Chapter 30: Hate

Nie Wushuang asked coldly, "Why should I leave?"
She stunned and approached him step by step: "I deserve to leave the capital and leave you without you, so that you can not see yourself, you can deceive yourself not as an executioner, or kill my Nie family. Isn't the murderer full of doors who killed your own child? "
"Gu Qinghong! I curse you for being killed every night by my Nie family! Even if you are in hell, I won't let you go!" She said gritted teeth.
Gu Qinghong shook his body slightly: "So in order to get revenge on me, you are willing to fall and be a coward?"
Suddenly angry, he grabbed her by the arm and used it fiercely. Nie Wu was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
There was a flash of darkness in front of her eyes, and blood was gradually flowing down her forehead.
She laughed lowly, raised her face and looked at him coldly, and smiled charmingly: "Yes, I'm willing to fall, I'm a little sister-in-law; I dance in front of the hall and become an inexperienced dancer. This Everything is forcing you! How many ugly things I do, how many sins I commit, it ’s all because of you!

"You!" Gu Qinghong took a step forward, his palms were already held high, but looking at Nie Wushuang with blood flowing in front of her, and her beautiful eyes full of bitter hatred, how could that slap not fall.
Nie Wushuang stood up strenuously and looked at him coldly: "Hit! If you can't beat me today, one day, I want you to regret letting me go today!"
"What's wrong?" Xiao Fengqing's lazy voice came from behind them.
The next moment, Nie Wushuang only felt that he was being lifted by a pair of warm hands: "Why so careless, I actually fell. Let me see."
He lifted her jaw and said with a distressed voice: "Poor, what if this face is broken?"
Nie Wushuang looked up, and with Xiao Fengqing warning, her eyes seemed to smile, but she suddenly burst into regret. She should not anger Gu Qinghong as she did just now.
"Take a rest in the car, I will wait." Xiao Fengqing watched her order, turned to Gu Qinghong and smiled diligently: "Master Xiangguo, the banquet is not over yet, let's go for two more drinks?"
"No need." Gu Qinghong said coldly and walked away.
"Lord ..." Nie Wushuang still wanted to say something, Xiao Fengqing had turned coldly and left.
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Nie Wushuang retracted in the carriage, and the wound on his forehead was no longer bleeding. The banquet was over, Xiao Fengqing got into the carriage with alcohol.
He didn't say a word, and the coachman carried them back to the other hospital.
At the other courtyard, he whispered, "Come with me."
Nie Wushuang was tired and exhausted, and his body was cold, but he had no choice but to follow him to the hall.
Xiao Fengqing watched her approach, and suddenly he slaps with a backhand slap.
"Do you know where you went wrong?" He asked coldly.
Nie Wushuang covered his face: "I shouldn't anger Gu Qinghong."
"If you know, you'll anger him!" Xiao Fengqing sneered, and Sen Leng's smile made Nie Wushuang cold.