C8 Her Heart Was Dead!

He turned around and saw the shocking blood on Tang Nuanyang's feet. Luo Juntian's heart tightened. He pulled Jiaang Jinli's hand and strode over. He frowned and scolded, "What are you doing? Are you trying to embarrass me?

Tang Nuanyang was stunned. She looked at him in disbelief. What did she do wrong? He even scolded her in front of so many people. He held the woman he loved. Who exactly embarrassed whom?

Her heart was in pain. She couldn't be bothered to hate him. She squatted down decisively and tore off one of the hem of her dress. Her hands and feet quickly wrapped her wounds.

"I'll go get another glass of wine." She twisted her body and turned away. Every step she took, the wound would pull a little. The pain was naturally painful. However, compared to the pain in her heart now, this bit of pain was too insignificant.

Luo Juntian looked at her ankle, his eyes filled with pain. Why didn't she show weakness? Initially, he wouldn't have watched her bleed to death for the sake of a couple. His heart immediately felt as if he couldn't catch his breath.

The shrill voice caused Tang Nuanyang to stop walking. She turned her head and saw Luo Juntian running towards Jiaang Jinli without any regard for his own safety. She exerted force with her foot and the wound became even bigger.

Ann Siyao, Luo Ningxiang, and Luo Yunfan who had just arrived also stopped and looked over when they saw this scene.

"Jinlei -" Luo Juntian nervously supported her.

"Juntian, my finger was accidentally cut by the knife over there. It hurts." Jiaang Jinli raised her beautiful finger. She pursed her lips. Her eyes were filled with tears. She was very weak.

Luo Juntian held her fingers without thinking and stopped her bleeding. "Why are you so careless? Don't you know how important your hands are? Do you still feel pain?" His tone was tender and tender.

Jiaang Jinli had a sweet smile on her face. "I don't feel pain anymore." Her gaze passed through the crowd like a ghost and looked at Tang Nuanyang. Can you compare with me? Even if you get that position, His heart is still mine.

Tang Nuanyang's dull face endured for a long time. Finally, she could not hold back her tears.

She held back her tears and walked over to get a glass of champagne. She did not even dare to blink. She was afraid that the weak and useless tears would fall off her face.

Luo Juntian finished dealing with Jiaang Jinli's injuries. He thought of Tang Nuanyang and could not help but turn his head to look for her.

He saw Luo Yunfan squatting there unabashedly to bandage her wounds. Ann Siyao was also by her side. His green eyes were covered in ice and snow.

"Juntian, accompany me to say hello to Nuanyang." Jiaang Jinli saw the anger in Luo Juntian's eyes. She knew that this was going to be another good show.

Jiaang Jinli held Luo Juntian's hand and walked towards them.

"Nuanyang, long time no see. Your injuries are nothing, right? It's all my fault. I just got a small injury and I screamed." Jiaang Jinli seemed to be blaming herself as she said it in a disguised way to show off.

Tang Nuanyang smiled gently. "I'm fine. I should take care of the guest first." Her response was watertight.

"Jinlei, how can she compare to you? Your hand is used to draw. In my eyes, it is a work of art. Her words." Luo Juntian looked at Tang Nuanyang with disdain. "As long as she doesn't rot, she won't die.

Her body stopped and her heart hurt. Tang Nuanyang blankly raised the corner of her mouth. "That's true. I really can't die from this bit of injury. Jinlei, I hope you're having a good time. She smiled appropriately. She couldn't use all her strength on her legs. The moment she took a step, the white handkerchief was instantly dyed red with blood. She wanted to tell him that it was her heart that had died!