Run away! The domineering president's strong love

Shadow dragged her accomplices in one by one, and tortured them alive in front of her until they were unrecognizable.

Zhou Xiaoya had never seen such a bloody scene before, so she closed her eyes and dared not look at it. However, the sound of her accomplices' struggles still reached her ears, gradually destroying her strong psychological defenses.

Finally, Zhou Xiaoya screamed and fainted, but was quickly awakened by someone. Feng Zhen raised his hand and slapped her twice, with such great force that her cheeks were swollen. The shadow forcibly twisted her face and forced her to look.

Zhou Xiaoya cried bitterly and begged for mercy:

"Let me go, I was wrong."

Feng Zhen sneered, walked up to her, kicked her, and asked:

"Let me let you go? Did you let my wife go? You are such a vicious woman, why didn't you think of this day when you kidnapped people!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaoya felt proud and asked:

"Jin Mingzhu is dead?"

Feng Zhen saw that this person had a heart as vicious as a scorpion, so he withdrew his foot in disgust and ordered:

"Torture her well! Don't let her die so easily!"

Jin Mingzhu woke up in the afternoon of the next day and saw a circle of people gathered in front of the bed. Gu Huaijin was standing beside her, looking haggard with bloodshot eyes. Her mother was standing beside her, obviously crying with red eyes. Her eldest brother was looking at her with concern.

"Xianxian!" the mother called out and held her hand tightly.

Others gathered around, all looking worried. Jin Mingzhu forced a smile, not wanting to make her mother worry too much, and said softly:

"Why are you all here? I'm fine."

She slowly moved her hand down and touched her belly. The originally bulging belly became much flatter, and the beating sound under her palm no longer existed.

She couldn't help but turn her head to one side and cried hoarsely.

Jin Mingzhu shed tears helplessly. She thought of the dream in which her child left her because she failed to protect him.

Seeing her crying, Gu Huaijin raised his hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes. After the operation was completed, the nurse cleaned out the dead fetus. He took a look at their child, a fully formed boy, whose small body was covered in blood and bruises, without any breath.

This is their child. Gu Huaijin's heart suddenly tightened, as if someone was holding a huge axe and hitting his fragile soul again and again.

Seeing her crying so helplessly and heartbroken, everyone also shed tears. Mrs. Jin, who was old, saw her daughter so haggard, and she cried with heartache, and persuaded:

"Nian Nian, don't cry. You just had a miscarriage, it's not good for your health. You are still young, you can still have children."

"Don't cry, Kanan."

Jin Mingzhu didn't say anything. She cried softly in a low voice. Hot tears flowed from her eyes and disappeared into the pillow.

The feeling of sadness swept over everyone in the ward and did not subside for a long time.

Gu Huaijin went forward and hugged Jin Mingzhu, and kept persuading her. Her breathing gradually became weaker, and until she stopped, Jin Mingzhu fainted.

All this seemed to be caught in a huge loop. Whenever Jin Mingzhu closed her eyes, she would dream of the child. The figure of the child in the dream became more and more blurred until it disappeared.

After waking up, everyone was coaxing her and comforting her. Her mother, at her old age, kept staying by her side and refused to rest. Gu Huaijin put aside all her affairs to stay by her side, worried that she would be upset.

Looking at her mother who was over fifty years old and still insisted on staying by her side, Jin Mingzhu couldn't help crying and persuaded her mother to go back and rest.

Mrs. Jin felt terrified when she saw her daughter's grief-stricken look. She stubbornly stayed by her daughter's side and kept comforting her.

A few days passed in a daze. The wounds on his body healed day by day, but the wound in Jin Mingzhu's heart left a permanent scar. When he woke up again, Gu Huaijin, who had a heartbroken look on his face, was beside him.

"Would you like some water?" Gu Huaijin helped her up and asked in a gentle voice.

When Jin Mingzhu saw him, she thought of the unborn child. She pushed Gu Huaijin away and said firmly:

"Get lost! I don't want you to care."

Seeing her resisting him, Gu Huaijin felt even more guilty and took the initiative to apologize:

"Xianxian, it's all my fault. I failed to protect you, which gave Zhou Xiaoya the opportunity to hurt you."

Jin Mingzhu leaned weakly on the pillow, cold tears flowing from her eyes again. She probably shed all her tears.

All of this was because of Zhou Xiaoya, her jealousy and resentment. Her feud with Zhou Xiaoya was indeed caused by Gu Huaijin. After the incident, Jin Mingzhu resented Gu Huaijin, but when she saw Gu Huaijin secretly crying for the child and looking lost and haggard, she felt that she should not hate Gu Huaijin.

Gu Huaijin had been looking forward to this child, and he had given up a lot for this child. He was also looking forward to the arrival of this child, but he did not expect such a tragic ending.

But how could she put all the blame on Gu Huaijin just to make herself feel at ease?

How could Gu Huaijin foresee that Zhou Xiaoya would hurt her? She could only put the blame on herself. It was she who pushed Zhou Xiaoya too hard and it was she who secretly ran away, which led to such a tragedy.

Jin Mingzhu originally thought that she could control everything firmly in her hands, but now she sadly discovered that she is just a chess piece, a chess piece controlled by others, and nothing is up to her.

"Where is Zhou Xiaoya?" she asked coldly.

Seeing that there were finally other emotions in her eyes, Gu Huaijin responded:

"Shadow has already put her in the Shadow Pavilion. You can do whatever you want with her."

"Take me there." The voice was weak but powerful.

Gu Huaijin hurried forward to stop her and persuaded her:

"Nian Nian, your wounds haven't healed completely yet. The doctor said you need to stay in bed and rest."

Jin Mingzhu ignored him, lifted the quilt and looked down at her shoes, and said firmly:

"Get out of the way! I'll go by myself!"

Gu Huaijin was still trying to stop her, but Jin Mingzhu raised her hand and hit him hard, saying angrily:

"Gu Huaijin, she killed my child, I want her life!"

"Will you let me go? If you don't, I'll jump down from here!" Jin Mingzhu roared with red eyes, tearing his collar.

Gu Huaijin hugged her lovingly, knowing that he could not shake Jin Mingzhu's mind:

"I'll take you."

In the basement of Shadow Pavilion, Zhou Xiaoya was lying on the ground like a female ghost, her clothes disheveled and her hair as messy as straw. She was unaware of anything and just listened quietly to the sounds from the basement.

Suddenly, a fire gradually lit up from not far away, and messy footsteps were heard. Zhou Xiaoya propped herself up, her expression filled with expectation. It must be Gu Huaijin coming.

Gu Huaijin came to see her...