935. Chapter 935 Who are you in the heart of admirer Fan
Wen Xiaorou, who had regained consciousness, immediately let out a hysterical howl, and then roared loudly: "Don't touch me, get out of here!!! Huangfu Ye, you'd better not touch me, otherwise... Yang Mufan won't let go
Over you!!!!!!”
Hearing this, a playful smile appeared on the corners of Ji Lianjing's beautiful lips, which was evil and sinister.
He turned away from his handsome face and looked coldly at the woman with a look of hatred, like a little beast whose life was threatened, and then said slowly and leisurely: "Do you think that Yan Mufan still cares about your life and death?! Wen Xiaorou
, do you think, in Yang Mufan’s heart, who do you think you are?!”
Crash--
Before Wen Xiaorou could fully understand the subtext behind Ji Lianjing's words, a paper bag flew out of the car window.
The overwhelming number of photos is like the flying snow floating in the air in winter, densely packed and overwhelming towards Wen Xiaorou.
The alleys at night are quiet and silent.
The dim lights added more desolation and loneliness to the dead night.
Wen Xiaorou stood there steadily, staring at the photos scattered on the ground.
For the first time, I felt that my heart was colder and icier than the autumn wind, as if I had fallen into a cold pool that had not melted for thousands of years, without any warmth.
The content in the photo is nothing but the scene of Yang Mufan hugging Mu Wanqing, mother and son riding a horse together during the day.
Ji Lianjing's cold eyes glanced disdainfully at the woman standing in the night with an ashen face, and spoke lazily: "Tell me, if I really cut your body into pieces and threw it on the street, would you admire Mufan?"
Let me go?!"
After hearing Ji Lianjing's provocative words, Wen Xiaorou's lips trembled violently, either because she was cold or because she was too stimulated. Even wearing Chanel's limited edition crimson lipstick could not cover up the pale and dull color of her lips.
She stared straight at the photo showing Yang Mufan's tall and straight body, Mu Wanqing blushing shyly, and Yang Mu'an smiling brightly and brightly. She couldn't help but pull the hands hanging by her sides into fists.
What made Wen Xiaorou's heart ache the most was that in the corner of the photo, there was a picture of Yang Mu Sheng, alone, holding on to the fence, looking at their thin figure on horseback.
Wen Xiaorou could tolerate Yang Mufan betraying her and not loving her, but she really couldn't bear it. Her son was abandoned by them without any care.
Ji Lianjing, who had always been extremely thoughtful, noticed Wen Xiaorou's change in mood almost immediately.
His voice was still calm, quiet and magnetic.
No joy or anger could be heard.
He said: "Xiaorou, in this world, the most unbelievable thing is love; the most unbelievable thing is a man's love. Instead of expecting a man to love you, you should be smarter and invest all the property in his name
Take it for yourself. All idiots know: everyone may betray you, except money!!!”
Wen Xiaorou was silent for a long time, and it took her a while to recover. She withdrew her dim eyes, stared at Ji Lianjing, and smiled coldly: "So? In your heart, Ji Lianjing, is there nothing else but money?"
!A person who can bear to hurt even the woman he loves has no right to bark in front of me!!! What I do is my business, I don’t need you to tell me what to do!!!! As for what I will do to Yan Mufan
I have nothing to do with you. Ji Lianjing, I just want to tell you that no matter how much he hurts me, no matter how ruthless he is to me, it can't be compared to one hundred thousandth of the harm you caused me back then, so I'll take you with me
The hypocrisy and the heart of an animal with a human face, get out of here."
