The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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When Huo Yan bent down and gently placed a kiss on the ice coffin, close to Gu Weimian's face. Huo Yan raised his eyes and looked at her, why didn't she come over. All her relatives are dead." "Isn't there still Ao Qijun?" Gu Weimian's face was twisted and distorted with pain.
What kind of face is this?
It has been completely burned, like a melted wax figure.
Even my eyeballs are about to fall out.
Her stomach churned.
When Huo Yan bent down and gently placed a kiss on the ice coffin, close to Gu Weimian's face.
This feeling reached its peak.
Huo Yan raised his eyes and looked at her, why didn't she come over.
Gu Weiman seemed to be frozen in place and could only stand there in a daze.
The man saw Gu Weimian's pale face and his expression darkened.
"come over."
Gu Weimian shook his head.
The man pulled her over and pressed her onto the ice coffin.
"Didn't you say she was kind to you? What's wrong with you now? Are you afraid to look at her?"
Gu Weimian endured the nausea rising from his stomach and struggled to turn his face away.
"Are you a pervert?"
She felt a stinging sensation on her cheek, which was quickly numbed by the cold.
The man approached her.
"Where's the gratitude you promised? Now that you see her face, it's all gone? Huh?"
Gu Weimian felt that his arm was about to be broken by the man.
And that hideous and terrifying burned face was getting closer and closer to her.
Through the ice, Gu Weimian felt like he was about to kiss that face.
She didn't even dare to speak, for fear of spitting on the ice coffin.
But her silence only intensified the strength in the man's hands.
Gu Weimian reluctantly opened his mouth.
"Is this respect? Why would Gu Weimian want others to see him in this state?!"
She's going crazy, okay?
So disgusting!
Huo Yan's voice was cold.
“She’s not disgusting.
Gu Weimian was almost dizzy.
"Hurry up and take the ice coffin away and bury it!"
"It's not your turn to make the decision here!"
"It's not your turn to make the decision here!" Gu Weimian immediately refuted the man, "Who are you to her? A relative, a lover, or a friend? It's not your turn to take charge of funeral matters!"
"Who should take care of it then? All her relatives are dead."
"Isn't there still Ao Qijun?" Gu Weimian's face was twisted and distorted with pain. "He is Gu Weimian's fiancé, right? Did the clinic explosion kill him? If not, let him take care of it!"
The brain was buzzing.
Gu Weiman felt as if his soul and body were being torn apart.
It must be that this face is so disgusting.
She couldn't stay there for a moment.
Behind her, Huo Yan paused, allowing her to catch her breath.
The man lowered his voice and said slowly,
"She does have a fiancé."
Gu Weimian's chest heaved.
"Isn't that good?"
"He is indeed not dead."
Gu Weimian was stunned.
The man looked at her with his eyes downcast.
"How did you know...the clinic exploded?"
Gu Weiman felt a chill in his heart.
She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
The man approached her, his dark eyes like a ball of indissoluble ink.
"No one knew about the clinic explosion, and no one knew that... Ao Qijun was there at that time."
Gu Weiman's heart almost stopped beating.
Before Huo Yan could say anything else, her eyes went dark and she fainted.
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When Gu Weiman woke up again, it was still dark outside.
She felt sticky and seemed to have sweated a lot.
I felt cold all over again.
It's so uncomfortable.
She frowned and slowly opened her eyes.
In her sight was Huo Yan's handsome face with deep features, and the bony hand that the man stretched out.