Chapter 813: I Get Queasy at the Sight of Blood

Chapter 813: Chapter 813: I Get Queasy at the Sight of Blood

But she had many restrictions; she wasn’t allowed to go here, nor was she allowed to go there.

Tang Suiyu was furious. No, she couldn’t just sit and wait to die; she needed to take contraceptives!

But these people would never give them to her!

"I want to go out shopping. Brother Zhong promised me I could go out!"

The few people exchanged glances and looked at her, "No way!"

Damn it!

Ye Gushen!

If the man I saw yesterday was you, and the man who slept with me last night wasn’t you, I’ll chase you to the Underworld and deal with you!

Your wife is being bullied, and you’re not showing up. So hateful, so hateful, so hateful!

She sat under a sunshade by the pool, with fruits and juice on the table, but she didn’t dare to drink the juice.

She had a psychological shadow from it.

Propping her chin, she wondered how Li Zi was doing now, whether Gu Nanfeng had come looking, and if that man was Ye Gushen!

But all along, in her heart, Ye Gushen was so powerful, she couldn’t bear his sacrifice, and just felt he was still alive!

She just didn’t know it.

One day, he would return to her side.

She was just that confident, a mystic confidence!

As she was thinking, there was a commotion behind her. She turned around and saw Brother Zhong being supported, looking seriously injured, with a tall and straight man standing behind him.

The man’s gaze didn’t fall on her as he followed the person in front away.

But she was speechless for a long time. It wasn’t that face, but the feeling, the figure was exactly like Ye Gushen.

She didn’t know how much three years could change a person, but she would never mistake her husband!

She anxiously ran over, ostensibly to care about Brother Zhong’s injuries, but secretly observing that familiar stranger.

Brother Zhong was shot in the abdomen and arm. Though bandaged, many people gathered, concerned about her.

She hadn’t said anything yet, and she didn’t want to. Her eyes were on that unfamiliar face, really plain, nowhere near as striking as Ye Gushen’s strikingly handsome face.

But she just had that feeling; this was her husband!

Her husband she hadn’t seen for three years—Ye Gushen!

Those eyes couldn’t be wrong—deep black, cool and indifferent, with a hint of warmth.

The man’s gaze suddenly looked at her but was indifferent, without any warmth, though his hands instinctively tightened.

Brother Zhong said he wanted to sleep and told them all to leave!

Tang Suiyu anxiously turned around, wanting to chase after him for clarity, but Brother Zhong kept her.

"Stay with me!"

"I..." Tang Suiyu watched that figure leave but stayed where she was.

Whether anything happened between them last night, Brother Zhong should know clearly.

Brother Zhong was currently injured, unable to do anything to her, but if he dared, she’d definitely grab the vase next to her and smash it on his head!

Brother Zhong saw the love bite on her neck, "I was too rough last night and hurt you!"

Tang Suiyu’s mind buzzed, and she collapsed onto the sofa by the bedside. Was it really him last night?

Could it not have been Ye Gushen?

"What’s wrong? Not feeling well? Don’t be afraid, these are just minor injuries! They don’t matter! If you’re really scared, you can go!"

Quite understanding!

This pervert!

"I get dizzy at the sight of blood." She set herself up!

Actually, there wasn’t a drop of blood on Brother Zhong, covered by gauze, not a hint visible.

The air was filled with the smell of medicine.

She went out, footsteps unsteady, her heart pounding. Could she really have been mistaken?