Fang Yaqing walked around the room, with a smile on her bright face: "although this place is a little small, he has fulfilled his promise to me."

Shen Youran clenched her fists shaking. She covered her ears with her hands and let out a shrill Scream: "don't say that again!"

Fang Yaqing's hand was on her stomach, and she had a soft smile on her face: "I hope to have a daughter. This princess loft is just for her..."

Before she finished her words, Shen Youran rushed forward to pull the curtain of the princess's bed and looked for something in the room like a headless fly.

She picked up the stool in front of the dressing mirror, quickly walked to the front of the wedding dress and smashed it heavily. The glass was very hard without any signs of fragmentation. She lifted it again.

Fang Yaqing was stunned by her behavior. When she was ready to smash it for the second time, she immediately reacted and took her arm: "what are you doing?"

Shen Youran's eyes were full of anger: "I ruined this place, see what you show off with!"

Fang Yaqing was frightened by the red in her eyes: "this is my thing, you can't do this!"

Shen Youran shakes her away and smashes it hard. The glass breaks a crack. She continues to smash it for the second time and the third time

Eyes with out of control crazy, cracks from small to large, into a spider web.

Seeing that it was about to be broken, Fang Yaqing came forward and hugged her arm.

Shen Youran roared: "let go!"

Fang Yaqing clings to it.

Shen Youran shakes her off. She is in a rage. She pushes Fang Yaqing back and forth. Fortunately, she is held by the servant who comes to hear her. Otherwise, she will fall over.

"Stop her." Fang Yaqing said to Aunt sun in a hurry. Seeing her standing still, she urged, "go quickly!"

Such Shen Youran is as crazy as this. Auntie sun looked at her, but they didn't dare to come forward.

Shen Youran raises the stool and smashes it heavily. With a crash, all the glass is broken. A piece of glass residue splashes over her right cheek and blood seeps out.

She picked up a piece of debris, a row in the wedding dress, the edge of the fragment is very sharp, pierced the palm of her hand, blood drops on the ground, shocking.

After cutting a few slits, she tore it with her bare hands. Again and again, her fingers were strangled and her wedding dress was dyed red with blood donation. However, she could not feel the pain.

Her organs seemed to be paralyzed, as if she could be liberated by destroying the wedding dress and everything in the room.

Her crazy expression made the servants afraid. No one dared to approach. Aunt sun hurried downstairs to invite Ji Jinchuan.

Fang Yaqing, who was still in a panic just now, looked at the destroyed wedding dress. She was worried and angry, and hated more.

A moment later, the sound of rapid footsteps came from the corridor outside, from far to near.

Ji Jinchuan came to the gate of the attic. Seeing the situation inside, he was shocked. He had no time to think deeply. He quickly stepped forward and grasped Shen Youran's wrist to stop her crazy action.

The woman turned her head, her face as white as snow, cold Zhanzhan's eyes red like red, looked at his heart startled.

Shen leiran struggled for two times. He bit on his arm and let go of his hand.

She picked up the wedding dress and tore it vigorously. The blood on her hand dropped on the white wedding dress, blossoming with blood.

Ji Jinchuan yelled at the servant: "go get the scissors!"

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