The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Ye Yuchen's expression was in a trance.

He looked at Gong Lichuan, but his eyes had no focus, "What do you mean...I was almost killed by me?"

What happened during Mu Wanqing's disappearance!

Ye Yuchen felt that he was almost going crazy, he was so crazy, the feeling of heart-stirring, painful feeling wrapped his heart tightly.

"Yeah, she was almost killed by you..."

Gong Lichuan gave a chuckle, but when the smile was put away, he suddenly took advantage of Ye Yuchen's distraction to shake off his hand.

He grabbed his collar with his backhand, "Do you know what I felt when I saw Qing'er fainting?"

"Do you know how desperate I was when she was pale and unconscious?"

Gong Lichuan's eye sockets were slightly red.

He clutched Ye Yuchen's collar tightly, and the joints seemed to be pale, terribly white.

Mu Wanqing panicked even more and tried to separate the two, "Brother Li Chuan, I beg you to stop talking..."

There was a little bit of crying in her voice.

Panic and nervous, the two emotions ran wildly in her body, and she couldn't even control it and could only let it go.

Mu Wanqing's heartbeat was getting faster, but she didn't care about so much at the moment. She just hoped that the two would not fight, and that Gong Lichuan would stop talking.

"Please, stop talking..."

She still didn't want Ye Yuchen to know, and she hadn't figured out how to tell this matter.

Mu Wanqing gasped slightly.

She held Gong Lichuan's wrist and wanted to pull his hand from Ye Yuchen's placket, "Brother Lichuan, let go!"

Ye Yuchen still looked in a trance.

Several words floated in his mind, death, fainting, pale face, unconsciousness, despair...

These words rushed chaotically in his mind, seeming to disturb his nerves, making him almost crazy.

"boom--"

Gong Lichuan suddenly raised his hand and punched Ye Yuchen fiercely.

Mu Wanqing's heart suddenly picked up, and she immediately wanted to run to Ye Yuchen to check his injuries.

However, the heart suddenly cramped.

She stopped, grabbed the skirt of her clothes, and turned to face Gong Lichuan, "Brother Lichuan, don't be like this..."

She frowned tightly and sweated down.

Gong Lichuan was startled suddenly, but after he noticed that Mu Wanqing was ill, he quickly recovered, "I'm sorry, Qing'er."

"No, I'll never do this again..."

He was helpless and wanted to embrace the night and pour into his arms, but the girl hid in it; he fumbled his placket pocket again, only to find that he had no medicine for first aid.

"Qing Qing..."

Ye Yuchen stretched out his hand, wiped the blood on the corners of his lips with his fingers, and called out affectionately.

The tip of Mu Wanqing's heart trembled, she raised her hand and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead indiscriminately, her eyes were slightly red, as if she was crying and wiping tears.

"Ye Yuchen, are you doing anything?"

The girl turned around and ran into Ye Yuchen's arms, tightly embraced his waist, and pressed her cheek to his chest.

Ye Yuchen laughed suddenly, "I'm fine."

It's just a punch. If he weren't distracted, how could Gong Lichuan find a chance to achieve this?

Ye Yuchen held Mu Wanqin in his arms, and through the clothes, she suddenly felt that her body had become colder again.

"Gong Lichuan, you say it clearly." Ye Yuchen suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Gong Lichuan angrily.

He didn't plan to return this punch.

If what Gong Lichuan said is true, then he really has a reason to take this punch, even if it caused him to suffer more serious injuries, it was all he deserved.