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Chapter 866 I Am a Gold Digger (103)

Chapter 866 I Am a Gold Digger (103)

Qu Chengze spat out blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.

"Sister Qing Huan...I'm sorry...I'm really sorry."

He loves her so much, why is he willing to abuse her like this?

He himself didn't dare to do that kind of thing to Su Qinghuan himself, for fear of offending the goddess in his heart, how could he be willing to send her to the guest room of that chubby producer!
Qu Chengze knew that he was nothing!

But he loves Su Qinghuan, how could he...

The man kept denying these things, but the picture in the dream became clearer and clearer before his eyes.

Distracted, Qu Chengze fell weakly from the edge of the bed.

The piercing pain came from his back, but Qu Chengze didn't take it into consideration, his heart was upside down and full of images from his dreams.

The scene of Su Qinghuan breaking into Huo's office building like crazy, and the scene of being hanged out by bodyguards.

But more, it is another...

One is the scene where her brakes fail and she crashes into a river.

And the other one is the picture of the middle-aged greasy man who makes people want to vomit the overnight meal, and stretches out his claws to the girl with a smile.

……

Qu Chengze didn't want to see those things at all, nor did he want to face them.

But no matter how he eliminated it, all the memories seemed to be rooted in his mind. The girl's sad tears and hateful eyes were all engraved in his bone marrow.

"Sister Qing Huan... Sister Qing Huan... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

Broken words and repetitions like fear can't describe the mood of the young man at the moment.

The breeze blew through the curtains, and under the cold moonlight, Qu Chengze saw the infinitely desolate figure curled up in front of the bedside table in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Is that man actually him?

Qu Chengze opened his eyes in confusion.

He suddenly laughed again, with tears in his smile, infinitely bitter.

"So... Sister Qing Huan, that's what you mean when you say you don't have time."

In the past, Qu Chengze still didn't believe in the past and present.

But today, he suddenly believed it.

After Huo Jingzun spread rumors that he and Su Qinghuan were engaged, Qu Chengze once chased after Su Qinghuan's house and asked her if the marriage was real.

After being denied by the woman, the young man cautiously asked if the girl could let go of the past and let him pursue her well.

But what did Su Qinghuan tell him?
So far, men still remember Su Qinghuan's smile in the corridor that day.

The girl leaned her back against the wall, her figure was lazy, but her expression was like that of an infinitely ethereal fairy in a mural, separated by flowers and fog, always carrying a layer of unreality.

She told him.

"There's no time, not to mention, you can't find me."

At that time, Qu Chengze only thought that Su Qinghuan was running away from marriage because the wedding was just around the corner, but he couldn't find her because the girl was going abroad.

Later, when Su Qinghuan committed suicide at home for the second time, Qu Chengze, in pain, only thought that it was Su Qinghuan's choice not to face the pain of life.

Only now did Qu Chengze realize the deep meaning behind that.

Because although the development in reality deviates greatly from the dream, it is based on the emotional deviation of him, Gu Chubai and Huo Jingzun.

Even the car accident that was supposed to happen to Su Qinghuan was exactly the same as the original one. The time, place and perpetrators were all right, but Su Qinghuan found out that the brakes were broken in advance.

……

Then why, Su Qinghuan could find out?
Qu Chengze used to think that the little fox was lucky and God blessed him.

Now it seems……

Qu Chengze stared at the wall with scarlet eyes, and suddenly, he punched the wall hard.

"It's all you. If it wasn't for you, how could Sister Qing Huan choose such a decisive path?!"

In fact, she has memories of her previous life, right?
In fact, she knows everything, right?
It turned out that the three of them, outside their self-proclaimed affectionate skins, were more scumbags than the other.

Among them, there is one person who is the most scumbag to the point of outrage, and that is himself.

……

The playboy who has always boasted that he has lived among thousands of flowers and never touched his body, now he finally knows what it is like to love someone so much that it hurts his heart.

He used to only regard Ling Xian'er as his childhood sustenance, which could not be called love, but he was still able to do so many things for her that hurt Su Qinghuan.

After liking Su Qinghuan, why didn't he do anything for her?

The man smiled sadly, his mournful voice was like the most painful cry in the night sky.

Scarlet blood fell down the back of Qu Chengze's hand.

Qu Chengze didn't feel the pain, he just felt that the pain was not enough, and he couldn't drive away the picture in his dream.

It was his fault.

But he couldn't make up for the mistakes he had made.

The man put his hand into his mouth fiercely, bit his teeth down sharply, and finally stopped crying, but could only make a low whimper.

……

I don't know how long it took, but finally I couldn't even shed tears.

Qu Chengze leaned on the wall unsteadily, and suddenly thought of someone.

In a gloomy room, the young man gritted his teeth and walked to the counter, took off the mobile phone on it, turned it on and made a call.

In the middle of the night, he wasn't afraid at all that the person he was going to call was already asleep. If the person was still asleep, he would drive straight to the other person's house at worst.

"Hi, is this the Forest Bureau?"

"Young Master Qu, it's so late, what's your business?"

To Qu Chengze's slight surprise, the phone was answered very quickly, and there was no yawn at all.

But this is not what Qu Chengze cares about.

In an empty room, Qu Chengze heard his own indifferent voice through the receiver.

"Bureau Lin, I want you to do one thing for me..."

Before the man finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted cautiously by the other party.

"Young Master Qu, are you, like Mr. Huo, wanting to add something to Miss Ling's life in prison?"

"... Huo Jingzun called you too?!"

"...Yeah, just a few minutes ago."

"!!!"

After Qu Chengze received this reply, he didn't care about 21, and just hung up the phone.

The man had a hunch in his heart.

Maybe he wasn't the only one who had this dream, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence that Huo Jingzun also thought of telling Bureau Lin?

For a moment, Qu Chengze even hoped that Su Qinghuan would not be dead.

Even if it's just a ghost to give them a dream, even if he has to feel guilty for the rest of his life, he can be beaten and scolded by her, it's better than being like a walking dead.

……

With such an extravagant hope, even though Qu Chengze knew he was crazy, he put on a coat without hesitation, drove straight into his Lamborghini, stepped on the gas pedal and headed towards Huo's Cemetery.

(End of this chapter)

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