Dressed as the mortal enemy of the sick and charming male protagonist

Hearing this, Jiang Zheyuan's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and he sighed silently.

Although Ren Mingwei was hateful, his feelings towards Jiang Zheyuan hadn't changed from the beginning to the end, and Jiang Zheyuan... had only superficial views on him.

"Mr. Jiang, he trades d-products, and the funds from the sales end up in your pocket, so you just have the heart to kick him?"

Hearing Qi Song's questioning, Jiang Zheyuan's brows twitched, he stretched out his hands to support Ren Mingwei's shoulders as if belatedly, "Mingwei, I didn't intend to kick you away, I just... just It would be good for both of us to get you out of this quagmire."

"Then when Yu Chengdong was arrested, you let go so easily. Once he confessed to me, I would go to jail. Have you ever thought about this?" Ren Mingwei's eyes were red, and he stood up with force at this moment questioned him.

Jiang Zheyuan was silent for a few seconds, "Even so, I can still rescue you. There is nothing that cannot be done with money, and I will definitely find a way to rescue you!"

Ren Mingwei shook his hand away abruptly, and said with a wry smile: "Who am I doing this for? Who has always said that the company is not easy to get up and must save enough funds? That's why I came up with such a method. I will never I can't forget the happy and satisfied smile on your face when you got the first huge sum of money, you always told me to make enough money so that we can do what we want to do, but in the end, what did we accomplish?"

As he said that, a teardrop dripped from the corner of his eyes, and the obsession and tenderness before was no longer in his eyes looking at Jiang Zheyuan. So far, I can only blame myself for being stupid."

"It's not what you think. My feelings for you are true. It's just that I have too much helplessness. You have to believe me."

"How many times do you want to lie to me?! Jiang Zheyuan, I'm really fed up with your smooth talk! For so many years, I was the one who was blind! I didn't see through you, a hypocrite! Don't think about it now!"

As soon as Ren Mingwei finished his last sentence, he rushed to the window, pushed it open, and jumped down.

Time seemed to freeze here, and then they heard the sound of a body falling to the ground, and several people rushed out of the office, only to see a person lying on the ground in the hall, it was Ren Mingwei who jumped from the window just now.

His head hit the ground, a large pool of blood flowed out, and the glasses he had been wearing all the time fell to pieces.

The president's office is three floors away from the hall, and it is still an office building, so the height is not low.

Seeing this scene, Qi Song's heart twitched unconsciously, and even his breathing began to become short of breath.

He didn't know what was going on, as if he was frightened, he clutched his chest tightly and panted one after another.

Seeing this, Shen Ci didn't care about his arms, and went directly to support Qi Song.

"Second Uncle! What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Qi Song felt as if a tendon had been pulled out of his heart, extremely uncomfortable.

When Ren Mingwei was lying on the ground just now, with fresh blood spurting out of his mouth, and a large puddle of blood gushed out on the ground, he began to feel uncomfortable, and it has been to this day.

There was a lot of sweat on his forehead in an instant, as if it had been drenched by rain.

Shen Ci hugged him, took the elevator to the door quickly, and didn't bother with them anymore, just took a taxi and headed towards the hospital.

In the office area of ​​Huasheng Group, Jiang Zheyuan went downstairs at some point. Ren Mingwei lay in his arms in despair, stretched out a bloody hand, touched his cheek, and showed a desperate smile, "Jiang Zheyuan, I Ren Mingwei is a man with integrity, I will not regret the feelings I gave for you. It's just... I want you to live in guilt for the rest of your life, it's you...Jiang Zheyuan who is sorry for me!"

After saying the last sentence, Ren Mingwei completely breathed out, but those blood-stained eyes kept opening forcefully, refusing to close.

Jiang Zheyuan hugged his body, and finally shed two lines of tears, gently covering his eyes, hugging his body for an unknown amount of time.