Chapter 238 I Really Pain

Gu Yanhao frowned, "Oh, the wound hurts so much."

"Okay, stop pretending." Song Wuyou sat down beside him.

Gu Yanhao put one hand on her thigh.

Song Wuyou was startled, shrank his legs, and glared at him angrily: "Fuck you~ rascal?"

Gu Yanhao said helplessly, "I think so, but the wound doesn't allow it."

Song Wuyou snorted softly, scooped a spoonful of porridge and brought it to his mouth, "Eat it."

Gu Yanhao looked at her faintly, opened his mouth to eat the porridge she fed.

Song Wuyou was embarrassed by him, she looked at him: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Gu Yanhao curled his lips and smiled gracefully: "Suddenly I feel very happy."

"Of course you are happy, rich and powerful." You are still so handsome.

"Song Wuyou, thank you."

Song Wuyou looked at him suspiciously: "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for always pestering me and letting me marry you."

Song Wuyou was slightly taken aback.

Gu Yanhao looked at her seriously: "Only I have a chance to find out how good you are."

Song Wuyou lowered her head, and her clear eyes flashed a touch of complexity.

She blinked, hiding the complexity in her eyes with her long eyelashes.

When he raised his eyes again, his eyes returned to their usual indifference.

"The little girl was beaten to the heart and died." She said lightly.

In the hospital, she didn't tell him, because she hoped that he could calm down and recuperate.

Now, seeing that he has the energy to play tricks, this injury really doesn't matter to him.

But she acted like a scumbag again, she felt sorry for his wounds and wanted to take care of him——

Gu Yanhao's eyes narrowed when he heard it, "These killers are really damn good, going to hell will cost them all."

He actually committed a murder on the street, hurting so many innocent people.

Song Wuyou felt extremely heavy when she thought that the little girl died because of herself.

She looked at Gu Yanhao, "What are you going to do with Yang Yuhui?"

Gu Yanhao asked her back, "What do you want to do with it?"

"...Isn't it about killing people for their lives?" Isn't that what modern law is like?

"You want to send her to jail to be shot?"

Song Wuyou said sadly, "That little girl is so beautiful, she will definitely be a beautiful woman when she grows up."

Gu Yanhao looked at her deeply: "Yang Yuhui's fate will definitely satisfy you."

Song Wuyou smiled helplessly, and there was a look of sadness in her eyes, "My stepmother is so cruel to me."

If it was the original owner's IQ, he should have been killed by Yang Yuhui long ago.

When Gu Yanhao heard this, his heart sank.

He smiled and scratched her thigh deliberately, "In the future, whoever treats you hard, I will help you go back."

Song Wuyou moved his body, pushed his hand away, and gave him a blank eye: "Just talk when you speak, why are you arresting me?"

"Ouch, it hurts." Gu Yanhao was pushed by her and lay down on the sofa, his thick black eyebrows furrowed, looking at Song Wuyou with a pained look.

Song Wuyou coldly despised him: "Fake it."

Gu Yanhao frowned even more, "It really hurts."

"Eat it yourself." Song Wuyou put the bowl on the coffee table and wanted to leave.

"No!" Gu Yanhao sat up suddenly and reached out to grab her wrist.

"Hi..." The movement was too fast, pulling on the wound, causing Gu Yanhao to gasp in pain.

He raised his head, frowned, and looked at Song Wuyou deeply, "Hey, my wound really hurts."

"To be able to grab me with such strength, you... ah, it's bleeding." Song Wuyou panicked when he saw Gu Yanhao's navy blue shirt stained with blood.