"Yang manor?" Bei Ran was startled and imdiately hurried downstairs, grabbed her car keys, and strode outside, "Check if it’s Yang Wen’s residence?"
Bei Ran drove the car, set the navigation, and then headed for Yang manor!
Yang manor.
Gu Qingchen was sipping the wine Yang Wen poured for him, calculating the ti of Zhuo Yufeng’s arrival. After a while, he felt a bit dizzy from the red wine and muttered, "You despicable and shaless man?"
As Yang Wen was feeling smug, Gu Qingchen, who seed drunk, suddenly grabbed Yang Wen’s arm and slamd him down on the table.
Before Yang Wen could even scream in pain, Gu Qingchen’s hand was already brandishing a shiny scalpel, slicing open Yang Wen’s clothes, then stuffing a torn cloth into his mouth.
Seeing how lucid he was and how agile his movents, Yang Wen was terrified.
"I forgot to tell you, on the night you called Ranran, I traced the source of the number and found out about your motives," Gu Qingchen sneered, "I really don’t care about how you hurt Lu Mojing, but you should never have thought about hurting Bei Ran. I’m telling you, she’s the apple of my eye, and no one is allowed to hurt her! And I belong to her and her alone, no one else can covet ! So, when the taxi didn’t head towards the hospital, I already knew what you were planning..."
"Also, ordinary dication does no good. Furthermore, my scalpel is indeed ant to save lives!" Gu Qingchen slamd the scalpel into the table with a "bang", the blade sinking into the surface, "But for scum and trash like you, I will show no rcy. The people I hate the most are those who drug others. Today’s outco is your own fault, and if you don’t learn your lesson, next ti I’ll take your head!"
Yang Wen, nearly fainting from the pain, had a scalpel thrust into his hand by Gu Qingchen just as the noise outside suggested Zhuo Yufeng’s arrival. Clutching the scalpel tightly, Yang Wen wished he could kill Gu Qingchen.
"Don’t move!" Zhuo Yufeng kicked in the door, gun drawn, just as Yang Wen had removed the cloth from his mouth and was aiming the knife at Gu Qingchen.
"I... " In pain, Yang Wen wanted to speak, clenching his teeth and trembling.
Zhuo Yufeng ordered, "Take him away!"
After Yang Wen was taken to the hospital by the police, all the bodyguards were apprehended and confessed that indeed they had sabotaged Gu Qingchen’s car tires to kidnap him to Yang manor via the hired taxi.
"Are you okay?"
Gu Qingchen said, "I’m fine, there’s no ti, I have to go ho for the New Year countdown with Ranran."
Zhuo Yufeng said, "She’s also on her way!"
As they talked, Bei Ran rushed anxiously to the scene. Upon her arrival, she saw Yang Wen, covered in blood, fainting from the pain, being loaded into a police car.
Bei Ran was worried about Gu Qingchen; she still had things unsaid to him. She only realized how important he was to her when she learned that he was in trouble.
She had made up her mind; no matter whose child it was, she would not leave him!
She would ask for his forgiveness, she would stay by his side, she would not leave again!
"Qingchen..." Following the trail of blood, Bei Ran found the room and saw Zhuo Yufeng helping Gu Qingchen out. She rushed forward, embracing him with both arms: "How are you? Qingchen, are you alright?"
Zhuo Yufeng said, "He was drugged by Yang Wen, but don’t worry, he’s fine!"
"He’s not injured, is he?"
Zhuo Yufeng spoke for him, "He’s not injured. Yang Wen has been disabled by him!"
"That’s good!" Bei Ran hugged him with joy and said to Zhuo Yufeng, "Leave him to !"
Zhuo Yufeng raised an eyebrow, "I still need to take samples from him to prove there are drugs in his system!"
"Ranran..." Gu Qingchen called her softly.
Seeing Gu Qingchen in distress, Bei Ran quickly said, "I’ll take him to the nearest hotel, call soone to co and collect the samples."
"Okay!" Zhuo Yufeng imdiately called soone over.
Bei Ran helped Gu Qingchen to the nearest hillside hotel, such hotels were all luxury suites, usually doing good business because of the business city, but during the New Year, there were vacancies.
As the two entered the elevator, Gu Qingchen wrapped his arms around Bei Ran, "Ranran..." he murmured softly, each word laden with deep affection.
"I’m here..." Bei Ran’s hands embraced his head tightly, his thick black hair brushing against her cheeks, soft to the touch, stirring her heart. "Can you hold on? Let’s get back to the room first!"
Gu Qingchen picked her up princess style and carried her to the room Bei Ran had booked earlier.
In the luxurious presidential suite adorned by dazzling crystal lights, she was held tightly in his arms. Although he felt increasingly unbearable, as he gazed at her delicate face, he felt an imnse sense of happiness.
From the hillside hotel, they could see the plaza below where many people had gathered to count down the New Year’s chis, eagerly waiting for the fireworks to burst into splendor across the sky.
He had promised to accompany her for the New Year countdown, and he did!
Bei Ran looked at him, for the first ti letting go of her reserve, willingly leaping into his embrace.
From too many uncertainties, from too many indeterminate loves.
At this mont, so many feelings had infused into her life, into her existence. She was willing, willing to spend the New Year’s chis with him, willing to weather the cycle of life together.
As the chis rang out one after another, her love for him was as steadfast as the chis themselves.
As the fireworks burst forth in the night sky in a cacophony of colors, her heart, too, blossod like the fireworks, beautiful and enchanting.
She loved his spirit, as brilliant as the fireworks.
Bei Ran had never been this proactive before, placing all her passion and hopes into this mont.
Because when the sun rose tomorrow, no matter what his decision was, she wanted to seize this mont, at least for this mont, her heart was true, her desire was to spend an eternity with him, through the cycles of years and the ripples of ti.
I love you, so deeply...
In the plaza.
Tian Xin and Tang Baijin were "chased" out to the plaza by Tian Xin’s parents to count the chis.
Looking at the young people on the plaza, Tian Xin sighed, "My mom, really, I haven’t been into this for years. Now it’s the youngsters in their twenties that count down and set off fireworks..."
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