A knife quickly appeared in Lin Meng's hand. She looked at Gong Ling with resentment. Why, why did there need to be another Gong Ling in this world when she already existed?

If Gong Ling hadn't been blocking her way, she would have succeeded long ago.

Everything is fake.

Her self-righteous smugness is all a joke.

It would be better if Gong Ling died.

It's not easy for her, and she won't make it easy for Gong Ling.

Lin Meng took the knife and immediately stabbed Gong Ling, "Gong Ling, go to hell!"

Gong Ling didn't expect that Lin Meng would go so crazy after he had run out of tricks and actually commit the crime in front of so many people.

At this time, the sharp knife had already reached Gong Ling, and Lin Meng stabbed towards Gong Ling with a distorted face.

The next second, a large hand with distinct joints reached out and grabbed the sharp knife in Lin Meng's hand.

Lin Meng's crazy hatred was held back by the powerful force of this big hand. Lin Meng was startled and saw that the sharp blade had cut through the palm of this hand, and bright red blood was dripping down along the sharp knife.

Who?

Lin Meng looked up, and the next second she took a deep breath in shock.

She let go of the handle of the knife, took two steps back in fright, and shouted, "Ah, ghost!"

At this time, a group of well-trained bodyguards in black ran in and directly controlled Lin Meng.

Lin Meng looked at the person who came in horror, it turned out to be Wayne!

Is he a man or a ghost?

Isn't he dead?

Gong Ling looked at the handsome and upright figure in front of her. She recognized it at a glance. The man who hugged her to avoid the motorcycle collision that night was the same person. He was Wayne.

Wayne is back!

Today Wayne was wearing a hand-made black suit, which was noble and outstanding. His perfect head-to-body ratio and handsome facial features were always unique and attracted everyone's attention.

Gong Ling stepped forward and grabbed Wayne's arm, "You're bleeding!"

Wayne lowered his handsome eyelids and looked at Gong Ling. He said in a low and magnetic voice, "It's okay. I'm back."

It's okay, I'm back.

Just such a sentence instantly made Gong Ling's eyes turn red.

He didn't need to say anything more, everything was in this sentence, she understood.

Gong Ling looked up at Wayne's handsome face. He was looking at her tenderly and affectionately, with a smile on his lips.

Gong Ling was angry. Why did he die out of nowhere? Did he know how scared she was?

Gong Ling punched him with her fist.

Her small gesture made Wayne curl up his thin lips, and a smile overflowed from his brows.

At this time, everyone gathered over, and everyone was shocked, "Young Master? Young Master, you are not dead?"

"Young Master, what exactly is going on?"

Lin Meng looked at Wayne in disbelief. "Wayne, why didn't you die? It's impossible. You've been bedridden for the past three years. You're seriously ill and you're coughing up blood. Everyone thought you were going to die. Unless... all this is fake and you're acting?"

Lin Meng accidentally discovered the truth. She looked at Wayne in shock. It was really hard to imagine.

For three years, he pretended to be ill.

He fooled everyone with his superb acting skills.

His thoughts are really too thoughtful and deep, and he is really scary.

Lin Meng seemed to be meeting Wayne for the first time. At first, she thought she could play with this man, but now she realized that high-end hunters often appear as prey. Wayne is the hunter and she is the prey.

Wayne looked at Lin Meng with a cold expression, "If I hadn't pretended to be sick for the past three years, how could I have lured the snake out of its hole and caught you all in one fell swoop today?"

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