The Mysterious CEO and His Feisty Bride
Chapter 187 - 192: Shameless Men, Trashy Women (2)

Chapter 187: Chapter 192: Shameless Men, Trashy Women (2)

The stage was suspended in mid-air, with no guardrails around, and as Ling Momo was pushed, she screamed while retreating, and Lu Niange, turning his head, saw this scene, and in an instant moved to Ling Momo’s side, embraced her, and then the two of them gloriously fell down from the stage, seven or eight meters up.

Seven or eight meters, equivalent to the height of a bit more than two stories, the falling speed was incredibly fast, and Ling Momo felt her heartbeat was about to stop, despite Lu Niange tightly holding her in his arms, she couldn’t suppress her fear.

When they landed, Lu Niange held her in his embrace.

She didn’t receive a single injury, but Lu Niange was not so lucky, breaking his leg, and his head was cracked open and bleeding profusely; Ling Momo remembered even now, her long hair mixed with his blood, the red and black, disgusting yet heavy.

Ling Momo didn’t cry when held back by seven or eight people, didn’t cry from fear when falling from the eight-meter-high stage, but when she saw Lu Niange, who had just been fighting with Jian Chenxi, looking so sharp and handsome for her sake, now unconscious beneath her, blood flowing like a river, she burst into tears like a child.

At that moment, Ling Momo was extremely saddened, yet also incredibly proud; she felt that such a scene, which only seemed to occur in novels and TV shows, actually happened to her.

He, Lu Niange, actually protected her, Ling Momo, so well in a life-and-death situation!

Ling Momo thought to herself at that time, she would not marry anyone but Lu Niange in this lifetime!

If Lu Niange became disabled at that moment, she would serve him for the rest of her life.

If Lu Niange became mentally challenged at that moment, she would take care of him for the rest of her life.

Ling Momo even held Lu Niange, frantically crying out, "Niange, don’t die, please don’t die..."

Her cries were pitiful.

Perhaps the scene was too gruesome, and it truly frightened those who were fighting.

Only Jian Chenxi retained a bit of rationality, picking up a phone and dialing 120.

During the transport to the hospital, Lu Niange regained consciousness once, holding onto Ling Momo’s hand, his face pale, his words slurred, asking, "Momo, are you okay? Are you injured?"

At that moment, Ling Momo felt an immense pain in her heart!

No...

Now, as Ling Momo once again jumped from a height of ten meters, she suddenly thought of this past event, her heart still aching fiercely!

After confirming she was alright, Lu Niange once again lost consciousness, and that one fainting spell lasted three full days without waking up once, scaring her to the point of endless nights and emotional exhaustion.

Those three days were tumultuous for Ling Momo.

It was as if she had narrowly escaped death itself, her mind repeatedly revisiting that fear of falling, that blood-red color.

Even when Lu Niange woke up, she could not fully emerge from such fear.

Perhaps it was indeed a shadow left by that incident, or perhaps without the pressure of free-falling from a high place, one just cannot comprehend that feeling; since that time, Ling Momo had an extreme fear of heights.

Today, if not for the requirement of the advertisement, she would certainly not have relived that terror...

As Ling Momo neared the water’s surface, she slowly extended her arms, her eyelashes trembling slightly from fear, her complexion somewhat pale, and then her whole body completely sank into the depths below.