lip tightly, enduring the humiliation and pain.

Gu Yunqian's movements became heavier and heavier, and every touch seemed to tear Su Xingya's body apart.

His eyes were full of bloodshot, and his breathing became rapid and heavy. He knew that what he was doing was wrong, but he could no longer extricate himself, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force, step by step towards the abyss.

Finally, when everything was over, Gu Yunqian suddenly realized that he had lost control.

He looked down at Su Xingya and saw that her body was covered with bruises and scars. The most shocking were the lacerations. Bright red blood was slowly seeping out, staining her skin and the sheets red.

Gu Yunqian's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his eyes were filled with fear and panic.

He wanted to touch the wounds with trembling hands, but was afraid that his touch would bring more pain.

He never thought that he would do such a thing to Su Xingya. He loved her, but he hated her for making him so miserable.

The room was filled with a strong smell of blood and an oppressive atmosphere, which was suffocating.

The dim light from the street lamp barely illuminated Gu Yunqian's hurried and hurried steps.

He held Su Xingya tightly in his arms. His eyes, which once sparkled with a lively light, were now closed. His face was as pale as the first snow in winter, without a trace of life.

Gu Yunqian's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. The pain and fear intertwined into an airtight net that almost suffocated him.

He suddenly opened the car door and carefully placed Su Xingya in the back seat, his movements revealing unprecedented tenderness and determination.

Then, he almost jumped into the cab, and the moment he inserted the key into the ignition, his fingers trembled slightly, but his eyes were extremely firm.

With a roar, the car rushed into the night like an arrow. The friction between the tires and the ground made a sharp scream, as if even time was torn apart by this force.

Gu Yunqian's eyes were fixed on the front, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel. Every lane change and overtaking was accompanied by almost crazy speed and judgment.

The street scene turned into blurred light and shadow in his eyes, but the desire for Su Xingya's life in his heart was extremely clear.

He knew he was driving dangerously, but his reason had long been overwhelmed by his emotions. Only one thought echoed in his mind - faster! Faster!

Arriving at the hospital, Gu Yunqian almost rushed into the emergency room, shouting desperately: "Doctor! Save her!"

His voice was hoarse from excessive tension, and the sweat and tears on his forehead mixed together, blurring his vision.

The doctor who saw the patient was a middle-aged man, his eyes revealing the calmness and sharpness unique to his profession.

He quickly glanced at Gu Yunqian, then lowered his head to check Su Xingya's injuries, his brows furrowed.

The condition of the injured is far more serious than imagined, with multiple external injuries and possible damage to internal organs. Such injuries are definitely not caused by ordinary accidents.

"Who are you to her?"

The doctor's voice was deep and powerful, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Gu Yunqian was stunned for a moment, then answered eagerly: "I am her husband"

Although his tone was frank, it was ultimately unable to dispel all people's doubts.

The doctor didn't ask any more questions. After all, saving lives was the most important thing.

But we can't just let this matter go so easily!

"Director, there is a patient with a perineal tear. Look at this..."

"Su Xingya, her husband sent her here."

"I see!"

The doctor turned around and called Lu Jinqi, but after just a few words, the doctor's tense nerves relaxed.

Since the dean has sent the message, there is no reason for him to try more...

"The patient's wound has been stitched up, but remember not to be so violent again in the future!"

"I see."

Gu Yunqian spoke in a low voice and lowered his eyes to avoid the doctor's gaze, obviously unable to raise his head.

Inside the ward, sunlight shines through the half-closed curtains, casting mottled shadows, adding a touch of tenderness and sadness to this quiet space.

Gu Yunqian's figure almost merged with the light and shadow. He sat beside Su Xingya's bed, his eyes full of undisguised affection and self-blame.

In the past few days, he seemed to have transformed into a caring guardian, and every subtle movement revealed his deep attachment to and apology for Su Xingya.

He gently picked up the cup of water on the table, tested the temperature, and after making sure it was just right, he slowly handed it to Su Xingya's lips.

Those hands, once used to draw blueprints and control the future, now became unusually delicate and gentle, as if they were holding not water, but the most precious treasure in the world.

However, Su Xingya seemed to be in another world, ignoring this care and unwilling to give even the slightest expression.

Her eyes were empty and distant, as if all the light had been extinguished, leaving only a dead ember.

Her tightly closed lips were like the tightly closed door of her heart, shutting out all of Gu Yunqian's apologies and love.

She said nothing and showed no emotion, but expressed her anger and disappointment in the most decisive way.

Every time Gu Yunqian tried, it was like hitting an invisible wall, making a dull sound but getting no response. But he did not give up, instead he became more determined.

He combed her scattered hair, adjusted the height of her pillow, and told her about the outside world, even though he knew that all this might be in vain.

There was always a gentle smile on his face, and that smile contained so many emotions - regret for the past, expectations for the future, and endless love for Su Xingya.

There seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes that he wanted to express, but he was afraid of disturbing the quiet despair.

And Su Xingya is like a mountain covered with ice and snow, cold and arrogant.

Her silence was the most severe punishment for Gu Yunqian, and also a way to escape from her own inner pain.

In her own way, she protested silently and refused, letting this love condense into frost in the cold air...