Chapter 1489

If it was not for Luo Juntian who had been so pampered, Luo Zhiying would not have been able to kick her nose and face, even her own father would have dared to do it.

All of these are used to by Luo Juntian for so many years.

Luo Juntian, who had no movement, closed his eyes slowly, leaned on the sofa, raised his hand tremblingly and covered his face.

There was a lump in his voice.

"Retribution..." His voice trembled, "it's all retribution..."

Luo Yi looked at his shaking shoulder. He didn't speak again for a moment. He just frowned and turned his back. There was a strong smell of perfume in

's air. Lo turned around and saw that Luo Zhi Ying had changed into an enchanting dress and walked down from upstairs to high heels.

She wore a nightclub make-up and carried a LV bag. Her tight black skirt was so short that she could almost see the underpants. Luo Yi clenched his hand in anger: "where are you going?"

luozhi Ying drew a thick eye liner and looked at him with an oblique look. He raised his lips and smiled softly. "Where do I go to get your rounds?"

You're out of here? Do you have a little bit of humanity

"Don't you still have you? No more, "she said with a sarcastic smile." if you call Ronan Chu, I think she will be happy to come and take care of him. "

She finished this sentence, stepping on high-heeled shoes, enchanting and enchanting throwing bag to go out.

The sound of a sports car engine came from the courtyard and she drove away.

One side is cleaning up the restaurant servant looking at this scene, also constantly sigh.

Such a second daughter in luojuntian's stall may really be the retribution of her last life.

"Young master, the wound on his forehead can't stop the blood." One of the servants who treated Luo Juntian's wounds came to Luo Yi and said, "maybe it's cut too deep. I think I need to go to the hospital to sew needles. "

Luo Yi was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at Luo Juntian who was sitting on the sofa with one hand blocking his forehead.

Sure enough, the wound that had just been smeared with hemostatic ointment continued to drip blood. Luo Yi's nerves at the temple of Luo Yi roared and nodded: "I'll take him to the hospital."

"Let's call Miss Nanchu back." The way of the servant's distress. "Mr. Luo is old. It's better to go to the hospital for a physical examination to see if there are any other problems. You have to go to school tomorrow. It's so late. Let Miss Nanchu come back and take care of it. "

"I can ask for leave." Luo Yi shook his head and went to put on his coat. The driver, Liang, had already been called. Luo Yi went to help Luo Juntian up. "Dad, let's go to the hospital."

Luo Juntian looks a little trance: "Zhi Ying?"

Luo Yi pursed her lips: "she went out to play."

Luo Jun days smell speech, seem to be stupefied for a moment, the light of the eye ground slowly dim down, a face looks more and more bleak and pitiful.

Luo Yi couldn't bear it: "what are you looking forward to? Think she's coming to take care of you? You think about her all day long, but you don't see who is taking care of you all these years! "

Luo Juntian shook his head: "but After all, she is my daughter... "

Luo Yi's body cooled for a while. He grasped Luo Juntian's hand and asked, "is it really like Luo Zhiying said that you have treated Xiaochu's sister as an outsider for so many years?"

Luo Juntian dropped his eyes and stopped talking. He just looked in a trance. Luo Yi didn't know whether he had heard what he had just said. He was afraid that he had lost too much blood. He didn't say any more. He helped Luo Jun to the sky.