The words of the woman outside the railing made Li Yue silent for a moment, and finally she couldn't help laughing.

"Li Jingchuan likes me? Protects me?"

In the past, Li Yue would still be skeptical and half-believing when Si Jincheng said that Li Jingchuan liked her.

But now...

When she was imprisoned in a mental hospital by him and endured inhuman torture, she would only feel that the person who said Li Jingchuan liked her was either out of his mind or simply mocking her.

And Gu Xiaorou is obviously the latter.

"Yes, the former Li Jingchuan did always like you and protect you, but you didn't know it."

She said, with a sarcastic smile on her lips:

"Otherwise, Li Yue, do you think you can survive to this day?"

"Without Li Jingchuan, you would have been nothing more than a scumbag!"

After saying that, Gu Xiaorou yawned:

"But it doesn't matter, those are all in the past."

"Since you were imprisoned here yesterday, everything will be different."

As she spoke, she glanced at Li Yue's tightly wrapped little finger:

"Does it hurt?"

"But let me tell you, this is just the beginning."

"Here, all the torture can be attributed to two reasons. One is that you are mentally ill and caused it yourself, and the other is the need for treatment."

"Li Jingchuan doesn't even have doubts."

"Perhaps, when he sees your body one day, he will understand what you have endured."

Gu Xiaorou laughed and stood up:

"Li Yue, you can't fight me, why do you think you're bothering me?"

"I told you when I was a child that you are too good and should be restrained, otherwise I will appear mediocre, but you don't understand what I mean, and you still ask me to work hard."

"Now you should understand what the result of excellence in everything is, right?"

After saying that, she turned around and left gracefully on her high heels.

Li Yue sat there, looking at Gu Xiaorou's back, biting her lip.

When the woman was about to step out of the room in high heels, Li Yue pursed her lips and finally couldn't help but call her:

"Yunyu..."

"Don't involve Yun Yu in the grudge between you and me."

Gu Xiaorou's steps suddenly stopped.

She turned her head and glared at Li Yue with a cold look:

"What Yunyu?"

"There is no Yunyu around me!"

The woman narrowed her eyes and spoke solemnly:

"The child who looks very similar to your son is called Ling Xiaojia."

"He is my slave."

"As long as he listens to me in everything, I will naturally be good to him."

"Otherwise, nothing I do will be novel."

"There is no more Li Yunyu in this world. Your son is dead, Li Yue!"

Throwing these words away coldly, Gu Xiaorou raised her legs and strode away.

Li Yue sat there and closed her eyes silently.

In fact, at this point, she no longer has too many pursuits and thoughts.

The only hope that can support her survival is her three children.

Especially Yunyu who has lost his memory.

...

Outside the mental hospital.

A black Bentley was parked on the corner.

Yun Yu was wearing sunglasses and sitting in the passenger seat. He turned around and glanced at Nanxun, who was also wearing sunglasses:

"Uncle Nan, what do you think her relationship is with that woman?"

"I was asked to help bring that woman in again, but I was not allowed to have contact with her. She wanted to come here to visit herself."

"It's strange."

There was a hint of coldness in Nanxun's eyes under his sunglasses, but he still smiled foolishly, "I don't know."
Chapter completed!