Chapter 1740

"Yes, I thought you and your husband were so close that they would not come back." Luo Xiaoying pats the dust off her palm at will, with a trace of irony in her eyes.

Fang Jiamei lowered her eyes and knew that she had not forgiven her.

"Are you going to stay?" Fang Jiamei gently asked, she is very tired, today is really no strength.

Luo Xiaoying hugs her arms and hums coldly. The cold wind blows her colorful hair. "I don't live with shameless people."

"Sakura..." Fang Jiamei raised her eyes and looked at her. She didn't know why she wanted to do this.

Luo Xiaoying looked at her eyes with a trace of disgust, "Fang Jiamei, you betrayed Zicong, don't want to have a better life in this life."

She doesn't deserve a steady happiness at all.

"Zi Cong has passed away. I didn't betray him." Fang Jiamei clenched her hands. She didn't understand why Luo Xiaoying suddenly looked like this?

She used to support her to start a new relationship, but since she knew that she was married, she has become like her enemy, with sharp words.

"Fall small cherry to hook up a side of lip Cape, the eye ground takes a silk of malicious," that you mean, wish son Cong died? "

"Luo Xiaoying!" Fang Jiamei raised her voice and didn't like her saying, "how do I do to Zicong? You know very well that I haven't betrayed Zicong before and now."

She knew that there was nothing wrong with Zicong.

Luo Xiaoying's face sank and something flashed across her eyes. "I hate you."

……

The darkness drifted towards her like a devil, instantly devouring all her senses, like drowning, gasping and falling

Suddenly, a ray of light broke through the darkness, and the familiar figure ran towards her slowly, holding her hand --

"ah Suddenly sober, Fang Jiamei gasped and watched everything around her calm down.

Bend your legs to embrace yourself, physically and mentally are particularly tired.

I haven't had this dream for a long time, just The figure in the dream makes her unable to see clearly. Is it to save her?

The empty room is particularly quiet, quiet to have a trace of sound can be heard, in such a late night is particularly terrible.

Fang Jiamei frowned slightly and turned on the light to surround the room. She found nothing.

Did she hear it wrong?

It's very late. She shakes her head and goes out to sleep. Maybe she won't go out again.

Bang.

The sound of things falling is particularly clear. Fang Jiamei sits up abruptly, this time making sure she didn't hear it wrong.

It's said that the castle will be haunted. Isn't it true?

Fang Jiamei slowly clenched the quilt, got out of bed without turning on the light, and walked out gently

Carefully all the way out, slowly downstairs, see the light in the living room is on, in a panic.

Is it a burglar?

Although there are few people living in this area, the security is still very good. There should be no burglary.

Swallowing saliva, Fang Jiamei was in a hurry. She grabbed the mop in the corner and went downstairs very lightly.

It seems that the sound of Suo Suo comes from the sofa. Fang Jiamei keeps close to the wall all the way and slowly pokes her head out to see -

a figure is squatting in front of the TV playing with something, with a toolbox beside her and a man's coat on the sofa.

Looking at this familiar figure, Fang Jiamei immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but did not make a sound, hiding behind the wall to watch.

What is he doing?

How did he get a key in?