Chapter 1409
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
1409 I hate you
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Fu Ling quickly ran to Wen Cheng. He quickly took off his coat and put it on her.
He did not know where Wen Cheng had been hurt, so he did not dare to touch her.
He knelt on the ground and looked at Wen Cheng up close.
He carefully held her hand and comforted her in a low voice, â âDonât be afraid. The ambulance will be here soon. Youâll be fine. I wonât let anything happen to you, Yingluo!â
Wen Cheng felt very sleepy.
She looked at Fu Ling through her blurred vision.
This strange man had taken away the most precious thing from her.
She hated him and wished she could never see him again.
Didnât she already make it very clear just now?
Why did he still come out?
Wen Cheng gathered the last of her strength and said to Ling Chi, â âGet lost, you get lost. I donât want to see you ever again, Yingluo!â
Fu Ling was stunned. He saw the hatred in Wen Chengâs eyes.
He knelt there, not knowing what to do. He felt a bitter taste in his throat, and that bitter taste gradually spread.
Wen Cheng saw that he was not moving and had no intention of leaving.
Her voice was choked with sobs, and her voice was pleading.
âIâm begging you, please leave. I, Yingluo, donât want to see you ever again. If it wasnât for you, Yingluo, I wouldnât be able to love brother Jiang. But Yingluo, I canât do that anymore. I canât even like her. If I canât like brother Jiang, how am I supposed to muster the courage to live? How am I going to survive?â
Fu lingfei listened to Wen Chengâs heart-wrenching growls in a daze.
Fu Ling, who had never known what heartache was, seemed to have tasted the pain of his heart being torn apart at this moment.
So, Wen Cheng had someone she liked.
Because he had stolen her innocence, she could no longer continue to like that person.
She had completely lost the courage to continue living?
That was why she chose to commit suicide and ran to the truck.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Fu Ling only felt that his entire body was extremely cold.
He had almost caused Wen Chengâs death?
A lot of guilt slowly welled up. Fu Ling looked at Wen Cheng, not knowing what to do.
âWhy are you doing this to me? why me? I hate you, I hate you Yingluo!â
As Wen Cheng cried, she grabbed Fu Lingâs hand and put it in her mouth, biting it hard.
Fu Ling did not resist and let Wen Cheng bite her hand.
His hand had been bitten, and a lot of blood flowed out.
He didnât feel any pain and didnât say a word.
The ambulance arrived about ten minutes later.
Fu Ling followed the ambulance and took Wen Cheng to the hospital for emergency treatment.
When they arrived at the hospital, the doctors and nurses quickly sent Wen Cheng to the emergency room.
Fu Ling stood at the entrance of the emergency room in a sorry state. He stared at the red light that lit up at the entrance.
When Zhang Liang received the news, he rushed to the emergency room as fast as he could.
He looked at Fu Ling, who was in a sorry state.
He was shocked.
He quickly looked at Fu Lingâs bloody palm.
âMr. Fu, your hand ...â
Fu Ling glanced at his palm indifferently. He didnât care at all.
He looked up at Zhang Liang and ordered,âfind the contact information of S countryâs president Wen Muchu immediately and tell them about Wen Chengâs accident, ran ran.â &Nbsp;
Zhang Liang replied in a low voice. He did not dare to delay and quickly sent someone to check Wen Muchuâs contact information.
Very quickly, Zhang Liang found the Presidentâs Houseâs phone number.
Fu Ling personally called Wen Muchu.