The current situation is shocking. No one would have thought that there would be such a day when Lu Ziqian would stare in front of the dignified Boss Fu and say that he hated him. However, at this moment, he really hated him and wanted to kill him to repay him.
My little sister’s life.
Lu Ziqian was crying, and tears kept falling. Fu Rongxi looked at the complicated expression on his face, as if he wanted to comfort but was at a loss. In the end, he hesitated and just stared at him lightly.
Lu Ziqian didn't speak, and Fu Rongxi didn't ask him. The reason why Lu Ziqian was so out of control must be related to what he asked Sun Qing about today, and the main reason for this matter was related to their Rong Gang.
Lu Ziqian roared twice to vent his emotions, and began to vent his emotions uncontrollably, crying in pain, and finally squatted on the ground holding his knees and crying. Fu Rongxi looked at him helplessly, smiling but not angry, not knowing what to do.
Just straighten your expression.
"Lu Ziqian, you're crazy!" No one said anything to comfort him, and no one stopped him. Lu Ziqian seemed to want to cry happily, and sobbed his sorrowful cry. Fu Rongxi was not confused when he heard it. He couldn't help scolding him, but he said it with a smile.
Full of heartache and pampering.
Lu Ziqian didn't hear Fu Rongxi's words at all. He just felt uncomfortable, and his heart was bitter and painful. Once such suppressed emotions were vented, it was difficult to stop them.
"..." Fu Rongxi sighed silently, looking at Lu Ziqian's thin and pitiful figure squatting on the ground, his twitching shoulders and hoarse crying, which made him feel irritated and weak.
Fu Rongxi had never felt like this before, having such a helpless emotion towards a person. He had no choice but to squat down and take the crying Lu Ziqian into his arms.
As a result, Lu Ziqian lay on Fu Rongxi's chest and cried happily. His tears wet Boss Fu's expensive clothes and he refused to stop. In the end, his throat became dry and hoarse, his breathing was not smooth, and he was still sobbing, unable to shed tears.
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Fu Rongxi hugged him and kept patting his back with her hands to express comfort. In this warm embrace, feeling the caress of a mother, her emotions gradually calmed down. It finally calmed down, Fu Rongxi
Before Lu Ziqian could even hear what he said, the man rushed forward with tears on his face and kissed Fu Rongxi like a hungry wolf pounces on his prey.
Fu Rongxi really didn't know what Lu Ziqian was going to do. Her lips that were wet with tears were soft and moist, with a touch of saltiness from the tears. Lu Ziqian kissed him eagerly, but Fu Rongxi held him tenderly and kissed his lips gently, bit by bit.
Lick gently.
Lu Ziqian was comforted by his unprecedented tenderness, and his whole body gradually relaxed, and his consciousness gradually returned. A heartbreaking look of pain flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and hugged Fu Rongxi's shoulders tightly.
"Fu Rongxi, I hate you, but I love you more!" Lu Ziqian seemed to be confessing sincerely, but his words always sounded weird.
"Don't blame me, you deserve this!" Suddenly, Lu Ziqian gritted his teeth and said these words. At the same time, he quickly picked up the sharp fruit knife on the fruit plate, because he was half squatting on the ground and Fu Rongxi was sitting on it.
In the posture on the sofa, the sharp knife penetrated Fu Rongxi's chest from the front.
The blood immediately stained Fu Rongxi's clothes. He lowered his head and saw that the bright red blood on his chest revealed a dark red flower, which slowly spread to form a large and coquettish flower. Fu Rongxi moved his eyelids and looked up at Lu Ziqian's eyes.
It's complicated and filled with things that no one can understand.
Lu Ziqian stood up slowly, and Fu Rongxi's hand that was still on his back slipped weakly. Lu Ziqian stood up straight, his back was tense, and his whole body was straight and stiff.
"Fu Rongxi, this is the life you owe to my little sister!" Lu Ziqian spoke softly, speaking these words very lightly, as if he was so cruel and indifferent as to kill someone.
After saying that, Lu Ziqian turned around and left. He knew that Fu Rongxi would not call anyone, so he was the only one who could give him a knife and walk out calmly.
Lu Ziqian walked resolutely, but only he knew how badly his legs hidden under his trousers were shaking. His face was so pale that he seemed to be exhausted, and his red lips were bitten until they turned red.
Those cold lips.
Lu Ziqian walked down the stairs step by step, and saw Yang ** and Xu Manbin looking at him thoughtfully. Yang ** glared at Lu Ziqian dissatisfied, and turned to look for Fu Rongxi arrogantly upstairs. Xu Manbin saw that Lu Ziqian's
He looked wrong, guessing that he might have had some trouble with the boss, and he was just trying to comfort him, when suddenly a tragic scream came from upstairs: "Ah..."
The decibel level of Yang **'s voice was indeed high enough. Xu Manbin couldn't help but frown, but the next moment he heard Yang **'s crying and frightened voice, "Brother Rong, Brother Rong, what's wrong with you? Come here, come quickly! Woohoo!"
Ugh...call the doctor!"
Yang **'s voice was pitiful and sorrowful. It was a kind of extreme fear, which frightened Xu Manbin. Lu Ziqian raised his legs and ran upstairs in panic. Lu Ziqian listened to Yang **'s sad and frightened voice.
Crying, he suddenly raised his lips and smiled, and tears fell from his eyes like dams.
As he drove away, Lu Ziqian was in a trance, his eyes were dull and empty, all the sensations in his body had disappeared, all the joys, sorrows and joys had nothing to do with him, he couldn't feel anything at all.
His heart felt like dead water, his whole body was numb, and his soul had left his body. After a long time, Lu Ziqian parked the car on the deserted roadside, lying on the steering wheel and whimpering in pain, not crying, but like the pain of a ferocious and powerful tiger and leopard.
Howling to the extreme.
He didn't know what was happening to Fu Rongxi at this time. He was scared to death. He would feel bad if that person was injured, not to mention that he stabbed a sharp knife into his chest with his own hands. He thought that maybe he would have nightmares in the future and wake up from the middle of the night.
All he saw was the knife inserted into Fu Rongxi's chest, and he would never forgive him.
However, just because of this knife, Lu Ziqian forgave Fu Rongxi. No matter what happened to the little sister, the matter ended here. Lu Ziqian once thought that maybe giving Fu Rongxi a hard slap would be enough, but he knew that this would not work.
Fu Rongxi has his unruly and untouchable arrogance and dignity. A slap in the face from Lu Ziqian would not be as satisfying as a knife. People like them would rather bleed with swords and guns than infringe on another person's personality with a slap.
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The same goes for Lu Ziqian. It is impossible to say that one slap can completely solve the little sister's problem. Lu Ziqian does not regret that knife, even though the pain in his heart is worse than that of Fu Rongxi.
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I’m really tired. This chapter costs 2,000, and there will be another chapter in the future! The rest will be made up tomorrow!
