Jiang Lan hesitated for a while and raised her hand and gestured: I won’t go to see Grandma Zhang anymore, don’t hurt her.

Lu Jingchi's thin lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were burning, and he didn't say anything.

Jiang Lan continued to gesture: She is very old and has not had much time left, and she is very pitiful.

Just think that it is because she has taken care of you, I feel sorry for her.

I don't know if he saw her sign language. His eyes kept staring at her eyes and did not look at her fingers.

She can't speak, which is the greatest helplessness.

As long as he didn't look at her hands, she would never be able to express her thoughts or communicate with him.

He was in a good mood and could watch her gesture slowly. When he was in a bad mood, he didn't even look at her.

He has the option to refuse to communicate with her at any time.

Jiang Lan gestded a bunch of sign languages, but he was still just looking at her like that.

Jiang Lan's heart also slowly sank.

She put down her hand and stopped moving.

Lu Jingchi suddenly spoke, "Do you know, why don't I let you contact those people?"

Jiang Lan raised his eyelids and stared at him in a daze.

She wanted to know, but she was almost crazy.

She wondered why she had no more basic freedom and power as a person.

Jiang Lan waited for his answer, and he raised his slender finger and gently stroked her cheek, "But I hope you will never know."

Jiang Lan's eyes flashed.

It’s really familiar words, as if Pei Qingsheng had said them.

Pei Qingsheng also said: If you remember, you won’t ask such a question.

When you remember, you won’t look at me with such a look.

Different questions all have the same meaning, and Jiang Lan's mind began to buzz again.

What did you forget?

She couldn't remember even if she wanted to break her head. They guessed riddles with her, forced her to remember them, and forced her not to contact outsiders.

It seemed as if it was being pulled by two forces constantly, almost tearing her in half.

She was desperate and helpless, so she could only bear it silently, watching herself being torn to pieces.

Lu Jingchi suddenly sat up, the sheets slid down, revealing his perfect figure, and the red marks on his chest and back were intertwined, especially clear.

She had no nails, but the traces of scratching were still shocking. You can imagine how crazy he was last night.

Jiang Lan can hardly move except for his hands.

He got out of bed and put on his clothes, dressed neatly. Jiang Lan looked at him, and changed from a crazy man to Mr. Lu, who everyone admired.

Lu Jingchi picked up the wristband at the head of the bed and turned around and said to her: "I don't have to go to work today, I have a good rest at home, and I don't go out."

"Also, I don't want to leave Si Ning and Feng Qin."

After saying the warning, he took a coat and went out without looking back.

Jiang Lan lay in a daze on the bed, turned his head and looked at his departure back, and the bedroom door closed, blocking her vision.

She silently withdrew her gaze and looked down at her arm. It was not much better, it was all covered with the bruises that had settled down.

As well as her lower abdomen that was vaguely painful, her body had not fully recovered, and she was seriously injured last night due to lack of oxygen.

She didn't know that she could do it several times.
Chapter completed!