Chapter 908

Xiangcheng, in the Royal Manor in the suburbs.

One of his men stood respectfully and reported on Zhang Kuang and Jiang ruting.

Jiang Rumo, who was wearing a cheongsam next to him, stood next to him and frowned more and more tightly.

The man sitting on the sofa sipped his tea, inadvertently glanced at Jiang Rumo's expression, put down his tea cup, smiled at her and said, "it seems that your sister can't get along with Zhang Kuang."

"Yan, sorry, it's my fault." Jiang Rumo lowered his head.

The man named Yan leaned on the back of the sofa, slightly raised his eyebrows and waved to her: "come here."

Jiang Rumo Weidun obediently walked over and just came to him. The man sitting took her hand with a slight force and sat her on his lap.

He rubbed her side face with one hand and said with a low smile, "I really like you better than ruding. With the same face, you are much more lovable than her."

Jiang Rumo raised his hand and stroked the face close at hand with his slender fingers.

No, actually touching the human skin mask on his face.

She showed her eyebrows and frowned slightly. In her tone, she was somewhat coquettish and complained: "I still like your original appearance."

"Really?" Yan low smiled twice. "I think it's good now. It's also good to be blind occasionally and experience different lives. Especially when everyone thinks you're blind, you can better see the most real expression on their faces."

"Is that the only way?" Jiang Rumo chuckled. "Don't you like that Qiaoya? You've always been with her recently."

"Ha ha." Yan smiled and raised her chin with two fingers. A pair of eyes looked into Jiang Rumo's eyes. "Lovely women are not jealous."

Jiang Rumo's eyes changed slightly. He was about to say something when the mobile phone next to him suddenly rang.

Yan picked it up. Jiang Rumo heard a clear female voice across the street. This voice is not strange to her recently. It's Qiaoya.

"Good day, I'm busy here. Shall we have dinner together in the evening?" Joe Arden said after a while. "It's just that we can discuss the progress of the work."

Yan hooked his lips, and his voice had become Su ri'an's elegant and gentle voice. He said gently, "OK."

As he spoke, he patted Jiang Rumo on the thigh with one hand.

Jiang Rumo left her mouth and stood aside. She looked down at the man who played with Qiaoya in front of her. She sighed slightly.

Zhang Kuang said she had no heart. He didn't know. In fact, the man in front of him was really heartless. The whole world was just an amusement park for him.

"What do you think?" Yan's voice made Jiang Rumo come back. She looked at the man who didn't know when to stand up, shook her head and asked, "are you leaving?"

"HMM." Yan nodded, picked up the sunglasses on the tea table and the blind staff at hand, and resumed his usual indifference on his face. "Tell ruting that I'll give her another chance to make up for her mistakes and let her take care of herself."

"... yes." Jiang Rumo bowed his head.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor gradually disappeared, leaving only Jiang Rumo in the empty living room.

Her face was slightly heavy. She bent down and took out her mobile phone from her bag and called Jiang ruting.

The phone was connected quickly, and Jiang ruting gave a low "sister..." before her voice fell, she snapped.

"Don't call me sister." Jiang Rumo's voice was as low and heavy as her face. "Jiang ruting, if you want to see me die, continue to be your good man!"

On the phone, Jiang ruting's voice obviously stagnated. After a moment, her choking hoarse voice came low, begging and helpless: "sister, don't force me..."

"I didn't force you." hearing her low cry, Jiang Rumo couldn't bear it. She sighed and walked towards the French window.

The transparent landing window is a large lawn laid in the manor, full of vibrant green, but there is nothing called hope in Jiang Rumo's eyes.

She looked up at the white bird flying obliquely across the sky. Her wings slid an arc on the blue sky. Higher and higher, the straight aircraft cloud stabbed into the distance from the top of her head like an arrow, dividing the sky in two.

Jiang Rumo raised his fingers slightly, as if he wanted to touch those free lives, but his fingers shrank slightly when he touched the cold glass.

She curled up between her fingers, and her index finger slid slowly across the glass along the flight trace of the bird.

The bottom of my eyes seems to yearn and hope.

"Ruting, we have no free wings for a long time." her voice was long and low, and said to Jiang ruting, "you always say you want to live a normal life, but long ago, we couldn't enter that world."

Because Jiang Rumo always walks in front, all Jiang ruting can see is her back. She only knows the direction her sister chooses, but she doesn't know how many glasses she has broken along the way.

The other end of the phone didn't speak. When Jiang Rumo lowered his head and raised his eyes, he couldn't see what she had just looked like. It seemed that she was just an illusion at that moment.

She turned her back and stopped looking at the scenery outside the window. Her voice was cold again and said, "Yan said to give you one last chance. You know what this means."

"I......" Jiang ruting was silent for a long time and didn't answer.

Jiang Rumo closed her eyes, and she didn't want to force her.

But Yan said this was the last chance. The man was one and the same. If she didn't do it now, Jiang ruting's next situation would only be more difficult.

"Ruting, or you'll finish the task, or... Come to Xiangcheng to collect my body." Jiang Rumo said coldly, "you know, I'll do what I say."

"Sister..." Jiang ruting's cry on the phone could no longer be suppressed, like a child lost in the street.

Jiang Rumo waited patiently for her answer until finally, the crying mute voice finally replied painfully: "I know, I will... Do as you say."

Hearing this, Jiang Rumo was satisfied.

She sighed slightly, her voice softened and comforted Jiang ruting opposite: "sister, I don't want to do this. If my death can change your freedom and happiness, I won't be greedy for life, but you know that even if I die, you can't escape your original fate..."

There was only a choking voice from Jiang ruting, as if he had no strength to respond to Jiang Rumo's words.

Jiang Rumo paused and said, "after finishing this task, let's go to beg Yan together. For the sake of helping him for so many years, if he is willing to give us a way to live, my sister promised to leave with you at that time. We'll go wherever you say and live the life you want, okay?"

"But am I still qualified at that time?" Jiang ruting collapsed.

How can the light she extinguished be lit?