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1557. Silent support

However, what Fang Yiren did not expect was that the wedding between Sikong Lingge and Feng Liye was a show from beginning to end.

Fang Yiren felt that Sikong Lingge deceived Feng Liye!

So she quietly asked the servants of the Feng family to add colorless and tasteless medicine to Sikong Lingge's three meals.

That kind of medicine will cause people to habitually miscarriage, once, twice, three times... and eventually hurt their body

She wanted Sikong Lingge to taste it, just like Li Ye, the pain she lost.[

If she died with Li Ye in this explosion, this matter would be forever covered in dust and no one would know about it again.

But, Shangguan Rui saved her again...

Fang Yiren sneered silently

What she hates most in her life is that she owe favors.

Especially the favor that I owe Shangguan Rui!

Just after coming to my senses, there was already a black barrel on my forehead.

Shangguan Rui was condescending, his eyes were full of sinister and cold, "The antidote."

"I've put it in the basement of the wolf." Fang Yiren revealed without any resistance.

Fang Yiren is not afraid of death.

Now, she was eager to die immediately and go to accompany Li Ye.

She did not hide anything from her, but felt that... Li Ye was gone, and it would not make much sense to fight any more.

If Li Ye’s last wish was to hope that Sikong Lingge would live a happy life, then she would not go against Li Ye’s wishes.

Shangguan Rui collected the gun.

He could see that Fang Yiren was not lying.

Because all the reasons for Fang Yiren to lie no longer exist.

Shangguan Rui's pupils shrank slightly and he warned coldly, "I don't want to owe you favors, don't try to do anything here."

Fang Yiren doesn’t want to live at all, how could he not see it?

"Ha..." Fang Yiren smiled strangely, not knowing whether he had listened to Shangguan Rui's words.

Shangguan Rui glanced at her lightly and turned around and left.[

*******************************************Shangguan Rui’s dedicated dividing line*********

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Sikong Lingge sat woodenly beside the bed, his whole head empty.

Shangguan Rui always accompanied her, holding Sikong Lingge's hand and giving her silent support.

The room was silent, and there was no sound.

"Xiaobai..." After a while, Sikong Lingge broke the silence, his voice hoarse, as if he had been tempered by fire.

"Jun has brought people there, Xiaobai will be fine." Shangguan Rui whispered.

Sikong Lingge nodded, with a wandering soul-like expression, "Fang Yiren..."

"With Renault and the others here, Fang Yiren will not be in trouble." Shangguan Rui promised.

"Li Ye... why... isn't there to be any help..." Sikong Ling was incoherent and had no idea what he was talking about. Her mind was hot and she was in a mess, and she said it directly.

"It's too late." Shangguan Rui only said three words and stopped talking.

He was afraid that he would speak too much, so Sikong listened to the song even more uncomfortable.

“…”

"If you feel uncomfortable, just cry." Shangguan Rui said softly and gently

After leaving Fang Yiren's ward, Sikong Lingge kept silent and was as bored as a puppet.

Shangguan Rui was worried that she would hurt her body by holding the pain in her heart.

Sikong Lingge slowly raised his eyes and looked at Shangguan Rui.

"If you cry, you won't feel so uncomfortable." Shangguan Rui said, stroking her snow-white cheeks.

As soon as the words fell, Sikong Lingge's eyes were blurred by the fog...


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