Jiang Lan was sitting on the sofa, and Lu Jingchi was wiping her hair with a towel in his hand.

Her face was pale and bloodless, and when the light above her head illuminated her, she looked as pale as a dead person.

Jiang Lan stared blankly at the void in the sky, motionless. Lu Jingchi lowered his head and glanced at her.

But he didn't say anything and continued to wipe her hair.

He didn't even ask her what happened when she went to the Lu family. He didn't know whether he guessed it and didn't want to ask, or he didn't care about what happened when she went to the Lu family.

Just like last time, he remained silent after finding out.

No one asked if it hurt.

Yes, how can a mute feel pain?

After Lu Jingchi wiped her hair, she used a hair dryer to dry her hair. She kept her original position without moving.

Her long black and silky hair hung down on both sides, making her face look even paler, as if she would turn transparent and disappear at any moment.

Lu Jingchi stood behind her and remained silent.

The two of them remained silent.

An unexpected system ringtone broke the silence. It was Lu Jingchi's cell phone. He put down the hair dryer, took out the cell phone from his arms, and walked aside to answer the call.

Jiang Lan's eyelashes trembled. She turned around and saw him answering the phone over there with a serious look on his face.

She withdrew her gaze, lowered her head to fall on her belly, raised her fingers and touched it.

This child, like her, was not welcomed.

Jiang Lan closed her eyes. She was not crying, maybe she couldn't cry anymore.

Crying can only express sadness, not despair, and despair cannot be expressed.

After Lu Jingchi answered the phone, he returned to Jiang Lan again and rubbed her hair, "Go to bed early and go out."

Jiang Lan raised her head and looked at Lu Jingchi with burning eyes. A smile appeared on her pale face and she nodded obediently.

Lu Jingchi frowned without trace.

He didn't say anything, turned around and left.

After taking two steps, he turned back to Jiang Lan and said, "Next time she calls you, call me."

Jiang Lan's eyes flashed, and she stared at Lu Jingchi's chiseled face, feeling a deep pain in her heart.

Is there a next time?

Probably not.

After Lu Jingchi finished speaking, he left.

Jiang Lan watched his leaving figure, and the smile on her lips gradually faded away.

She didn't know where Lu Jingchi was going, so she curled up on the sofa and guarded the empty villa.

Not long after, she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. The pain seemed to constantly remind her that a life was passing away from her body.

The second time.

She couldn't save those two innocent children every time.

Jiang Lan forced herself to get up from the sofa. She stumbled to the medicine box and found the painkillers inside.

She unscrewed the bottle cap with trembling hands. Because her hands were shaking, the whole bottle poured out and spilled all over the floor.

She knelt on the ground and picked up the medicines one by one.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and large beads of cold sweat dripped onto his palms, soaking the pills.

She stuffed all the medicine in her palm into her mouth and swallowed it wholeheartedly. Whether it was because the medicine was too bitter or because the pain was too severe, the soreness stuck in her chest surged up. She slowly curled up on the ground, trembling and crying.

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She lay on the cold floor, crying heartbreakingly. The huge villa was so quiet that she could only hear the sound of rain hitting the glass.

I don't know how long it took before Jiang Lan finally regained her breath and regained her strength. She got up from the ground and her eyes fell on the fruit knife not far away.

She walked towards the fruit knife and numbly grabbed it.
Chapter completed!