The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

That instinctive fear bound him tightly like a long rope, preventing him from taking a single step forward.

After the hesitation, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. Fan Minzhe had never hated himself so much before.

He boasted that he had been deeply in love with Nie Zheng for eight years, and his love for her was the most outstanding thing in his hypocritical and boring life.

He thought he loved deeply, but when faced with the choice between life and death, he hesitated and backed down.

"what's the situation?"

He suddenly remembered Chong Jianzhi's voice behind him. He turned around suddenly and found that the man was standing not far away from him.

Zhong Jianzhi's phone had been sharing its location with Nie Zheng. When he sent a message to the other party but received no reply, he felt an unprecedented crisis and immediately hurried towards the villa based on the shared location.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the villa, he saw billowing smoke and spreading fire.

At this time, Fan Minzhe had already called the fire department. People living in the villa next door also sensed something was wrong and gathered around to look around.

"Nie Zheng is inside..."

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and Fan Minzhe took him to the window. At this time, the house was filled with thick smoke, and only the familiar figure next to the sofa could be vaguely seen.

"I called 119, the firefighters should be here soon!"

Chong Jianzhi looked back at Fan Minzhe, then looked around the villa and found a water pipe in the garden next to it. He rushed over and turned on the faucet.

In less than two seconds, the gushing water had soaked him completely.

"What do you want to do? The fire inside is too big. You may not be able to get out if you go in. Don't take risks. The firefighters will be here soon!" Fan Minzhe grabbed his arm, trying to make him be a "rational" person like himself.

But Chong Jianzhi didn't buy his tricks at all. He glanced at Fan Minzhe calmly and said, "If anything happens to her, I won't be able to live anymore."

So he must save her, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, even if there is little hope.

He put on his myopic coat, covered his mouth and nose with his wet sleeves, and kicked the door hard, completely knocking it down.

Without any hesitation, he hunched over and rushed into the fire.

"Nie Zheng! Nie Zheng!"

Enduring the scorching heat, Chong Jianzhi put his coat on Nie Zheng and held her tightly in his arms. At this time, Nie Zheng finally woke up.

She opened her eyes in confusion, unable to react for a moment as to what was happening before her eyes.

"elder brother……"

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you out."

The flames in front of them almost engulfed the two of them. Chong Jianzhi always held Nie Zheng in his arms. The furniture that had been engulfed by the flames fell down one after another. A two-meter-high teak shelf was engulfed by the flames and fell down the moment Chong Jianzhi passed by.

A sharp pain came over him, and in an instant he felt dizzy, with a burning pain on the right side of his face and neck. However, this piercing pain still did not make him let go.

"elder brother!"

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you out."

Chong Jianzhi used almost all his strength, ignoring the unbearable pain in his body, and rushed forward with Nie Zheng. The exit was just around the corner, and he walked towards death step by step.

The firefighters had arrived. Chong Jianzhi used up his last bit of strength to carry Nie Zheng out of the door, and then fell down.

Fan Minzhe, who was standing outside the door, quickly cooperated with the ambulance to lift the two people onto the stretcher.

He followed the two of them to the hospital. Although the fire was big, because Chong Jianzhi always held Nie Zheng in his arms, her injuries were not serious. Instead, Chong Jianzhi was hit on the back of the head by the burning wood, and his neck and behind the ears were severely burned. He has been in the operating room for rescue.

She had a long dream. In the dream, she returned to her childhood, when she was adopted by her adoptive parents and brought back to the Chong family. She lived a happy and joyful life.

In her dream, she saw her biological parents. The three of them reunited after many years. At that moment, Nie Zheng already felt that she was in a dream, but she still couldn't stop crying. Her mother hugged her tightly in her arms, stroked her back, and said to her: "Daughter, I miss you so much."

Nie Zheng snuggled into her mother's arms, as if she had entered the warmest place in the world. She hadn't cried like this in a long time.

Even if it was just a dream, she just hoped that she would never wake up from it.

"Do what you want to do and live your own life. As long as you are happy, mom will be happy for you too." The mother whispered in her ear.

She felt relieved almost instantly. Perhaps all this worrying was meaningless.

The dead cannot be resurrected, so those who are still alive should live well.

The things of their parents have long been farther and farther away from them. The people in front of them are real.

The person in front of you is the real one...

She repeated this sentence over and over in her mind, and finally she slowly opened her eyes.

Unable to adapt to the lighting in the ward for a while, his eyes became sore and his vision went white, as if he had entered another world.

"Zheng Zheng! You finally woke up!"

She heard Bai Chaozhao's urgent call, and slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to comfort her best friend.

But it seemed that she had been unconscious for too long, her hands and feet became numb. After struggling for a long time, she only raised her wrist slightly. Bai Chaochao immediately shook her hand back, and the warmth of his palm gave her some sense of reality.

All this was not a dream, she finally woke up.

"You scared me to death, Zheng Zheng! Do you know how long you slept?"

Bai Chaochao's voice was already filled with tears. He lay on Nie Zheng, wiping all his tears on the quilt, and his words of complaint expressed his deep concern.

Nie Zheng looked to the other side and found Fan Minzhe was also standing beside the bed.

She opened her mouth to speak, but found her throat was sore and dry. She almost used all her strength to say, "Where's my brother?"

"Your brother is in the next ward now. Don't worry, he just finished the operation. The doctor said he is out of danger, but he hasn't woken up yet." Bai Chaochao wiped her chapped mouth with a wet cotton swab. "Lou Fan and Richard are with him over there."

Nie Zheng nodded, and the last scene before she fainted came back into her mind. She remembered Chong Jianzhi holding her tightly in his arms and saying to her in an extremely gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you out."

In the afternoon, Bai Chaochao left first. Her mother was still in the hospital and needed care.

She and Fan Minzhe were the only ones left in the ward. Fan Minzhe had not made eye contact with her since he woke up, as if he had been avoiding her, as if he was feeling guilty.

"My father...has been taken away for questioning."

Nie Zheng nodded with a calm expression.

In fact, she never thought of putting all the blame on Fan Minzhe for the mistakes made by Fan Minzhe's father.

She believed that he could not hurt her and that this had nothing to do with him.

"You don't have to feel guilty...what your father did has nothing to do with you."

Fan Minzhe sat beside the hospital bed, with his head down and his hands folded, looking very uneasy.

When he heard Nie Zheng's words, he suddenly smiled bitterly, his eyes felt sore and bitter. If he didn't say something, he might cry in the next second.

"I'm sorry for you."

Fan Minzhe was still repenting.