Chapter 1250: A Slap in the Face

The smell of blood permeated the entire courtyard.

Zhuo Qi's tall body fell heavily to the ground. He got up, but fell again.

"Zhuo Qi." Yao Rong was startled when she heard the sound of falling. She quickly got up, rushed forward, reached out to touch the ground, and grabbed Zhuo Qi's face.

Yao Rong's fingertips poked into Zhuo Qi's nostrils, and he... coughed again.

Yao Rong was frightened when she smelled the blood in the air. She touched Zhuo Qi's face and found that he was coughing badly. He held her hand and whispered, "Yao Rong, don't worry."

"Even if I die, I will never bother you! If you want to break up, I will. If you want freedom, I will give it to you."

The man's deep black eyes stared at her beautiful face. Seeing her tears welling up, he reached out to touch her face and wiped the blood off her face.

"Even if it's by mistake, I'm still happy to marry you."

"The marriage certificate is gone, but... as long as I die... die... you don't have to... be a widow, I will... tell the Zhuo family... give you freedom... marry whoever you want..."

"Ahem." Zhuo Qi kept coughing, Yao Rong listened and cried hard.

"No, no, you won't die." Yao Rong listened, she crawled to the front, grabbed her phone, and made a random call, calling every contact, until the 10th call, she finally called Wen Shui's phone.

Hearing Wenshui's voice, she said excitedly: "Wenshui, come quickly! Zhuoqi is not doing well, he is dying."

Hearing Yao Rong's request for help, Wenshui said silently: "Well, OK."

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and poured a glass of wine, mockingly saying: "Zhuoqi is not doing well? I also think that if he continues like this, he will definitely have kidney deficiency. If a man is not doing well, he might as well die."

In the courtyard, several bodyguards were holding blood spray mist and lying on the wall spraying. Zhuoqi turned his head and looked at them.

"Bang" several bodyguards saw this and quickly jumped down and ran away.

"Yao Rong, you..." Zhuoqi wanted to say something, but Yao Rong suddenly calmed down.

She reached out to support Zhuoqi, and then slapped him.

"Pah" A slap hit Zhuoqi's face. She was so angry that she trembled all over and said: "You are pretending to be sick, right? Even this is fake."

She smelled the blood on the back of her hand and felt the smell was familiar.

Just now I suddenly remembered that there is a kind of drink at the place selling tofu pudding, and it tastes like this! She used to go there with Gu Chuyan.

"Ahem." Zhuo Qi was exposed and felt very embarrassed.

He reached out and pulled her wrist, and said in a deep voice: "You are not entirely right."

Yao Rong listened, silent, waiting for him to continue.

"The blood is fake, but the marriage certificate is real." Zhuo Qi said, looking at her deeply, and leaned forward and said: "Yao Rong, this marriage is already done, and we are together. I will not let you go in this life unless I die."

"Zhuo Qi, do you know that I am a trouble?" Yao Rong stood up, took a half step back, and leaned against the table. She said confusedly: "I used to blame Yao Shengming! I think the decline of the Yao family is all because of him."

"Recently, I have sorted out the clues. It's not because of him, but because of me! If you continue to entangle with me, you will also be targeted." Yao Rong trembled all over. She didn't want him to get into trouble.

She vaguely felt that it might be related to her life experience.

When Yao Shengba woke up last time, he mentioned that she was taken away by mistake and her background was unknown!

"I don't care." Zhuo Qi got up, walked towards her, put his hands on her shoulders, hugged her tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know how to say love words, but I know that I love you."