Chapter 1

Cute wife: President, be serious!

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All Rights Reserved! The bones of the whole body seemed to be broken.

A girl lies on a dusty concrete floor in a dilapidated factory in the suburbs.

Scarlet blood spilled from her dark hair, and her delicate little face was pale without a trace of blood.

On the shabby stairs, a girl of fifteen or sixteen ran down.

Looking at the girl in the pool of blood, some guilty said: "Mo Xin'er, this is your own fall, I didn't push you, I can't blame you!"

The girl's face was pale and her lips were thin. She wanted to speak, but she couldn't make a sound.

Looking at the dying Mo Xin'er, Liang siran's fear at the bottom of his eyes is gradually replaced by a fierce pride.

With a greedy smile in her mouth, a necklace with a blue pendant hung down from Liang siran's fingertips, her eyes shining, staring at the blue gem at the end of the necklace.

It's so beautiful! Like a sea of stars in a gem, it must be a treasure.

After appreciating the necklace, Liang siran glanced at Mo Xin'er: "our family is kind-hearted to adopt you for your food and clothing. You don't know what to do in return, but if you take a broken necklace, you won't let it go. It's really heartless!"

Mo Xin'er looks at the necklace in Liang siran's hand.

It's not a broken necklace, it's left by mom and Dad!

Liang Jianming killed her parents, occupied her property, and pretended to adopt her.

Liang siran usually likes to rob her things. She tolerates them. Now she even has to take away the only relic left by her parents. Of course, she doesn't want to.

Liang Si ran came up to Mo Xin'er with a smile, and the necklace hung on her cheek: "do you want it? Take it if you want. "

Mo Xin'er tried to raise his hand to take back his own things, but the bone seemed to be broken. Except for two slight movements of his fingers, he could not use any strength of his arm.

"Ha ha..." seeing this, Liang siran laughed happily: "this is what you don't want, then it belongs to me! Don't ask me again. "

Liang took back the necklace and put it on his neck. He took out his mobile phone and took a selfie.

Looking at the photo taken by himself and touching the blue pendant, Liang siran smiles with satisfaction, glances at the ink heart under his feet, and hums coldly: "wait for you to die!"

Finish saying, then turn round to leave bouncing.

Time does not know how long, Mo Xin'er's consciousness is more and more fuzzy, the soul seems to be separated from his body a little bit.

No, she can't just die, she must live!

Think like this, the body seems to suddenly get a strong force, she turned over hard, lying on the ground, the strength of the whole body condensed in the arm.

The thin figure moved forward little by little, leaving bloodstains where she passed. Even though she was numb with pain, she still didn't stay.

After coming out of the old factory and climbing through the grass, Mo Xin'er finally got to the side of the road.

It's night now, and there are very few vehicles on the open road.

As time goes by, in endless despair, a black cross-country car finally comes from afar.

The girl's dim eyes flashed a ray of light, and she tried to lift her slender arm and wave it powerlessly in the air.

Finally, the black car stopped by the side of the road, the rear window slowly sank, and a three-dimensional side face appeared in front of Mo Xin'er's eyes.

She raised her head, exhausted the last trace of strength, difficult mouth: "help me, please help me."

The man's narrow Phoenix eyes are looking down at the girl who is in a mess by the side of the road.

The girl is only 15 or 16 years old. Her whole body is bloodstained. Her pale face is stained with dirt. She is not ugly. She is beautiful and moving in the moonlight.

He glanced at the intermittent bloodstain behind her, which extended to the shabby factory not far away. It was obvious that she had climbed out of there.

The girl seems to be dying, but the tenacious light at the bottom of her eyes is brighter than the star.

Qin Beimo subconsciously opens the car door, gets out of the car and walks to her side. The tall and handsome figure stands against the stars and moonlight like a God.

Mo Xin'er sees this man who appears in time just like a God's residence.

She has never seen such a good-looking man. She is more beautiful than the hero in the cartoon.

Mo Xin'er looks at the man approaching her gradually. Is he trying to save her?

She wanted to say thank you very much, but when the perfect face was close at hand, she was completely unconscious.