Chapter 1150

Wen Zhiyuan is forced to look at Wen Cheng. She lies on the ground with her mouth open helplessly. Her cheek is tightly fastened by Leng Yiyan. It's very difficult for her to move.

In such a short distance, she saw countless scornful and sarcastic eyes fall on her, as if she deserved it.

It shouldn't be like this!

The tight string in Wen Zhiyuan's mind is broken!

She broke down and yelled, stretched out her hand in an attempt to get rid of Leng Yiyan's control, "no, brother Yan, you lied to me!

You said you don't like Wen Shu orange, you promised me you would love me! It's not like that. You can't do this to me... "

Wen Zhiyuan cries and struggles. She cries and tears fall from the corners of her eyes.

At that time, Yan Shiqi stood a few steps away to watch the scene.

She suddenly understood the purpose of Leng Yiyan.

Perhaps, in this world, the only thing that can make life worse than death is not the pain of flesh, but the pain of love.

Wen Zhiyuan dares to assert that Leng Yiyan loves her, which is enough to prove how much effort Leng Yiyan has made.

Leng Yiyan let her believe everything, and finally personally destroyed all the good.

His chip is Wen Zhiyuan's deep love for him.

Inkstone when seven silent sigh, once to Leng Yi Yan's complaints and don't understand, now all turned into a sigh and heartache.

He is how to use the feeling to orange, will be willing to bet on himself, to fight for her a chance of revenge.

Thinking of this, inkstone when seven inadvertently looking to the side of the orange.

From her point of view, orange's expression is still very calm, but the line of sight a little bit down, we found that her clenched fist... Hanging a drop of blood at the joints.

Inkstone when seven silent sigh, Qiao ran moved to her side, quietly pull up her wrist, patting let her go.

How hard did it take to pierce my palm

These two people grew up together. If they didn't have the accident of that year, maybe... They would have different results.

The culprit Wen Zhiyuan, she really deserves all this!

If Leng Yiyan has a deep affection for orange, then Wen Zhiyuan's fate will be miserable.

Wen Cheng's stiff fingers were pushed away little by little by the inkstone, and his palm was stabbed by his fingernails in several crescent shaped wounds, and blood was constantly emerging.

Inkstone when seven silently picked up a square towel from the table, for her to wipe, whispered, "even if the heart is uncomfortable, also don't take their own vent."

"Well..." Wen Cheng answers gently, but holds Yan Shiqi's hand tightly.

At the moment, the wedding scene is very quiet.

The staff who originally stayed here to serve didn't know when to quit.

Around, there are more bodyguards in black suits.

Wen Zhiyuan, who is still lying on the T-shaped stage and struggling to cry, is crying at the top of his voice.

She didn't want to believe everything in front of her. She was like deceiving herself. She wanted to immerse herself in the past days of love forever.

When she saw the inkstone, Qi went to Wencheng, there was no lack of heartache to pull up her hand and gently wipe it, the fundus of her eyes filled with infinite hatred.

People's emotional outburst, always with endless power.

Wen Zhiyuan, who is stimulated, angrily waits for Wen Cheng. Then she suddenly reaches out her hand and pushes Leng Yiyan away.

Unable to defend, the half squatting Leng Yiyan was pushed back several steps by her.

At that moment, Wen Zhiyuan sprang up from the ground and rushed to Wen Cheng with her skirt. Passing a dining table, she picked up a plate and smashed it along the corner of the table. Then she raised her hand to hold the pieces and scratched towards Wen Cheng's face.