"Don't see me again. When you get to the ground, remember to repent to our young man and ask him to forgive you. "

After that, he stood up and threw the candle on the table.

As soon as the candle fell, it burned on the expensive carpet.

The flame, instantly from a small bundle burned into a big bundle, the dark blue fire burned Tang Qingya's eyes, and the smoke choked her nose.

The mouth is sealed, she can only face up, severe cough.

Tears are surging from the corner of the eye.

Zhou Fang and others quit the villa at the moment of setting fire.

Looking at the villa sealed by him, Zhou Fang's eyes became red gradually.

He finally decided with his own hands the woman he hated and loved the most.

How much he loved Tang Qingya, how much he hated her.

A year ago, he was rescued in time, but he lay on the hospital bed for more than half a year. He suffered severe burns on his back and underwent numerous plastic surgery.

Just picked up a life.

But he's not as lucky as he is.

When he was rescued, his limbs had been burned and stuck together. He curled up and his limbs adhered to his head. In that way, he was burned into pitch black. He couldn't break it off. His flesh and blood had been mixed together.

When he saw the body at first sight, he almost fainted.

At that moment, he vowed to find Tang Qingya and let her taste the taste of being burned alive!

She should have tasted the pain of his superior's death.

The bodyguard looked at the smoky two-story villa and said: "master Zhou, will you be found out if you set fire to her like this?"

"What are you afraid of?" Zhou Fang is not afraid of this.

As early as the day of you'er's death, he was a walking corpse.

He's not afraid to go to jail or die.

He is afraid that he can't decide the woman himself, and he can't get rid of the hatred completely.

Now, he's got what he wanted.

What's the fear of death?

Zhou Fang sneered, turned and walked into the car, told the driver to drive away.

About ten minutes after Zhou Fang left, several cars stopped in front of the villa at the same time.

Led by a low-key and luxurious Maybach.

Si Mu Han sees the smoke of the villa in the car. He pushes the door open and gets off immediately.

Several bodyguards in black suits came down from the other cars.

"Come on! Go in and help people immediately

Si Mu Han orders bodyguards to go in to save people, at the same time, he himself also ran in.

In my mind, uncontrollably flashed the picture that he was blind and deaf, and the little girl always accompanied him.

At that time, he couldn't see or hear anything. She was always with him, sharing half of the food with him.

Even if he doesn't love her, she still has a place in his life.

Without Tang Qingya, he would not have lived to be rescued by the police.

So this is what he owes her. He can't let her have an accident.

……

Inside the villa.

Tang Qingya kept wriggling, like a silkworm chrysalis, wriggling on the ground.

She did not dare to stop, for fear that if she stopped, she would be engulfed by the fire.

She didn't want to die.

She's so young.

She paid a great price, and then came back to the side of her brother. She must not die like this.

She has not seen Ruan zhixia's illness and death, and has not seen her brother marry her. She can't die.

Can't die

But why is her eyelid getting heavier and heavier.

It's getting harder and harder to breathe.

Oh, no, she's out of strength.

But I can't.

You have to climb.

The fire is coming soon.

Tang Qingya, you can't give up.

You're going to get up.

Even if Tang Qingya was in the heart of how to cheer for himself, but still the old enemy consciousness fuzzy, finally fainted.

"Xiaoya!"

Before she fainted, she seemed to hear the voice of brother Mu Han. How nice.

Tang Qingya's mouth was sealed and raised slightly.

Division evening cold let a person kick open the door of villa, break into.

The fire is already very big. He covers his nose and looks for Tang Qingya everywhere. Finally, under the arch of the living room, he sees Tang Qingya who has passed out.

Si Mu Han strode forward and picked up the faint Tang Qingya from the ground.

When bending over, the mobile phone in the trouser pocket suddenly fell out.

Si Mu Han doesn't feel it, so he picks up Tang Qingya and goes out in a hurry.However, when he came to the porch with Tang Qingya in his arms, a chandelier from the ceiling was about to fall, and finally he smashed it straight at them.

Si Muhan feels that something has fallen down, but he has no time to avoid it. He looks down at Tang Qingya, who has passed out.

He bends slightly to block Tang Qingya in his arms. The chandelier directly hits his back, and then falls on the ground, scattering crystal wicks all over the ground.

Chandelier heavy hit on the back of the division of evening cold, a burst of pain.

The division evening cold stuffy hums a, but seem to have nothing to do with of, directly embrace Tang Qing ya to walk out of the villa.

When the bodyguard comes out of Si Mu Han, he immediately greets him.

"Take her to the hospital."

Si Muhan hands Tang Qingya to the bodyguard.

"Yes." The bodyguard reaches for Tang Qingya.

The burden in the arms is carried away, division evening cold direct pain fainted in the past.

He fell to the ground, his black suit behind him, wet.

One side of the bodyguard saw Si Mu Han suddenly fell on the ground, he quickly squatted down, stretched out his hand to explore the moist place behind Si Mu Han, his palm was red with blood, he immediately cried out in fear, "young master!"

……

After Ruan zhixia and Luo An'an separated.

Back to the villa in Jinshawan, I see that simuhan hasn't come back yet.

She went to the kitchen to prepare dinner herself.

On the way back, she thought about it, because this week, she was immersed in the death of Ziheng, and didn't talk to simuhan very well.

Tonight, she wants to make a delicious meal for simuhan.

Think about it carefully, she didn't seem to have made anything delicious for Si Muhan.

Ruan zhixia called today's chef and told him not to come here today.

She cooked the dinner herself.

Two hours later.

A delicious dinner is fresh.

Ruan zhixia sits on the dining table and looks at the dark sky outside. She looks down at her mobile phone. It's already half past six.

Normally speaking, it's time for simuhan to get home.

But Si Muhan hasn't come back yet

Ruan zhixia waited for another ten minutes.

See division evening cold still don't see to come back, had to give him a phone call.

The phone is off.

She takes off her mobile phone and looks at the screen, and her willow catkins are slightly twisted.

it's strange that Si Muhan is so good that he can't turn off the phone.

Because the mobile phone can't, Ruan zhixia has no way.

Just sit there and wait.

I waited all night.

Because she wanted to be alone with simuhan tonight, all the servants went home on her holiday.

Did not think, because of this, he was at the dinner table, prone to sleep all night.

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