Chapter 1999

"Don't use pyramid schemes on me, I'm not interested in those, understand?" Shisan was irritated, put his hand on the wheelchair, turned it, and the wheelchair started to move forward.

She didn't want to communicate with Fuqian.

They are not the same kind of people from the beginning.

Fuqian didn't chase Shisan to continue talking, but just watched her leave quietly. Shaking his head, he smiled wryly.

Does she want to become what she is today?

She doesn't want to either.

But they are not the only ones who are unsatisfactory in life. There are so many helplessness, and there is only one way to choose in the end. Bite the bullet and move forward, otherwise, what should I do?

Thirteen controlled the wheelchair by himself and went back to the room on the first floor.

In their manor, all the houses are one-story. Fuqian said that living on the second floor affects actions. The first floor is convenient to evacuate and do some things.

Thirteen doesn't care what the things she said are anymore, she really wants to leave and find Cheng Luo.

Every time she thinks alone, Cheng Luo's face first flashes in her mind.

She really loved Cheng Luo so badly that she didn't even look like her anymore.

But now?

Now she...is a bit strange, what are her legs, what is her face!

Thirteen's rage suddenly rushed out of her heart, and the anger dominated her, causing her to explode.

She raised her fist, facing the mirror in front of her, and smashed it hard.

When Fu An ordered people to prepare the meat, he saw that Fu Qian was watching the shepherd dog alone in the yard. He looked for Thirteen, and finally saw traces of a wheelchair in that small room.

The door was closed, but Fu An felt an unusual aura, and he couldn't tell what it was, he just felt uncomfortable.

"Thirteen, are you in?" Fu'an knocked on the door and asked.

Thirteen's eyes were bloodshot, there was blood on her hands, her breathing was even heavier than before, she didn't want to answer the man, she didn't want to answer anyone, she was so irritated that she wanted to kill everything, including herself.

"Tell me, Thirteen, are you in there?" Fu'an asked.

Inexplicably anxious, he believed that Thirteen was inside, but she didn't want to open the door, it was definitely like this.

"Thirteen, I'm going in." Fu An said, lifting his foot.

With a bang, the heavy door slammed, and Fu'an saw that in the room, Thirteen's hands were propped on the table, and there were some broken glass on the ground, as if he had just suffered a violent rage.

And Shisan's hand...was too horrible to look at.

Fu'an's heart throbbed in pain.

He had seen a woman's anger, but this was the first time he had seen Thirteen's anger of this type.

He could guess that Thirteen was so angry because of his leg injury. If it was him, someone would break his leg, and he would vent his anger that day.

But Shisan endured it, and only lost his temper like this today.

Sure enough, this woman was different from others, she was born special.

"Thirteen, don't hurt yourself, eh?" Fuan stepped forward, grabbed Thirteen's waist, brought her into his own words, pressed her big hand on the back of her head, and said in a low voice: "I know you are uncomfortable, But legs don't get better overnight. Give yourself a chance and take your time, okay?"

Thirteen snorted coldly, take your time?

how is this possible!

Who can give her a chance to take her time!

"You hate me, you can hate me casually, I don't regret it, I like you by my side. I am a twisted person, if I can't get a complete angel, I will let her wings break." What Fuan said was so reasonable should.

Thirteen laughed.

She really wanted to impress this man's logic.

In this world, he is probably the only one who can be so shameless and perverted.