"Ye Gu, stop!" Su Qianxun looked anxiously at Ye Gu. Even though Xia Chuxi was extremely despicable, it was not to the point that he deserved to die.
'He merely doesn't love me.'
…..
Su Qianxun walked behind Ye Gu as they exited the hospital. When Ye Gu saw the low-profile yet luxurious limousine outside the door, his heart skipped a beat.
He stopped abruptly, causing Su Qianxun to almost bump into him.
"What happened?" Su Qianxun asked in confusion. Ye Qu stepped aside and she, too, saw the limousine that was parked outside the door.
The bodyguard opened the door, and Long Sijue could be seen sitting with the air of an emperor in a leather armchair. Su Qianxun was not able to see his expression clearly. She could only see the lit cigarette in his hand.
"Young Mistress Su, please enter the car," the bodyguard who was standing by the door said politely.
