Lin Mu really couldn't hold it in anymore. He immediately roared, "Your mother's seven or eight—what the hell are you yelling for? Fuck!"
His whole being was about to crack apart.
Wasn't this sheer insanity?
"Ah?" Assistant Liu looked at Gu Moxiu.
Gu Moxiu nearly exploded. "It's Xiao Ruan! I fucking told you to take Xiao Ruan to the car first!"
Gu Moxiu covered his forehead. He had truly had enough.
"Xiao Ruan? Where is she?" Assistant Liu asked somewhat awkwardly.
"Are you blind? Isn't she—" Gu Moxiu snapped, then suddenly froze.
He looked left and right but couldn't see her anywhere.
Then he lowered his head.
"Holy crap!"
At that moment, Wen Xiaoruan was actually being used as a cushion beneath him and Lin Mu.
When they had come out earlier, he had pulled Wen Xiaoruan up.
Then he had placed her on the ground.
Their attention had been drawn away by those people taking pictures.
Once their people arrived, they relaxed a little and followed suit by sitting down.
They had completely failed to notice that they were using the dead Wen Xiaoruan as a cushion.
"Xiao Ruan!" Gu Moxiu was heartbroken beyond measure.
He hurriedly stood up.
Lin Mu couldn't get up, so Gu Moxiu held him and lifted him up.
It gave off the unmistakable feeling of a Domineering CEO carrying his Little Darling Wife, tucked under his arm.
Assistant Liu froze awkwardly at the sight.
He really couldn't be blamed for this.
The CEO had just said to carry Madam into the car.
Lin Mu's leg was broken too, so he really did need to be carried into the car.
They were even holding hands with their fingers intertwined, and they had been sitting on Wen Xiaoruan as a cushion.
Wen Xiaoruan was also more