Chapter 239

And her hostility to Chen Baimo.

The relationship between Chen Baimo and Lu ran.

All this was enough to make him suspicious, but there was a thread missing, so that he could not infer the reason why she must marry him.

"I know, Beiting, I know, I, Lu ran, Lu Yan, Shen Yiqiao, I know the origin of all this."

The phone's off.

Mo Beiting twisted his eyebrows, threw his cell phone aside and continued to smoke.

The cell phone rang again. He didn't want to answer it, but the people at that end kept on calling.

He took a look, or Yan Jin.

"He said

"Third brother, sister Baimo, she cut her wrist. Now she's standing on the edge of the roof and we're not allowed to go there."

“shit。”

He made a rude remark, looked at his watch and strode towards the parking lot of the castle.

Mo Ju Yang was walking this way and saw the car key in his hand. "Beiting, the wedding is about to start. Where are you going?"

"I have something to do. I'll be back before the wedding."

"It's eleven o'clock. What's the matter? I don't want other people to come. I want you, the bridegroom, to go in person..."

Mo Ju Yang did not finish, Mo Beiting has opened the door to sit in.

Mo Beiting drove the car fast all the way. By the time, Yan Jinzhi had not been able to get Chen Baimo down, who had lost too much blood and was nearly half in a coma.

She straddled on the guardrail, lying on her upper body, half in it, half in the air.

My eyes are dead.

Chen Baimo's figure belongs to the slender type, such a posture, but also precarious, as if the wind will fall!

He strode across, in addition to the angry face like water, no other content, "119, 120?"

Seeing Mo Beiting, Yan Jinzhi was obviously relieved, "third brother, you are finally here, 119 is here, but sister Baimo has chosen a dead corner, 119 can't take the air cushion below."

"She's a comatose person who has lost too much blood. What can you do?"

Mo Beiting's thin lips set off a kind of cold and mocking radian. His eyes were no different from seeing a mentally retarded person.

Yan Jin's pick eyebrow, no words to refute.

He didn't hesitate to walk towards Chen Baimo. The woman's pale lips wriggled slightly, because he didn't hear clearly.

The woman's body moved hard, two-thirds of which were beyond the railings.

"Third brother." Yan Jin took a cold breath and felt that her heart had been brought up!

Mo Beiting stopped, eyes staring at her, eyes sharp and too penetrating, "Chen Baimo."

Hearing the familiar voice, Chen Baimo raised her eyes. What her eyes touched were the ironed suit pants and polished black shoes.

She didn't speak, or she had no strength to speak.

Just toward him proud smile, meaning is very obvious: you still come.

Mo Beiting pursed her lips and walked over. Chen Baimo didn't struggle. She was waiting for him. It didn't do her any good to keep making trouble.

At this moment, she didn't want to be with Mo Beiting any more. She just thought that if she couldn't get it, she couldn't let Shen Yiqiao get it!

The description in the book is about her present psychological portrayal.

Chen Baimo let him drag her arm and pull her down from above.

There is no gentleness in the movement, even the rudeness of implied anger.

The wound on the wrist seems frightening. In fact, it doesn't cut off the main artery. It's just that she keeps pressing and gets blood stains everywhere. Yan Jinzhi doesn't find the clue for the first time. She also has time to wait for Mo Beiting.

When she landed, her legs were so soft that she couldn't stand at all and fell to the ground.

Mo Beiting just looked and didn't reach out to help him.

When she fell down, she just pressed the injured wrist. The severe pain made her eyes open and awake for a moment.

It's enough for her to see what a man looks like at the moment.

His face in addition to indifference, there is no other expression, staring at her condescending, watching her struggling on the ground in an awkward posture.

The white shirt and black suit pants are clean, but they make her shiver.

That is a strong, condescending contempt!

The man leaned slightly, picked up the bloody knife on the ground and said, "want to die?"

Chen Baimo

The whole body of the man seemed to be stained with fierce blood light, which was the side she had never seen before, but her pride could not allow her to show the slightest fear in front of him.