Wen Xihe felt as if she had finally approached a harbor where she could feel at ease. Her nose was sore. Her hands passed through the man's waist and clasped them tightly. Maybe she felt that she could finally relax, maybe
There was so much sadness accumulated over the past few days. At this moment, all the emotions turned into colorful tears, which were blurred on Lan Lingzhou's expensive suit.
While she was crying, she was also complaining unconsciously, "Why did you come here? Why did you come..."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm late!" Lan Lingzhou's chin was tense. It could be seen that even after finding Wen Xihe, his face didn't look good at this time. He rubbed it gently with his chin
Holding the top of Wen Xihe's hair, he almost pressed her into his body, "I'm sorry!"
After glancing at the unconscious woman on the ground, Lan Lingzhou held Wen Xihe in his arms and glanced at the villa in front of him. His voice was obviously much lower than when he faced Wen Xihe a moment ago, "Let's go!"
"
Even Wen Xihe herself didn't remember how long it had been, how long she had been kept here in darkness by He Mingjue.
Along the way, people could be seen in twos and threes who were put to death on the ground. Apart from them, there was almost no one awake in the huge villa. Wen Xihe was a little worried, Lan Lingzhou
But he held her in his arms without any scruples and continued walking out, "Don't worry, they won't die, they will wake up when the time comes!"
When she reached the door, Wen Xihe's steps stopped naturally. She turned around stiffly and looked back at the villa in front of her. At this moment, even she herself didn't know why she hesitated.
Shouldn't she leave happily, and be glad that Lan Lingzhou finally found her, and that she was finally out of He Mingjue's control?
But now, as she stands here, what is that indescribable, cat-like feeling in her heart?
"Let's go," a faint emotion flashed between Lan Lingzhou's brows. He had already opened the car door with one hand, and carefully but slightly forcefully pushed Wen Xihe into the car, "Maybe, he will come soon.
came back!"
In fact, Lan Lingzhou's power is no less than that of He Mingjue. In fact, even if there is a real face-to-face confrontation, the winner may not be determined. But now, he understands that He Mingjue is Wen Xihe
The more the calamity in his heart entangled, the more entangled it became. He was not a fool, he just wanted to get his Wen Xihe out of that man's sight completely.
In the end, Wen Xihe didn't look back. She reached out and closed the car door tightly, isolating herself from the entire world outside.
With a "pop" sound, the crystal cup in his hand was smashed out hard and fell against the wall, suddenly shattering into countless pieces.
The woman next to him said "Ah" and avoided the fragments with a pale face. She stood aside cautiously, but did not dare to step back. She could only prevent herself from being affected while observing the expression on her master's face.
He Mingjue narrowed his eyes slightly, and the other glass cup in his hand was firmly and unconsciously held tightly in his palm.
When he came back, what he saw was a pile of people who had been knocked down in various directions. There was no trace of a fight in the villa, and there was no mark left on every brick and tile. Even the woman who took care of Wen Xihe was beaten.
He fainted and fell in front of the sofa in the living room.
Only Wen Xihe, whom he cherished so much, was gone!
No wonder......
Wen Xihe, who had always said she hated him, suddenly became passionate last night.
No wonder…
Why did she insist on helping him tie his tie while she was sleeping, and she also left a row of red lip prints on his snow-white shirt.
She never really wanted to stay by his side, she always hated him. Even if he forced her, even if he forced her to recall the memories they shared every day. She never thought of compromising.
, has been trying to reject and try to escape from him.
"Sir..." Outsiders always don't know the whole story, so they tentatively stepped forward, "The lady has been taken away, should we call the police?"
Call the police?
ridiculous!
When he took away Wen Xihe, Lan Lingzhou also knew about it. But he had no evidence and did not dare to act rashly. If he failed, then there would inevitably be a new friction between the Lan family and the Wen family. The shopping mall was full of troubles.
People who can fight will never be impulsive. But now, the situation seems to be the same, the target is still Wen Xihe, but the person on the outside has become He Mingjue.
The cup in his hand was held tighter and tighter. A huge force surrounded the cup, tightening it tightly. Finally, with a "pop" sound, the fragments pierced into the palm of the hand, and bright red liquid immediately flowed out from the fingers.
Just like a heart, it tightens due to pain, and then breaks into pieces, dripping with blood.
Wen Xihe, what do you want from me?!
The woman next to him turned pale with fright. She jumped up and wanted to rush over, but she was deterred after seeing the gloomy color on He Mingjue's face. She could only stand there and shout softly.
"Sir, your hand is bleeding!"
Suddenly, He Mingjue suddenly stood up from the sofa, his palms still bleeding, and the blood fell to the floor "tick-tock-tock" with his footsteps. But he didn't care about it at all. His footsteps seemed to follow.
He felt the same. Every time he became more certain of his decision, his pace quickened.
Until finally, he started running and rushed all the way to the car.
The woman chased her out and wanted to shout something more, but she saw the car disappearing like a gust of wind. She had to give up angrily, "A bunch of... lunatics!"
Opening the door, Wen Xihe stood at the door in a daze for a long time before finally realizing that she had really returned to her residence. She threw off her shoes and walked barefoot to the sofa. She felt that her body was completely unable to function.
With so much strength, he fell headlong towards the sofa.
"Xiaohe!"
Fortunately, Lan Lingzhou's sharp eyesight prevented her from being hit in the head when her vision went dark.
Wen Xihe allowed Lan Lingzhou to help him sit on the sofa, and sat down next to her. The man beside him was silent, just waiting quietly for Wen Xihe to calm down and speak actively.
Wen Xihe leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes. Bits and pieces of her time with He Mingjue flashed before her eyes over and over again. The forced, tender and reminiscences. Every episode was almost engraved in her heart. As long as
Closing her eyes, scenes flashed by like a movie. Wen Xihe felt her heart hurt, but she told herself over and over in her heart.
After hesitating for a long time, Wen Xihe plucked up the courage, slightly opened the collar of her neck, and showed him the disfigured skin that had been ravaged last night, "He and I did everything!"