Chapter 61

Hearing this, the man in black looked sad and wanted to cry. He said, "young master, I know I'm wrong! Next time before entering the door, my subordinates will knock on the door, never be so bold again! Young master, don't let your subordinates go down to serve the master. Otherwise, your subordinates will lose half of their lives! "

The man hears speech, this just satisfaction ground nods, then again wring eyebrow to ask a way: "according to you see, Ling Xi she this time is true illness, still pretend illness?"

"Huishaozhu, although the young lady always pretends to be ill and asks you to go home to play with her, this time, I think the young lady is really ill. According to the bodyguard beside the young lady, yesterday, her wife took her to the seaside to play. After a cold wind, she had a fever this morning. "

Bustling city, she was expelled by the city management, can only carry the tiger around. Finally, she and tiger sit under the remote overpass, hungry, dry lips.

There was a constant flow of pale yellow pus. She walked barefoot on the road. Her feet were hurt by the gravel, scratched by the inconspicuous glass, and shed blood. Every step left a bloody footprint.

In the wilderness, she walks with her sleeping tiger on her back. Those burns on her body will still fester in early autumn.

in the sea of fire, her waist long hair is burned into short hair, and the hot flame marks her skin. She wanted to give up in pain, wanted to die in this heartless fire, but she, for the sake of Xiaohu, in order to keep her promise to grandma, she was like the moth chasing the fire, and repeatedly bumped into the burning door.

In the abandoned warehouse, those disgusting men came towards her with evil smiles, threw her down and tore her clothes madly. She struggled desperately and begged for mercy. Her tears seemed to be running dry. However, those people did not stop, but more and more crazy.

She is song Shiyan, the daughter of song group and father's dearest daughter! It was also in such a stormy night that she received a call from her father before she died. From then on, her world turned upside down. Her favorite man and trusted friend all betrayed themselves overnight. Those humiliating and painful memories, like wild spreading vines, surrounded her heart and held her tightly, making her breathless. She curled up feebly on the ground, holding her head in her hands, like a wounded animal.

Next, to the neon night of the whole city covered with a layer of hazy fog, she listened to the patter of rain outside the window, her hands tightly covered her chest, a flash of lightning, her face a little pale.

Song Shiyan's consciousness gradually recovered. She slowly opened her eyes and sat up. Her head was still aching. She looked around, struggling to get out of bed, step by step, slowly to the French window. The rain is pouring down and

The man sighed and reluctantly stood up and put on his coat. As he walked out, he said, "it seems that we really have to go back this time - come on, you and I will go back together. As for the others, let them guard outside the door. If she wakes up, please let me know in time. Remember, you must keep an eye on this woman. Don't let her find another chance to escape! "

Yin Haoming, the familiar song family mansion and her once favorite man, grabs her hair and bumps against the wall. Her sight is blurred by blood. She rolled down the long revolving escalator and lay limply on the ground, unable to move. And her once trusted friend, Yan duoya, appeared in front of her as a winner, replaying her nightmare in front of her eyes.

Yin Haoming with a sharp knife, a knife in her face, Yan duoya to pepper brine, toward her face. The unbearable pain made her feel like a hell.

The blue sky, the blue sea, the white yacht, wearing a wedding dress, together with the safe, were thrown into the deep sea by Yin Haoming. She strove to swim towards the light above her head. After all, she could only close her eyes powerlessly