Chapter 782 She Died for You

He would not mistake this soft voice, Tang Moer!

He thought she left and didn't want him anymore.

It turned out that she didn't leave.

She didn't abandon him.

She didn't want him anymore.

The heavy haze on Lu Yeming's face disappeared, and a soft arc appeared at the corner of his cold lips. He wanted to speak.

At this time, he heard the person behind him say, "Yeming, sister will always love you!"

A force pushed from behind, and Tang Moer pushed Lu Yeming in front away.

Bang, the car hit it.

Lu Yeming's ears buzzed, he looked back, the car had hit Tang Moer, the car body scraped against the guardrail and splashed sparks, the guardrail cracked, and the car and Tang Moer fell into the sea at the same time.

The cold wind blew, leaving behind a pink skirt.

"There's a car accident!"

"Call 110 quickly!"

"It has sunk and disappeared!"...

The street was in chaos, many people were talking, and Lu Yeming couldn't hear what they were saying.

His ears were filled with that soft voice,

---Ye Ming.

---Sister loves you forever.

He wanted to shout, he wanted to shout just now, but the word "sister" was stuck in his throat, like being stabbed and unable to be pulled out.

It hurts.

The overwhelming pain spread all over his body, making him livid.

He raised his foot forward, his throat tasted fishy and sweet, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Following his footsteps, blood "dripping" all the way.

It's okay, sister, don't be afraid.

I'm here.

Ye Ming is coming.

Lu Ye Ming ran to the river and jumped down.

"Master!"

Fan Men rushed over, raised his hand and chopped directly at the back of Lu Ye Ming's neck.

Lu Ye Ming closed his eyes and fainted.

...

Gu Mo Han returned to the imperial capital and got on the Rolls-Royce luxury car. Yan Dong asked respectfully, "President, are you going to pick up the young master?"

"Yes." Gu Mo Han nodded.

Yan Dong stepped on the accelerator, and the luxury car sped away.

In the car, Gu Mohan leaned his handsome back lazily in the back seat and closed his eyes.

He fell asleep and had a dream.

He dreamed of Tang Moer, who threw herself into his arms in a pink dress, pestering him and calling him, "Husband."

He gently rubbed her hair, "What's wrong?"

"I miss my husband... I can't bear to leave my husband, so I have to come and see him." She looked at him with curved eyebrows, her eyes were flowing and captivating.

Gu Mohan hooked his lips and wanted to hold her in his arms.

But his arms were empty, and Tang Moer disappeared.

Gu Mohan suddenly opened his eyes and broke out in a cold sweat.

"President, what's wrong?" Yan Dong asked with concern in the front driver's seat.

Gu Mohan frowned and woke up completely, but her soft voice was still lingering in his ears---I can't bear to leave my husband, so I want to come and see him.

The ringing in his heart was loud. He had never felt so tight and anxious in all these years. Gu Mohan took out his cell phone and dialed the familiar phone number.

Soon, the other end picked up.

"Hello, Moer..."

"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off." A cold and mechanical female voice came from the other end.

Gu Mohan slowly frowned his beautiful sword eyebrows.

At this time, Yan Dong's cell phone rang and he answered the call.

The next second, a sharp brake sound was heard, and the Rolls-Royce luxury car suddenly stopped.

Yan Dong turned sideways and looked at Gu Mohan in the back seat, "President... President..."

Gu Mohan raised his eyes from the phone and fell lightly on Yan Dong's face. Seeing Yan Dong's suddenly shocked eyes, his heart fell directly.

"Moer is in trouble?" He asked fiercely.

Yan Dong nodded dully, "President, the wife..."

...

--- Ye Ming.

--- Ye Ming.

Lu Yeming heard someone calling him, a familiar soft voice.

He moved his thin lips, trying to speak, but his throat was hoarse, as if he had been silenced, and he couldn't utter a word.

Mo'er!

He slowly opened his eyes.

What caught his eye was the crystal chandelier above his head. He was in his room, and had been unconscious for three days.

"Master, do you want some water?" Fanmen handed him the teacup.

Lu Yeming sat up, his deep phoenix eyes were cold without any temperature, and he waved his hand, and the teacup fell on the carpet.

Fanmen's face changed, and he quickly knelt down, "Master, I was wrong, please punish me."

He knocked the master unconscious.

Lu Yeming glanced at Fanmen coldly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

But his heart ached, and his throat was fishy and sweet.

He raised his hand and wiped it, and his hand was covered with blood.

"Master, the doctor said that your heart veins are damaged and you have vomited blood from your heart. Please take care of yourself and rest."

Blood from your heart?

Lu Yeming looked at the red back of his hand and gently closed his eyes.

"Master, you have been in a coma for three days. The search in the sea has never stopped. The car was found and the driver died in it, but...but the young lady was not found."

"This sea is upstream. It is very likely that the young lady was washed downstream by the rapid river water..."

Before Fanmen finished speaking, Lu Yeming suddenly stood up. He was wearing a thin black V-neck sweater, his handsome face was pale, and he was so painful that he could hardly breathe. He raised his foot to leave.

But the next second, Lu Yeming stopped.

There was another person in the room, Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan had been sitting on the sofa, where the light was dim, and half of his profile was fierce and gloomy. He didn't know how long he had been sitting there, in silence, with a suffocating depression.

Lu Yeming couldn't move any further.

At this time, Gu Mohan stood up and walked towards him.

Gu Mohan rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt carelessly, and a solid fist hit Lu Yeming's pale face directly.

Lu Yeming didn't fight back or dodge, and was directly hit on the carpet by this fist.

"Mr. Gu!" Fanmen shouted.

Gu Mohan lowered his waist, grabbed Lu Yeming's collar with his big hand and wanted to hit him again.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open, and a figure of a dusty figure ran in. Jun Xiqing gently held Gu Mohan's hand, "Mr. Gu, stop fighting, you are the two people that Sister Mo'er loves the most."

Gu Mohan's eyes were red, and Lu Yeming was not much better, with red bloodshot eyes.

"Lu Yeming, I won't hit you. Your sister has protected someone with her life. If I hit you, she will feel bad."

"Your sister shed blood on your road to imperial power. Don't let her down. Take the surname Murong and rule the world."

After saying that, Gu Mohan threw Lu Yeming away with force. He turned around and strode away.

...

Gu Mohan left and soon disappeared into the darkness outside.

Fanmen retreated, leaving Jun Xiqing and Lu Yeming alone in the room.

Jun Xiqing stretched out her little hand and handed it to him, "Get up."

The fine bangs covered Lu Yeming's red phoenix eyes. He pushed her hand away and stood up by himself.