It seemed that these villains who deliberately targeted Gu Wan would only say this sentence.
Gu Wan shook her head helplessly in Gong Mohan's arms. Gong Mohan sensed Gu Wan's movement and reached out to stroke Gu Wan's hair with pity.
Gong Mohan seemed to like this movement very much.
"What's wrong?" Gong Mohan's voice was always unexpectedly soft when facing Gu Wan.
Gu Wan remained silent and did not speak. She just snuggled up to Gong Mohan.
"Are you scared? Or what? " Gong Mohan asked tentatively. He knew that no matter how strong Gu Wan looked, she was still a girl in her heart.
She was a child who cried and made trouble. Gong Mohan was willing to spoil her.
Gu Wan still did not speak. Her dark eyes seemed to be looking at Gong Mohan, but it seemed that she was looking through Gong Mohan. No one knew what she was thinking.
Gong Mohan knew that Gu Wan probably did not want to speak, so he let her be.
When Gu Wan wanted to say something, she would naturally say it. Now he just needed to accompany her quietly.
Under the starry sky, under the night sky, Gong Mohan and Gu Wan were silent but quiet.
After a while, the bodyguards who escorted Mo Xuerong to the police station came back.
They wanted to talk to Gong Mohan.
But Gong Mohan waved his hand. "Let's talk here. Gu Wan is also your master."
Although Gong Mohan had said similar words before, such as telling the bodyguards to listen to Gu Wan, it was the first time that he said it so clearly.
The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, then continued to speak. Anyway, this was the result that they had already expected. "Mo Xuerong was convicted of intentional homicide, and was in the stage of attempted homicide, which constituted a crime. She was sentenced to 10 years in prison."
"En, I got it. I hope that Mo Xuerong can turn over a new leaf after ten years in prison. " Gong Mohan said lightly, then waved his hand, indicating that the bodyguard could leave.
After the bodyguard left, Gong Mohan put his clothes on Gu Wan.
The deeper the dew was, the colder it was.
Gong Mohan knew that Gu Wan was weak.
"Can't bear to?" Gong Mohan's words were like a breeze, blowing into Gu Wan's ears.
She moved closer to Gong Mohan. Gu Wan's red lips opened slightly, and she called out Gong Mohan's name.
"Hmm?" Gong Mohan responded, and his soft eyes wrapped around Gu Wan's body.
"I'm just a little tired," Gu Wan said softly, and her voice was so low that it seemed to be swallowed by the silence of the night.
However, Gong Mohan still heard it clearly. "Then take a rest."
Gu Wan acted as if she didn't hear Gong Mohan's words, and still said calmly, "I don't know why, but a lot of people always target me and make things difficult for me. I don't want to be their enemy, but they just won't let me go."
"I understand, Gu Wan. It's not your fault." Gong Mohan comforted Gu Wan. Indeed, Gu Wan had experienced too much pain along the way.
Most of the time, Gu Wan was forced to bear the burden of growing up, the pressure from Mo Xuerong, and Gu Yanran's jealousy. These really made Gu Wan bear it for too long, and she was tired because she was anxious.
"I really don't like this. It's meaningless to hurt each other." When Gu Wan said that, there seemed to be a sense of loneliness in her tone.
If it was possible, Gu Wan probably yearned for the kind of human peace, the kind of peaceful days where she lived with the people she cared about.
But in her heart, Gu Wan knew that it was impossible.
From the moment she fell in love with Gong Mohan, Gu Wan was separated from the peaceful life, and she was destined to lose those ordinary joys.
"Gu Wan, it can't be helped. You are hurt by others, and if you don't want to be hurt, you have to hurt others. Otherwise, it's impossible to stop," Gong Mohan said thoughtfully.
It seemed that he was talking to Gu Wan, but wasn't Gong Mohan also telling himself?
If he wanted to protect the people he loved, he had to be strong. This was also the way Gong Mohan grew up.
But Gu Wan was a little luckier. Gong Mohan grew up alone, and Gu Wan always had Gong Mohan by her side.
"Gu Wan, don't worry. I will always be with you. As long as you don't give up, I will not let go of your hand. "Gong Mohan held Gu Wan's hand tightly and suddenly said such a touching sentence.
"Okay." Gu Wan nodded seriously. If it weren't for Gong Mohan, she could have left when Mo Xuerong came to her with a huge sum of money.
Since she had made the choice and fallen in love, Gu Wan would take responsibility.
"If you are tired, why don't we go on a trip? It can make up for our honeymoon." Gong Mohan thought of this and proposed. "What do you think?"
In fact, Gong Mohan had this idea for a long time. But too many things had happened since they got married, so it was delayed.
It seemed to be a good idea to go on a trip now, and he could relax with Gu Wan.
Thinking of traveling with Gu Wan, Gong Mohan felt happy.
Blue sky, white clouds, picturesque scenery …
Of course, the most important thing was that he was in the arms of a beautiful woman.
Gong Mohan was thinking about what might happen during the trip. A long time passed unconsciously, but Gong Mohan didn't get a response from Gu Wan.
He looked down at Gu Wan in his arms strangely, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Gu Wan actually fell asleep. It seemed that she was really tired.
"Alas." Gong Mohan sighed, then he carried Gu Wan in his arms and went back to the room.
It seemed that tonight's "activity" with Gu Wan had to be canceled.
On the other side, Mo Xuerong was obviously not as comfortable as Gong Mohan.
She stayed in the cell with walls on all sides and complained.
The cell was very dirty and closed. People like Mo Xuerong, who thought highly of themselves and never wronged themselves, naturally couldn't stay there.
Of course, Mo Xuerong wasn't alone in the cell. Gong Mohan couldn't let Mo Xuerong be so comfortable in the cell, let alone give her a single cell.
If he didn't give Mo Xuerong some "special care", he would be worthy of their friendship.
The cell Mo Xuerong was in was a mixed cell.
There were men and women, old and young. Most of their faces were gray, and their eyes showed numbness and hopelessness.
The people in this cell were all people who had been imprisoned for the crime of intentional homicide.
Most of them were sentenced to life imprisonment. In such a closed and isolated place, they couldn't even count the number of years they had to stay for twenty years. What was the difference between that and an indefinite sentence?
Therefore, they were all like marionettes, without their own consciousness.
Back then, his murderous spirit and viciousness had also been worn away.
This was probably the meaning of the existence of prison.
Mo Xuerong looked at the appearance of these people and imagined that she would one day become like this. She couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
She didn't want to be like this.
Looking around again, Mo Xuerong found that one person was different, as if he didn't fit in with them.
It was a middle-aged man sitting in the corner. He sat there calmly with his eyes closed, as if he was cultivating.
Such a difference made Mo Xuerong notice him successfully. The clothes on this middle-aged man seemed to be different from those of the others.
It was very exquisite, not dirty, and the style was very novel and expensive. There wasn't even a wrinkle.
Mo Xuerong's eyes were very sharp. She knew that it was a very miraculous thing to see such clothes in prison.
She had known that there was no such thing as an iron in prison.
Moreover, the clothes in prison were all the same, which could be seen from the uniform of the others.
Because Mo Xuerong had just come in, she didn't have time to get her clothes.
Moreover, the prisoners in prison were all requested to go to reform through labor.
In this case, how could it be normal for the clothes to be so neat and exquisite?
Mo Xuerong kept this doubt in her heart and secretly observed the middle-aged man for the rest of the time.
Gradually, Mo Xuerong found that this middle-aged man was indeed different from the others.
When they went to reform through labor, the prison guards wouldn't escort the middle-aged man. They would leave him where he was and lock the door. They would even leave a prison guard to watch him alone.
It was more like a kind of protection than a guard.
Also, when the people in this prison interacted with each other, they would avoid this middle-aged man, as if they were secretly afraid of him.
These suspicious points made Mo Xuerong quickly confirm that this middle-aged man was definitely not ordinary.
In prison, Mo Xuerong tried not to talk. Compared with her outside, she was much more timid.
She knew that the people in prison were not to be trifled with. It was not like the outside world. She could not escape any good in prison alone.
However, even if Mo Xuerong kept a low profile and didn't look for trouble, trouble would come to her.
Just because she was new and had a pretty face.
There was a tradition in prison, which was to bully newcomers. After all, prison was a place for people. As the saying went, "Where there are people, there will be trouble."
In prison, there were also people who called themselves the boss. If there was a boss, there would naturally be a youngest.
Not surprisingly, the title of youngest fell on the newcomer, Mo Xuerong, who was a woman.
In daily life, she was constantly bullied and insulted.
Although Mo Xuerong was a proud person, she had to swallow it. Anyway, she had never thought that she would really stay here for eight or ten years.
It was impossible.
A woman's ten years were very precious. Besides, Mo Xuerong was still waiting to get revenge on Gu Wan and the others.
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