Three days later, there was still no news of the child, as if he was no longer in S City. As time dragged on, Wan Qianqian's heart tightened. She didn't sleep well for the next few days. The dark circles under her eyes were particularly obvious, and her figure was getting thinner by the day.
The atmosphere in the Gu residence became more and more oppressive day by day. When the servants passed by their masters, their attitudes were all respectful, and they even had a slight smile on their faces. It was almost impeccable.
"Tan Feng, will Xin Yue and Xin Yi be alright? Will they not be able to sleep well, eat well..." Wan Qianqian hugged her knees as she nestled in the corner of the sofa. Her voice was a combination of depression and sobs. As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, and they began to moisten.
Wan Qianqian had asked these questions many times in the past few days. Almost every day, she would wash her face with tears, and her eyelids gradually became red and swollen. Even when she slept, she would have nightmares and couldn't sleep soundly.
Not only was Wan Qianqian like this, but even Lu Yunxue became extremely haggard. She knelt in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva every day, praying and praying to protect her grandson.
One situation after another made Gu Tanfeng's heart uncomfortable, and his anger gradually spread. He ordered an attack on the Xu enterprise at all costs. This action simply caused a small financial crisis in S City, and even some of the surrounding cities couldn't escape.
"No, Xin Yue and Xin Yi are very strong. They must be waiting for us somewhere." Gu Tanfeng reached out and gently rubbed her black hair, comforting her.
Unfortunately, these words of comfort were useful on the first day, but as there was no news from Xin Yue and Xin Yi, the effect was greatly reduced.
Tired from crying, Wan Qianqian buried her head between her knees and gradually fell asleep. But her eyebrows were still tightly knitted, and she could not sleep peacefully. Her fair and delicate face was covered with crisscrossing tear stains, and her eyelashes were also a little wet. The skin of her lower eyelids had become dark blue.
Gu Tanfeng sighed softly. He stretched out his muscular arms and carried her in his arms as he walked upstairs. Every step was extremely steady and did not disturb the person in his arms.
After placing Wan Qianqian on the bed, Gu Tanfeng went to the bathroom to get a hot towel and carefully wiped the tears on her face. From time to time, he would stretch out his calloused fingers to rub her tightly knitted brows. His eyes were filled with pity.
"Have a good sleep." After Gu Tanfeng cleaned her face, he planted a light kiss on her smooth forehead before leaving reluctantly.
When Gu Tanfeng walked out of the room, his face immediately returned to its cold expression. He took out his cell phone and dialed He Zeng's number. "Where is Xu Changjun now?"
In her dream, Wan Qianqian saw two small figures standing at the edge of the cliff, their faces full of tears. Two pairs of dark eyes were filled with endless sorrow as they looked in her direction, as if asking, "Mommy, why aren't you here yet?"
"Xin Yue, Xin Yi! Mommy is here! Don't, don't jump! " Wan Qianqian opened her mouth in horror to stop the two figures from approaching the edge of the cliff. Her nerves were stretched taut, and she swallowed her saliva with difficulty. She was extremely afraid that the two figures would fall into the bottomless cliff.
And at this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly rang out. "What? You want to save them? Then why don't you listen to me properly? "
Liang Yuerong, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, stood beside the two figures. Her hands were already pressed against the backs of the two babies. As long as she exerted a little force, Xin Yue and Xin Yi would definitely be pushed down the cliff.
This scene fiercely stimulated Wan Qianqian's nerves. She screamed, almost breaking her voice. "No!"
But just as she said this, Liang Yuerong's hand also exerted a little force. The two small figures did not even have the strength to struggle and were pushed down the cliff just like that.
But the moment before they fell down the cliff, the two pairs of eyes changed from resentment to hatred. That kind of hatred made Wan Qianqian's heart suddenly sink. Unknowingly, tears overflowed from her eyes again, rolling down drop by drop.
Before Wan Qianqian could recover from the shock of the two babies falling down the cliff, Liang Yuerong's ferocious face suddenly enlarged in front of her. She was so scared that her legs almost turned to jelly. Her eyes were filled with panic, but there was even more anger in her heart!
"Why! Why do you have to hurt my children like this! " Wan Qianqian almost lost control and used her hands to hit Liang Yuerong fiercely, but she was unable to cause any real harm to her.
Faced with such a question, Liang Yuerong's face revealed a triumphant smile. She suddenly stretched out her hand. Wan Qianqian's gaze also followed the direction of her hand, only to see Lu Yunxue's deathly pale face.
That kind of vitality gradually left her face. Originally, Lu Yunxue's hands were still on her neck, struggling, but gradually, her strength seemed to be sucked out, and her hands also hung weakly by her side. Then, Liang Yuerong's hand loosened, and Lu Yunxue's figure fell at Wan Qianqian's feet.
"What do you want? Liang Yuerong! " Wan Qianqian no longer had any hope that she could persuade this person whose bones had been corroded by hatred. She could only ask helplessly.
"What do I want? Didn't I tell you long ago? Since you're not willing, then don't blame me. " Liang Yuerong smiled sweetly, the gentleness on her face was still obvious, but it was as if there was a demon living in her body.
Then, she stretched out her other hand. This time, it was Gu Tanfeng's. The blood drained from Wan Qianqian's face, and her fingers couldn't help but tremble. Looking at Gu Tanfeng's face that was gradually losing color, she suddenly hugged his head and cried bitterly, "Ah — — No! Go away! "
A muffled 'plop' sound came from the direction of the room, and the pain from her ankle made Wan Qianqian return to her senses. She slowly opened her eyes, and a soft and dim light reflected into her eyes.
So everything was a dream. Wan Qianqian inadvertently stretched out her hand to touch her face, and a warm tear soaked the skin on the back of her hand.
But this dream was too real, so real that she almost couldn't bear the blow and died just like that. She stretched out her hand and patted her chest, suppressing the panic in her heart.
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