Chapter 469

"I didn't recruit you. I told you a long time ago that what I want has never been missed. It's that you can't recognize your status and delusion about what doesn't belong to you."

Wenmuddy's hand clenched the armrest of the wheelchair and tried to get up.

The neck tightened, and the white teeth seemed to be aggressive.

Finally revealed his sharp and unknown side.

It was like the way she stood in the fire and talked to me when she didn't hide her true face at all during the "bet" that day.

That's her real side.

Now how soft and beautiful, how bright and brilliant, but in fact, how cold and dark she is.

"Look at these." Wen Ni raised his hand, smiling, as if mocking me, but more like mocking himself, rolled up his sleeves and exposed those mottled scars.

The original white arms are now all piece by piece.

There are scratches and burn marks.

In short, it looks particularly terrible.

"Do you really believe that old love can't be found? As long as I want, this feeling can't be broken. Even without the previous love, guilt is enough, isn't it?"

Her lips slightly opened, and the little tiger teeth looked more and more playful. She had a little more vitality in the original gentleness, but there was a very strange and contradictory feeling on her face.

"If you don't give up, it doesn't matter. Let's see who can really come to the end. I want to remind you that the children are gone. Your cards are gone. It's useless, but I have cards. My life is almost because he's gone. This is my cards."

This word is gentle, but also very insidious.

But no matter what she said, I always kept my posture.

She looked down at her slightly.

On her fragile neck, which could be pinched at any time, she paused for a while before moving away from her eyes and looking at her face.

"No, that's my card. How guilty he is to you, how guilty he will be to me and even the child. I won't let you die, but..."

I bent over to her.

Intimacy like whispers between girlfriends.

In her ear, gently finish the rest of the words.

"I will make your life worse than death."

Then I got up.

There was no meaning to stop and leave her.

No matter what emotion in her eyes, whether her smile is barely ugly, or even whether the back of her hand clutching the armrest is more violent.

I didn't even give a look. I left directly.

With these words, it was like overdraft of my last strength.

I've tried my best to keep my chin up and leave with pride.

The palm of the hand began to ache. The nail pinched too hard just now. The palm with rough skin and thick flesh was even pinched.

The hatred still didn't disappear.

If I hadn't been rational just now, I would even have wanted to kill her regardless.

It's just that it's too cheap for her.

……

I just left with my front foot, and there was something wrong with my back foot.

I got the news before Qin Langjun came.

The Wen family has provoked too many people in recent years. Now seeing that the Wen family is about to recover, those enemies can't help themselves.

Take advantage of Wenni's weak body to seek revenge directly.

The news on TV is still covering.

Entertainment news, of course, is such trivial things.

But I'm not going to change channels.

Still holding his legs, watching the news, but there were no waves.

The door was opened and Qin Langjun came in.

The warmth of the past few days is even more sinking than before.

He has always had this addictive capital.

The sound on the TV was clear, which made me wake up every minute.

Let me know what price this comfort comes at.

The revenge has not been completed, and the hatred in my heart can't disappear at all.

"Went out today?"

His hands were somewhat cool outside, his fingers were slender and clean, and gently covered my forehead.

Qin Langjun's voice was low.

I can't hear any emotion.

Subconsciously close his eyes when his hands are covered.

The house is very quiet, so quiet that I even crave this feeling.

Lin Zhu was right to worry.

Even if my purpose was not pure at the beginning, even if this relationship came inexplicably, I got stuck in the end.

If it weren't for this, I wouldn't rush into the Qin family alone. I thought I would sing all the way, but I didn't expect such an accident.

"I didn't go anywhere. I saw Wenni."

I closed my eyes and couldn't see anything in front of me.

In this way, it seems that other senses are more clear.

I can feel the touch of his hand covering my forehead, and I can feel his breathing more clearly.

With this, I paused and heard the report on TV. It's almost over.

He smiled softly and said, "do you think I did it?"

Afraid he didn't understand, I continued, "do you think I did it to Wenni?"

After asking two questions, he didn't answer.

I just opened my eyes and looked up at him.

He also looked down at me. His deep eyes seemed to be darker than the whole dark night and the whole universe. They seemed to have a force of attraction, and people would be lost in them at any time.

Deep and dangerous.

"I don't doubt you."

He lowered his head, thin lips instead of the palm of his hand, gently wiped my forehead, and his voice was hoarse.

During this time, he was in a hurry than before.

I don't know, but I've heard of it.

Mr. Qin took the opportunity to exert pressure. During this period, he had to deal with more than a simple civil strife.

The Qin family looks like a big family unity, but everyone has different thoughts. Most of them have different hearts and want to take the opportunity to replace them.

"I didn't do it."

Those surging emotions were suppressed by me. I just flashed a bit of complexity in an instant, and then returned to peace.

These days, it's rare to take the initiative to reach out and put his arm around him, then get up and ring his neck.

As before, he hung intimately on his body and tiptoed close to him.

His hands clasped my waist, and my whole body was closer to him.

"I've been thinking, if this child is still how good, I'm wondering if there will be no children in the future. I'm a little afraid."

I put my hand around his neck with a sad voice, but my eyes didn't have any focus.

Just look behind him.

I don't know whether it was coincidence or intention. Wen muddy appeared at the door in a wheelchair and collided with me.

I lost my mind and lost the focal length of my eyes, so I resumed the focal length, slowly raised my smile, looked straight at the warm mud at the door, ridiculed and mocked.