Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 735 - 738 Carefully Preserve Proof of Love 1_1

The Miss of the Gu family was struck dumb, the marks of five fingers visible on her face.

"She... is her... you..." She tried to speak but her words were jumbled.

Nan Baihao spotted the shards of glass lodged in Gu Shaocheng’s back - a sight so harrowing that he immediately picked up the phone, his hands trembling as he dialed: "Doctor Tian, come over immediately. Where? The banquet hall. You’re not in City E? Where the hell are you at a time like this?"

Next time Baihao looked, Gu Shaocheng was carrying the bewildered girl beside him, taking her away from the banquet hall in long strides and making a rapid exit!

Only a black suit, riddled with holes from glass shards, remained at the scene.

Once everyone was gone, the girl who had been struck by Gu Shaocheng and was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, managed to complete her sentence in a stutter: "... Haven’t we... already broken up?"

Nan Baihao looked around, noticing everyone whispering secretively. Ignoring those matters, he hurriedly followed after them.

...

Cruel love cuts like a double-edged sword, causing pain not only to the other but to oneself as well.

Carrying the woman who was reacting like a startled animal, Gu Shaocheng walked to the elevator, pressing the button. A waiter quickly came running over, sweating nervously, "Mr.... Mr. Gu, there’s a temporary problem with the elevator. We’re trying to fix it."

"Is there another elevator?"

"All... all of them are out of order."

Gu Shaocheng remained silent, turned around while holding the woman, and walked directly towards the stairwell.

Hua Hua and Nan Baihao caught up to him, but he stopped them: "I’m okay. Get a guest room ready for me on the floor above us."

Hua Hua’s heart shook: "Brother, your back..."

"I’m fine."

Nan Baihao jumped in: "With so many shards of glass, how can you be alright?"

"I’m wearing a bulletproof vest, I’m not injured." Gu Shaocheng did not glance at either of them, nor at the woman in his arms who seemed to have released a sigh of relief and had gradually begun to cling onto him. He kept moving up the stairs, one step at a time.

"Brother, are you sure you’re okay?" Hua Hua asked, still worried.

"I’m fine. Hurry and buy a clean set of clothes, not those flashy ones!" He gave the order, and Hua Hua nodded, glanced at the pale and disheveled Chenxing in his arms, sighed, and turned to head downstairs.

Nan Baihao had already followed the waiter upstairs to find a guest room. The quiet stairwell was left with just two people.

A man and a woman.

One focused solely on the stairs;

The other burying her small body in his chest.

Their heartbeat sounds, the most beautiful accompaniment to the moment.

Step by step, they climbed up from the third floor to the twenty-third floor. That’s twenty floors in total. By the eighteenth floor, sweat was already trickling down Gu Shaocheng’s forehead, dripping onto her face.

The girl who had been hiding her face in his chest, lifted her head with complicated emotions. She saw the sweat droplet on his chin that hadn’t fallen yet, and instinctively opened her palms to catch it...

With a ’drip’, it fell into her palm.

Her palms closed, treasuring it dearly.

The next moment, she lifted her hand, and bravely wiped the sweat off his forehead. She didn’t ask if he was tired, or even suggest that she could walk, even if he was exhausted. She was afraid that he might put her down, and so she hugged him tighter, refusing to let go.