Capítulo 566: 566. Don't act as if you're a loving couple in front of me!
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Gu Wanjing said fiercely, "today, I'm like this because you forced me to. Song Beibei, listen carefully. It's all because of you that Gu Yanqing has become like this. It's also because of you that you're the culprit. You're the one who should go to hell the most! "..."
Faced with such accusations, Song Beibei went from being incredulous at the beginning to being numb and heartless now.
She also hated him in her heart.
She could barely hear what Gu Wanjing was saying.
Her gaze only landed on Gu Yanqing, who was not far away.
Gu Yanqing's current state was too unbearable for her.
All the anger, hatred, and resentment in her heart.. When it reached her lips, it actually turned into a powerless plea, "it's my fault. It's all my fault. I admit that it doesn't matter what you do to me anymore. Let Gu Yanqing go. No matter what, isn't he your favorite third brother Let him go and I'll stay here with you. I'll be at your disposal."
Gu Wanjing smiled. "In your dreams. None of you can think of leaving. "
As she spoke, she waved her hand.
The two soldiers released Song Beibei.
Song Beibei had been dragged for too long. Her legs were no longer able to support her body.
She was released in an instant.
She almost fell to the ground.
Gu Wanjing said to the two men, "go check on the situation up there. Whoever comes, destroy them. Don't leave any survivors. "
The two soldiers nodded and left.
Then, the door behind them closed.
Only the three of them were left in the room.
After Song Beibei was released, she immediately walked towards Gu Yanqing's direction.
She grabbed Gu Yanqing's hand.
Tears streamed down her face. "Gu Yanqing, look at me. I'm Beibei. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm late. How did you end up like this? "
Song Beibei hooked her arms around Gu Yanqing's neck and wailed.
Song Beibei's heart was filled with despair.
This was not Gu Yanqing.
Gu Yanqing would not become a puppet that could be manipulated.
But if this was not gu Yanqing, who else could it be?
Gu Yanqing, who used to be high and mighty, noble and proud, now did not even have a single focus in his eyes.
Gu Yanqing was so capable, yet he had become like this. He must have suffered a lot.
Song Beibei Thought of the Evil Gu Yanqing had been doing these past few days. The Devil. Everything he had experienced on the island.
Her heart was throbbing with pain.
It was so painful that she could not even breathe.
Gu Wanjing watched in the end.
She watched as Song Beibei hugged Gu Yanqing and cried until her heart was broken.
After a while, she walked over She said, "Don't act like you're a loving couple in front of me. Gu Yanqing hasn't known you for a long time. If there's still memory in his brain, he only remembers these days. I've been by his side day and night on the island. "
Gu Wanjing took a step forward and pulled Song Beibei away as if she had gone mad.
She couldn't bear to see Song Beibei and Gu Yanqing hugging each other.
Song Beibei fell to the ground.
Gu Wanjing said, "from now on, Song Beibei, watch me and third brother walk the final path together. I want you to clearly know that third brother is mine. Even if he dies, he can only die in my arms. On the road to the underworld, the two of us will be my companions. In the next life, he will definitely be with me. "
Then, Gu Wanjing gave an unknown order.
After a while, a few soldiers actually carried a huge iron cage in.
It was like a circus that controlled tigers and lions.
It was placed in the corner of the room.
Song Beibei felt a huge panic in her heart.
Sure enough, in a split second.
Song Beibei was stuffed into the iron cage.
When the lock was lowered, Song Beibei knocked on the iron railing, "Gu Wanjing, you pervert, what exactly do you want to do? Why did you lock me in an empty space? "
Song Beibei was really panicking.
Even though she had already mentally prepared herself.
Gu Wanjing would definitely not let go of this opportunity. She would definitely torture her.
But she did not know what kind of methods Gu wanjing would use.
Gu Wanjing had no bottom line. She was a cruel devil.
If she really used some extreme underhanded methods like framing Xiao Mianjun to humiliate her, then she would really bang her head against this iron railing and die.
Fortunately, the thing that Song Beibei was most worried about did not happen.
Gu Wanjing only locked her in a cage.
He did not torture her.
Gu Yanqing had been sleeping ever since.
There was still a heater inside.
The facilities here were the same as normal rooms.
It was just that it was wider, or there were no windows except for two doors.
Otherwise, Song Beibei wouldn't feel like she was trapped in the basement.
The fiber optics in the room were gentle.
There was a huge crystal chandelier above the ceiling.
The gentle fiber optics hit down.
The thick layer of golden carpet looked like it was sprinkled with a layer of broken diamonds.
Song Beibei Sat in the corner of the cage.
From her angle, she could see Gu Yanqing's face.
Gu Yanqing had his eyes closed. He looked exactly the same as before when he was asleep.
He was just a little thinner than before.
Song Beibei watched him like this.
She felt as if Gu Yanqing was still sleeping on the big bed in her house. He might open his eyes at any moment and kiss her hair to say, "Good Morning, Beibei! "!
It was as if all these terrible things had never happened.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
Gu Wanjing was nowhere to be found.
Song Beibei did not know the time either.
The cell phone in her pocket had long since run out of battery.
Even if it had power, there was no way to contact the outside world because there was a closed intervention system here.
Song Beibei did not know what was happening outside and whether the rescue forces had arrived.
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