His voice was begging, hoarse, low, and full of helplessness.
Lin Jiyue closed her eyes and let her tears flow down uncontrollably.
It's too late... It's already... It can't be done.
Now she is no longer qualified to be with him.,
If she could, she would do whatever it takes, as long as she could be with him, regardless of morality or ethics. As long as she could be with him, even if she would be punished for it, even if she would be sent to the eighteenth level of hell, it wouldn't matter.
... She just loves him, loves him crazily... Even though he is her brother... she still loves him like crazy...
But it can't be done... She is already pregnant with another man's child, how can she get involved with him again?
She wanted to tell him loudly that she was willing, she was willing to follow him at all costs, as long as he was there, that would be her paradise!
Lin Jiyue responded in her heart and kept responding... I am willing... I am willing... I am willing... I am willing... I am willing...
hand, but gently pushed him away.
"I'm sorry, I think there's something I should tell you."
Her eyes were filled with sorrow, and all the sadness fell in his eyes.
Close your eyes, open them, close them again, and then open them. At this time, your eyes are clear and without any emotion.
"I agreed to Zhuang Tianyao's proposal. The wedding will be held in ten days!"
Zhuang Licheng's dark eyes gathered layers of ice, and the chill spread from the bottom of his eyes to his whole body.
Veins popped up on his forehead, and he held his big hands tightly. The blood in his body lost its original temperature in an instant. His heart was torn apart piece by piece, and the bright red blood kept flowing.
, and then, the second layer began to be torn apart, and the blood dropped drop by drop, and gradually, it condensed into ice.
Silence...the silence is terrifying.
He remained motionless and watched her for ten minutes.
"roll!"
Finally, he spoke, with a cold tone and gloomy eyes.
Lin Jiyue stood up, still smiling.
"Okay, I'll get out." He said and walked towards the door.
"stop!"
Zhuang Licheng looked at her with wide eyes. Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. There was no warmth in this smile.
He stood up slowly, walked slowly to the closet, and took out a pure white skirt.
"Wear it before going out, I don't want people to gossip!"
The moment Lin Jiyue reached out and took the skirt, her heart throbbed.
Is this Murong Jing's skirt?
The trademark hasn't been removed yet, is he planning to give it to her?
"This was originally intended for Jing, but after you wore it, it was obvious that I had to buy a new pair for her."
There was a cold smile on his face, and there was no trace of tenderness in his dark eyes.
Zhuang Licheng, do you like Murong Jing? Then, I wish you happiness, okay? You must be happy, happier than anyone else, because from now on, I may not be able to stay with you, so before leaving, I
I want to see you live a happy life, because only in this way can I feel at ease.
"If you really like her, I will bless you."
Putting on her skirt, Lin Jiyue smiled, her pale face without a trace of blood, and her bright hair flying gently.
The skirt fits her very well, as if it was tailor-made for her. Murong Jing is much taller than herself. If it were bought for her, would it be too short? After all, it would only be about 3 inches long when worn on her.