novelraw Chapter 077 Do You Have a Heart?
Chapter 077 Do You Have a Heart?
"I'm annoyed."
These two words were like a thunderclap, shattering Jiang Ci's last remaining rationality.
He could tolerate her spoiled nature, her capriciousness, and even her leaving for money.
But he couldn't stand it; she defined all the little things they had shared over the past six months as a "meaningless" hunting game.
They treated his sincere heart, offered up in the rainy night, as a joke.
That's not a game.
That was his fate.
"I don't believe it..."
Jiang Ci's voice suddenly rose, even cracking slightly.
"I don't believe it!"
The body, which had been lifeless, suddenly unleashed a terrifying power.
He suddenly rushed forward.
Like a dying beast launching a desperate counterattack, driven by a mad urge to perish together with its prey.
"Wen Ning! Look at me!"
"Say what you just said again!"
He wanted to rush over.
I wanted to grab her shoulders, shake her awake, tear off her cold mask, and see what was hidden underneath.
How could someone who was crying in his arms just a few days ago suddenly become so cruel?
however.
Just as he was about to touch her.
Zhou Xu, who had been standing silently to the side, slightly raised his hand.
"Stop him."
Zhou Xu's voice was indifferent, not loud, but it exuded absolute authority.
next second.
Four burly men in black suits and wearing headsets rushed out from the shadows of the banquet hall.
That was Zhou Xu's personal bodyguard.
They were well-trained and moved extremely quickly.
Two on the left and two on the right.
Like a black iron wall, it instantly blocked Jiang Ci's way.
"Bang!"
The sound of flesh colliding.
Jiang Ci crashed hard into the wall of people.
He was, after all, a scholar. Although he had good physical fitness from playing basketball for many years, he was no match for professional bodyguards.
But he did not back down.
Even though he was in excruciating chest pain from the impact, he seemed oblivious to it.
He punched, shoved, and roared.
The expensive haute couture suit was torn and disheveled, the tie was askew, and two buttons on the shirt had popped off.
"Get out of here!"
"Let me through!"
"Wen Ning! You come here right now!"
He's like a madman.
He went completely mad in front of hundreds of impeccably dressed celebrities.
"Hold it down."
Zhou Xu frowned and gave the order again.
The two bodyguards immediately took action.
One person grabbed Jiang Ci's arm and twisted it behind his back.
Then, he pressed down hard.
"Hmm!"
Jiang Ci let out a muffled groan.
He was forced to bend over, and his knees even hit the floor hard.
Unable to move.
This scene.
It was too tragic.
Just minutes before, he was the spirited founder of Limitless, a rising tech star in the public eye.
And now.
He was pinned to the ground like a prisoner, looking as pathetic as a dog.
This is class.
This is what Zhou Xu showed him through his actions—
Even if you have money, you are still nothing in the face of real power.
Wen Ning stood behind Zhou Xu.
She looked at Jiang Ci, who was being pinned to the ground.
Looking at the bulging veins on his forehead, and his neck, flushed red from struggling.
Her fingernails pierced her palm.
Blood trickled down between her fingers, dripping onto the red hem of her skirt and blending together.
If she hadn't been holding onto Zhou Xu's arm, she would have knelt down long ago.
Stop looking.
Stop shouting.
Please... Jiang Ci, don't do this...
Leave me some dignity, and leave yourself some dignity too.
however.
Jiang Ci is still struggling.
Even when he was being held down, his neck remained stubbornly raised.
Those eyes, past the bodyguard's shoulder, were fixed on Wen Ning's face.
So red it was dripping blood.
It was filled with shattered tears and boundless hatred.
"Wen Ning!"
He roared it out.
His voice was hoarse and heartbreaking.
Every word felt like flesh and blood torn from the chest.
"Were those days... all a lie?!"
Was it a lie when I carried you on my back in the rain?!
"Was it a joke that I set off fireworks for you on the beach?!"
"You said you'd be with me forever... was that a lie too?!"
He questioned.
Roaring.
Tears streamed down his face, mingling with the blood from the bump on his forehead, covering his entire face.
How could you be so cruel?
How could you treat all of that... as a joke?
He stared intently at the expressionless woman.
The woman he loved to the core, the woman he even wanted to give his life for.
"Wen Ning!"
With his last ounce of strength, he let out a desperate cry:
"Don't you have a heart?!"
"Do you even... have a heart?!"
This question.
The silence lingered for a long time in the empty banquet hall.
It was so shocking that people's hearts trembled.
Many girls at the scene covered their mouths and their eyes reddened.
This is too heartbreaking.
This is practically crushing sincerity underfoot.
Wen Ning heard the question, "Do you have a heart?"
It feels like my heart has been hollowed out.
Does she have a heart?
There used to be.
But that heart is gone now.
[Host, end it.]
The system's voice also became somewhat low.
Don't let him have any more illusions.
Wen Ning took a deep breath.
She felt her soul had floated into the air, coldly watching the body perform.
She took Zhou Xu's arm and turned around.
He had his back to Jiang Ci.
She didn't look at the disheveled man again.
"Big brother."
Her voice was cold and hollow.
Like a machine devoid of any emotion.
"It's noisy."
"Shut him up."
"Let's go."
That last sentence.
It became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Jiang Ci stopped struggling.
He lay on the ground, watching the red figure resolutely leave.
The phrase "Shut him up" echoed in my ears.
Oh.
Too noisy.
His heartfelt plea to stay was nothing but noise to her.
He stopped shouting.
It stopped moving.
It was like a corpse that had been drained of all life.
Only those eyes.
He stared intently at that figure from behind.