"Xulong, I know Fu Yi offended you."
Ying Xiurui tried to negotiate with Rong Xuelong calmly.
"But if you hurt her in this way, it will be very detrimental to you. Why bother to lose in this way? If you give her to me, I will punish her."
"Huh," Rong Xuelong snorted disdainfully, "Fake others' hands to punish the person who hurt me? I haven't gotten so mixed with Rong Xuelong and failed! Now I have fish in my hand, I have a knife in my hand, kill If you don't kill it, I will decide **** it!"
"Xuelong, why bother, you and Fu Yi, what kind of hatred?" Ying Xiurui said helplessly, "After all, the person Jiang Chengwei loves is also you, not her. She is already a loser..."
"There is no deep hatred?" Rong Xuelong almost smiled.
"Mr. Ying is really wrong to say this."
She pinched Infuyi's neck, "Tell them, who made my face like this?"
Ying Fu Yi was like a chicken whose throat was pinched, "Yes-it was Jiang Yilin..."
"Who did it?" Rong Xuelong frowned, and the mouth of the bottle was pointed at Ying Fuyi's chin. "Bitch, you can think about it for your sister!"
"You, you threatened me, it doesn't count..." Infuri's mouth was unexpectedly hard.
"It doesn't count, ha...Yes, Jiang Yilin was sent by you, and now she has no news. She doesn't know whether she is dead or alive. There is no evidence for her death." Rong Xuelong smiled lightly.
Hearing her saying this, Ying Fuyi unconsciously showed a triumphant expression in her eyes.
Rong Xuelong seemed to continue talking to herself, "So no matter how I testify against you, it's useless. I know my face was destroyed by you, and I know that my hand was almost broken by you, but You can't do anything about it."
Upon hearing Rong Xuelong's words, the eyes of Ying Xiurui and Jiang Chengwei were shocked.
Especially Jiang Chenghui, his eyes still feel deeply distressed.
Sister...Sister who is so proud, has suffered such abuse.
If Ying Fu Yi did all this, he can't wait to drag Ying Fu Yi over to pieces!
"Is there really nothing I can do?" Rong Xuelong tilted her head, as if innocently thinking.
Ying Fuyi sneered: "Yes, you have nothing to do. The person who harmed you is Jiang Yilin. What does it have to do with me? But if you hurt me today, you will... ah ah!"
Before she finished speaking, she screamed bitterly.
because.
Rong Xuelong's hand suddenly slammed down.
The mouth of the broken glass bottle hanging above Ying Fu Yi's face had already plunged fiercely into Ying Fu Yi's face with a force of destruction.
It was like a shark's jagged, sharp cut, like a bloodthirsty devil, greedily sucking the fresh gushing blood.
After Ying Xiurui and Jiang Chengwei's startled eyes.
Rong Xuelong grabbed the bottle tightly, and drew it chicly.
It's like an artist dealing with a proud painting of himself, with elegant but unrestrained movements.
Sneer----
The blood on Infuyi's face spurted out with ground meat.
Rong Xuelong kicked Ying Fuyi, who was screaming and tumbling, off the bed with a thud.
The bandage obscured her smile.
But at this moment, she is the unscrupulous, arrogant and domineering queen of City C.
"Yeah," she added what she had said before, "because I am a madman. A madman takes revenge, what evidence is there to say, right?"
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I especially like my sister's abuse of scum...It is the essence of the author who was rolling all over the floor without sugar!
By the way, the male lead will know that the child belongs to him in these two days (no conscience spoiler)