Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

The Pathetic Truth

Gu Youli’s eyes widened in shock. She looked at her hand and tried to touch Zhao Mingcheng once again.

However, she still couldn’t touch him.

Gu Youli jumped off the bed in shock and saw that there was still a woman lying on the bed.

That familiar face was her, Gu Youli.

How could this happen?

Gu Youli held her head in shock and screamed. “Ah!”

However, no one could hear or see her. Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the one lying on the bed.

She felt the world spin out of control and she fell limply on the floor.

She finally realized who the doctor was referring to when he had said someone passed away.

It was her, Gu Youli!

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Zhao Mingcheng was heart-broken. He shouted and cried at the person laying on the bed. “Youli, stop sleeping. Wake up quickly. I’ll forgive you if you wake up. Wake up…”

“Mr. Zhao, my condolences,” the doctor said as he left the emergency room with the nurse.

But Zhao Mingcheng turned around suddenly and grabbed the doctor’s hand.

He glared at the doctor and shouted loudly. “You’re not allowed to go from here. Save her… revive her quickly. If you don’t bring her back to life, I’ll kill you, do you hear me?”

Yang Mengshan quickly reached out and hugged the hysterical Zhao Mingcheng.

She consoled him as she cried, “Brother Mingcheng, Brother Mingcheng, don’t be upset. Sis is already dead. Brother Mingcheng…”

Zhao Mingcheng looked as though he was hit hard by this fact and released his grip on the doctor’s hand. After that, he reached out to hug Yang Mengshan.

The doctor quickly took that chance to leave the room.

Gu Youli’s tears flowed endlessly as she watched the two of them cry. She called out to them in anguish, “Mengshan, Mingcheng…”

Although Mengshan had stolen her design, she still loved her and treated her like a sister.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be crying with such despair at her demise.

She had forgiven Mengshan for stealing her design. She was her sister after all. She hoped that Mengshan could continue living well, blissfully.

At this moment, everyone had left the emergency room, leaving only Zhao Mingcheng and Yang Mengshan behind.

Yang Mengshan suddenly pushed Zhao Mingcheng away and walked to the door of the emergency room.

She opened the door and looked around left and right. After making sure that there was nobody outside, she closed the door again.

The despair and anguish on her face had disappeared in an instant.

She looked at Zhao Mingcheng and suddenly started laughing. Her laugh was cold and sharp and seemed to carry an ecstatic hatred.

The sudden change made Gu Youli’s jaw drop.

Zhao Mingcheng’s gaze changed as well and he chided softly. “Shut up!”

Yang Mengshan was stunned, momentarily. Immediately, she said with a sarcastic smile, “There’s no one around, what are you afraid of? Or did you really fall for her and are upset?”

Zhao Mingcheng said angrily, “If I had fallen in love with her, I wouldn’t have plotted against her with you, let her get raped by that man and then use that as an excuse to break up with her in order to be with you. I just hope that you can keep a low-profile for some time. After all, we are partly responsible for causing her to hit her head on that nail!”

Gu Youli’s pupils dilated all of a sudden as she looked at them in growing horror.

What are they talking about?

A pain more piercing than death overtook her heart. Tears blurred her vision.

Yang Mengshan’s eyes reddened as she said with grievance, “Mingcheng, are you blaming me?”

Zhao Mingcheng’s tone softened. “Of course not. You know that I have always and only loved you. If you weren’t careless enough to almost let her find out that you caused Gu Liangwei’s death, I wouldn’t have needed to get together with her to cover up for you.”