Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 113 Shang Tingyan, you dog

Seeing Jiang Liwu struggling to control her emotions while suppressing a huge loss of control, he inexplicably tensed up and made a gesture of surrender with his hands. "Miss Jiang, what are you doing?" Is she going to hit him?

He hadn't offended Jiang Liwu, much less toyed with her feelings. Given Jiang Liwu's methods of using witchcraft to manipulate people, it was more likely that she would treat him like a dog.

He was just being a little sarcastic at most.

"Does Brother Yan mean... Shang Tingyan?" Jiang Liwu wouldn't allow Gu Youchuan to avoid the question.

"Yes, yes, who else in this world could I willingly call 'brother' besides Yan-ge?"

Jiang Liwu's eyes reddened even more. Gu Youchuan had seen her like this before, and immediately became flustered, "You wouldn't be going to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Liwu interrupted him in a hoarse voice, "Shang Tingyan was in a car accident?"

"Yes."

"How could he be in a car accident? Where is he now? Tell me!" Jiang Liwu pulled Gu Youchuan even tighter, making his neck red and his breathing difficult. "He was taken away by the medical staff, at..."

Jiang Liwu couldn't hear what he said next. Her mind went blank for a moment, and the words "he was taken away by the medical staff" echoed in her mind. She recalled the medical staff she had just passed by on the way down the corridor and the tall figure on the ambulance covered with a white cloth stained with blood.

Jiang Liwu let go of Gu Youchuan and turned around to run back without regard for anything else.

"...I'm treating the wound, I'll be out soon." Gu Youchuan's unfinished words drifted into the air, only he heard them. He watched the person disappear quickly, scratched his head in silence, and then hesitantly straightened his wrinkled tie and collar.

Is Jiang Liwu worried about Shang Tingyan?

However, Shang Tingyan's injuries were not serious. His injured hand was still able to move freely, and the rest of his body only had some simple abrasions.

But Jiang Liwu's appearance made it seem as if Shang Tingyan's life had also been lost.

Gu Youchuan saw Shang Tingyan, whose arm was bandaged, come into his field of vision.

Unconsciously, he glanced in the direction Jiang Liwu had left and then turned his gaze back to Shang Tingyan.

This……

Shang Tingyan came up to him. "Let's go."

"Miss Jiang was looking for you just now," Gu Youchuan said, bringing up the matter again.

"Jiang Liwu, looking for me?" Shang Tingyan paused, a hint of surprise in his eyes. His lips didn't curve into a smile, and despite the car accident and the scraped arm, he still seemed to be in a good mood.

"Yes, I heard you were in a car accident. You looked like you were about to cry. You might have misunderstood something."

cry?

Thinking of how Jiang Liwu cried during their first face-to-face meeting, Shang Tingyan felt a pang of sadness and a slight sting in his heart. He frowned and said, "Go back first," before walking inside.

"Hey." Seeing Shang Tingyan turn around without hesitation for Jiang Liwu and stride off to find her, Gu Youchuan knew that he might really be in trouble.

"I'll go with you." Gu Youchuan caught up with him, truly impressed.

I reckon that when he told Jiang Liwu and Si Mocheng to leave first after we ran into them holding hands last time, he was probably looking for Jiang Liwu.

Tsk, I wonder what the scene was like back then.

Jiang Liwu kept weaving through the crowded people. Perhaps this is what happens when you're unlucky; there were even more people blocking her way until she reached the VIP floor, where the space suddenly became much emptier.

She couldn't help but start running down the long corridor covered in cold tiles.

The sound, like a nightmare, kept echoing in my ears.

'I won't survive...'

'He was in a car accident, so young, only in his early twenties, not even thirty...'

'It's a man...'

Impossible, no way. She had already changed the world, changed the outcome of Shang Tingyan's death, and everything was moving in a positive direction. Everything was fine before.

But every time Shang Tingyan collapsed in front of her, he was perfectly fine just a second before.

Jiang Liwu abruptly stopped running, her chest trembling, accompanied by chaotic breathing.

Seeing the man being wheeled out of the emergency room and covered with a new white sheet left Jiang Liwu's mind blank; she knew what that meant.

The medical staff naturally saw Jiang Liwu as well. Seeing her distraught appearance, they assumed she was a family member, or at least the deceased's girlfriend. So they stopped and stood quietly in place, their eyes filled with pity as they looked at Jiang Liwu.

Jiang Liwu dragged her feet closer, and when she reached the bedside, she didn't even have the courage to lift the white sheet. She knelt down on one knee, her hands gripping the bed frame tightly, her hair drooping, and her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

"impossible……"

"It won't be yours, Shang Tingyan..."

"I do not believe."

"I told you I didn't want you to die, you lied to me, how could you lie to me again..." When a person is extremely sad, they can't cry. Jiang Liwu's eyes were bloodshot, and the world around her was desolate and empty, without a single tear. Everything was dried up.

It had lost all vitality and was now shrouded in gloom.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out behind her, "Jiang Liwu." It was so familiar that Jiang Liwu looked up abruptly, her expression a mixture of disbelief and confusion.

She didn't turn around because of that shout, but her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Jiang Liwu." Shang Tingyan called out again, his leather shoes landing firmly on the floor, making his presence impossible to ignore, yet also making it clear that he might be real.

Jiang Liwu stood up, clenching her fists. She turned around and saw Shang Tingyan standing there, alive and well. Tears welled up and fell instantly, then streamed down her face like a broken string.

"Shang Tingyan!" Jiang Liwu shouted with a bone-chilling, flesh-chewing intensity, as if she wanted to tear him to pieces. "You dog!"

She hurtled towards Shang Tingyan with lightning speed, fierce and forceful, as if trying to penetrate his very bones and blood, to embed herself deeply into his body.

Jiang Liwu tightened her grip on the man's strong, muscular waist, burying her head tightly in his chest.

Shang Tingyan was knocked back a step and instinctively reached out to hug Jiang Liwu, only to be stunned by Jiang Liwu's scolding.

This is the first time in my life I've ever heard someone insult him like that.

It felt novel, and the way Jiang Liwu cursed actually sounded quite nice coming from her mouth...

The front of the shirt was so wet that it could be wrung out quite a bit of water.

He should have felt a cool sensation, but Shang Tingyan felt as if he had been scalded by hot water, which made him anxious and somewhat at a loss.

Jiang Liwu cried in front of him again.

This time, they specifically named him because he was indeed the one who made them cry.

Shang Tingyan didn't know how to comfort the person, and was so nervous that he didn't know what to say. He just gently patted the back of the person in his arms.