He suddenly released Han Chengchi's collar and then stood up, looking around before picking up a chair and furiously throwing it at Han Chengchi.
Sheng Shi must have been fighting for a long time and was severely drained, compounded by the serious injuries he had sustained. Now, somewhat unsteady on his feet, the chair he threw was off target. Han Chengchi could have rolled out of the way.
Han Chengchi truly could have dodged, but he didn't. He just lay there, bearing the brunt as the chair crashed into his chest, and then he opened his mouth, a mouthful of fresh blood spewing out.
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When Gu Lanshan opened her eyes, the bedside was already empty.
The bedroom was familiar. Sitting up slightly, she faced the large French windows where she could see the blue sky and white clouds outside.
This familiar view made Gu Lanshan feel a moment of vertigo, making her think she had never divorced Sheng Shi. Everything was as before, and the unpleasant events were just a nightmare.
