It was all her fault, it was the punishment she deserved.
The man patted her cheek lightly and smiled a harmless smile, "Don’t be scared, I won’t do anything to you. Get up, come with me to a place."
He took her hand gently, just as he had when they were in love.
Mo Ran was somewhat bewildered, was Gu Yixuan affectionate or unfeeling towards her?
Looking into his emotionless eyes, she realized that he had no more feelings for her.
"Where are you taking me?" Mo Ran followed him and couldn’t help asking.
Gu Yixuan walked slowly, matching her pace, "You’ll know when we get there."
They got into a car and arrived at a mountain.
The wind on the mountain was strong, fluttering their clothes, making it hard for Mo Ran to keep her eyes open.
Gu Yixuan held her hand and took a few steps forward, and then Mo Ran saw several people standing on the mountain top. A group of men in black suits in uniform garb and a bloodied, weak woman.
Mo Ran looked closely, who else could it be but Wen Sha? Chapters first released on novᴇlfire.net
Wen Sha’s hands were tied behind her back, her legs bound, and she lay on the ground in tattered clothes, her exposed skin marred by deep bloodstains.
Her originally delicate and beautiful face was completely disfigured, looking very wretched.
Mo Ran almost didn’t recognize her.
Seeing her , she had obviously been severely tortured.
Mo Ran subconsciously stopped in her tracks, and Gu Yixuan also stopped accordingly. When Wen Sha saw them, she locked eyes with Mo Ran, and her gaze briefly sparked with light.
"Tell me... is Tang Song dead, how is he?!" she asked eagerly.
Mo Ran glanced at Gu Yixuan, unsure why he brought her here.
Was it to let her witness Wen Sha’s retribution?
"Tell me! How is Tang Song?!" Wen Sha’s voice grew more urgent.
Before Mo Ran could speak, Gu Yixuan responded with a faint smile, "If you want to know how he is, why don’t you see for yourself?"
Following his gaze, the two of them looked over and saw two men in black dragging the comatose Tang Song out of a car.
Tang Song was dressed in a neat suit, his face pale, eyes tightly closed, as if devoid of all life.
Mo Ran’s heart tightened, and she grabbed Gu Yixuan’s clothes, frowning, "What are you doing with him here? He is still in a coma; he can’t leave the hospital!"
Gu Yixuan’s eyes turned cold, and he didn’t look at her.