Chapter 2209 - Chapter 2209: I want to die in your hands (2/2)

At that time, Gu liunian had always been thinking for his sister. She thought that since she was already like this, and the Gu family was already like this, she should bear the burden instead of letting her sister Bear more.

Moreover, the people and things that Gu youran had come into contact with since she was young had always been so simple and pure. Gu liunian had always kept this secret for many years.

Hence, Gu liunian took on all the responsibility.

And then he continued until now.

even when gu liunian was at his angriest, she didn’t say anything about how tang han had threatened her back then.

Thus, all these years, Gu youran had been enjoying the freedom that her sister had given her.

Gu youran laughed. Her laughter was very desolate. so, I’ve always thought of you as a good person. You’re so good, Yingluo.

he was so good that his own sister was sent to prison in his place.

He was so good that she didn’t even know that she was guilty.

Gu youran suddenly looked at Tang Zhen and said,”if you die, perhaps Zhenzhen will be better off.”

This was the first time she really thought of letting Tang han die.

Even when her parents had died and her sister had been taken away, she had never felt such hatred.

But this time, she really couldn’t control the hatred in her heart.

Suddenly, Tang Zhen’s hand that was still attached to the needle grabbed Gu youran’s hand and he said, ” if you take off the oxygen mask, my Yingying will die. Do it.

If he was going to die, Tang Zhen really hoped that he would die in the hands of Gu youran.

Gu youran’s hand touched the oxygen mask. Her hands were trembling, and tears were welling up in her eyes. Her breathing gradually became heavier.

Gu youran shouted with all her might, ” “Tang han, I hate you as much as I loved you before. Why don’t you die? why don’t you die?”

Tang Zhen could not see Gu youran’s expression, but he knew that she must be crying. He wanted to comfort her, but he could not reach out his hand. He could only whisper, ” “I’m sorry, Yingluo.”