"Yes, yes, young master!" The servant trembled as they exited.
Even Gu Yifeng didn't dare to speak, sympathetically watching the young maid leave—what did the young girl do wrong, really!
"You, get out too!" Ling Chuan stared at Gu Yifeng.
Gu Yifeng shrugged, "Alright, alright, I'm going, I'm going!"
Watching An Ziqing on the bed, her brow tightly furrowed in pain, murmuring: "Ling Chuan... run away..."
This bullet was meant for him!
With his physique, a bullet like this was nothing!
But An Ziqing was a girl from the start. He had always protected her, never letting her suffer.
The last miscarriage, she hadn't recovered properly.
He had misunderstood her, hit her, kicked her.
He truly deserved to die!
Deserved to die!
"Chouchou... Chouchou..." An Ziqing was also murmuring his nickname.
Ling Chuan immediately crouched down, holding her hand against his cheek, "I'm here! An Ziqing, Chouchou is here!"
It seemed she heard his voice.
