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Chapter 358: Could it be that death can express her anger?

The woman's smile and gentleness seemed to be able to touch her eyes, but he knew very clearly that such a graceful and beautiful woman had been hurt by him so much that her body was gone.

Thinking of the woman's appearance when she was lying in his arms with blood, his heart was ache and painful. He instantly waved his hand and knocked off the scarf and gloves in Qi Xiaoya's hand, and growled almost roughly, "

You've done a little too much!"

The scarf and gloves fell to the ground in an instant, but Qi Xiaoya did not bend down to pick it up immediately, but just watched the car carry Xiao Zimo farther and farther away, and finally disappeared...

Lin's mother came out of the inside at some point. She bent down and picked up the scarf and gloves, and sighed in a low voice, "Xiaoya, when did you knit this? Why don't I know?"

Qi Xiaoya calmed down and said with a wry smile: "This is something I sometimes woven quietly when I can't sleep at night. Although it's not well woven, I don't think anyone will refuse others' wishes, right? I didn't expect

The old man is indeed different from a mortal."

"No. You misunderstood the master. It was because you deeply touched the string in his heart that he was so angry! Think about it, he has been so well covered up for so many years, and suddenly he was furious.

How could you not be furious if you touch me?" Lin's mother sighed, "I heard that the master's first love used to knit scarves and gloves for the master at this time of year! At that time, she thought she was

I will definitely spend my whole life with the master. Unexpectedly, in a certain winter, when she knitted a new scarf and wanted to give it to the old man.

When she was a master, she heard from the servants's secret discussion that the master was engaged. She did not cry or make a fuss, but just shattered the wing with scissors, and then stabbed her with scissors into the big fragment.

Throat. When the master arrived, he only saw her lying dying in a pool of blood all over the ground. The master hugged her in his arms. She obviously had a breath, and could still see the master talking to the master, but she

Closed her desperate eyes, pursed her red lips tightly, and went quietly amid the master's painful howl..."

"Why do you have to make this choice? Is it worth it?" Qi Xiaoya couldn't help but feel frightened when she heard this miserable scene, and at the same time she was heartbroken by the silent struggle of such a beautiful woman.

What's that picture?

Why die?

Can only death express her anger?

But if you die, you will have no chance. Is it worth it?

Is it worth it to stay in the heart of a beloved man for the rest of his life in this way?

"Beware of it, how can I still have the strength to think about it so much? I thought, if I hadn't been to the young master's mother who rushed to me in time, now I would have been no longer in this world. It was a matter of thought, not heaven,

It's hell..."

Speaking of this, Lin's mother's eyes couldn't help but feel slightly wet, and she whispered, "Actually, the master is also a person of temperament, but in his political affairs, the ancestors of the Xiao family did not give him a chance to choose, nor did he give him a gift.

The opportunity to choose. He thought that even if such a gentle woman could not be his wife, she would be the concubine he understood and loved the most in order to stay by his side, but he did not expect that he was gentle and well-behaved on weekdays

But the woman would choose such a way to silently break up rather than to be a complete one."


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