However, the photo in Yesluo's hand just now pierced her heart like a sharp needle. On it, the woman who was tied to the bed with five stripes and was so thin that there was only a handful of bones left was none other than her mother.
Cheng Qin.
If she stayed, she wouldn't have to worry about falling into Yesi Luo's cruel grasp again, but there was no need to even think about it. Cheng Qin would naturally die a miserable death because of her, perhaps no worse than the one she once flirted with in a nightclub.
Her Li Sunrui!
After thinking for a while, she bit her lower lip tightly and uttered two short words, "I'm leaving!"
"Lili!"
"very good!"
Chu Yilun's extremely shocked voice mixed with Yesi Luo's fatal and seductive laughter, which was indescribably weird.
"I'm sorry, Chu Yilun, I really have to leave. Thank you for taking care of me during this time... Take care!"
After saying that, Cheng Liuli lowered his head and, surrounded by Yesi Luo and all his men, hurriedly walked towards the outside of the church.
"Lili——" Behind her, Chu Yilun's cold voice was like a sharp lightning, splitting her heart.
However, she bit her lip forcefully, without making any pause, and walked towards the exit even more hurriedly.
There, a huge passenger plane was parked on the lush green lawn, and the cabin door had been opened. As soon as she stepped into the cabin door, it would soar high in the sky, taking her into an unknown and dangerous world.
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What she didn't see was that behind her, Chu Yilun's tall figure swayed, his long eyelashes fluttering gently, and his eyes were following her back with a look that was cold and beautiful.
His face was as pale as if he had just experienced a serious illness.
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The moment she stepped onto the cabin door, he staggered and screamed,
"Li Li, you can't leave me, you don't know that you have already been infected..." Before he could finish his words, he covered his chest, and with a loud sound, a large mouthful of blood spattered out.
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"Your Majesty!" Butler Sam, who was always as loyal as his shadow, rushed up and held him in his arms, "Quick, prepare the car! Take Your Majesty out of here!"
Sam sighed, and he and another guard helped Chu Yilun get into the extended Rolls-Royce.
As soon as he sat firmly, Sam immediately took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out a snow-white pill. "Your Majesty, this is the Ding Yang Pill. Take one as soon as possible!"
Chu Yilun opened his tired eyes, and there was a numb and empty light in his green glass-like pupils.
In his hand, he was still holding tightly the wedding ring that he was going to wear on Cheng Liuli's hand.
The sharp edges of the ring touched his white palm, which hurt so much, but he held it tighter and tighter.
He rarely smiles, and most of the time he is as cold and graceful as ice.
But at this moment, he smiled, his thin lips curved into a shallow arc, and that faint smile was just like his own temperament, full of ice-cold aura.
The laughter grew louder and louder, and blood stains as bright as roses condensed on his sharp-edged lips, setting off his marble-like skin with clear texture, giving it a strange but thrilling beauty.
The icy green under his eyes seemed to dissipate little by little, gradually becoming transparent and colorless, like the thin ice that had just condensed, and it seemed that it would completely shatter with a gentle tap.