Xiang Yutian ran out frantically, bumped into the maid, and had wine poured all over him. The maid was so frightened that she begged for mercy, "Master Xiang, I didn't mean it. I'm sorry, Master Xiang, I'm sorry..."
"Go away!"
Xiang Yutian kicked her hard and ran towards the solitary room without caring about the filth all over her body.
"Clean the inside and dispose of Sister Yi's body after nightfall."
The voice of Lone Eagle suddenly came.
In the deep and long corridor, Xiang Yutian stopped at the end, breathing unsteadily, and looked forward with a pair of eyes——
Several men were carrying a stretcher out of the room. Lone Ying stood aside and let out a long sigh. Then he picked up a white cloth and covered Jiang Weiwei's face that was blurred by blood. The blood fell drop by drop from the stretcher...
…
Such a dazzling color burned Xiang Yutian's eyes.
died?
Xiang Yutian stared ahead in shock, staring blankly at the scene in front of him like a fool.
"boom."
With his knees bent, Xiang Yutian knelt heavily on the ground, put one hand on the wall, and pushed down hard.
The white wall paint was scratched hard, leaving four long marks.
It marks a deep reluctance.
"Ah."
Xiang Yutian suddenly smiled, his face looking even more enchanting.
Ten years.
It wasn't a day, it wasn't a month. He was looking for her for ten years, and in the end, she died in his hands.
She clearly said she was Miaomiao, but he didn't believe her, he didn't believe her.
Interesting, really interesting...
He killed her, he killed her with his own hands...
He personally destroyed the cleanest place in his heart, and his hands were stained with Miao's blood.
"Master Xiang?"
Hearing the noise, Lone Eagle turned around and saw Xiang Yutian kneeling on the ground with a pale face and a strange smile. He suddenly shuddered and couldn't help but walked forward and asked, "Master Xiang, what's wrong with you?"
"When did you die?" Xiang Yutian asked, his voice had no rising or falling intonation and was slightly hoarse.
"She's not dead yet. I'll let the first sister be put in the back room first so that she can be dealt with easily at night. She..."
Before Lone Ying could finish speaking, he watched Xiang Yutian stand up suddenly and rush over in a sprint.
"Drive! Go to the hospital!"
Xiang Yutian uncovered the white cloth, picked up the dying Jiang Weiwei from the stretcher, and shouted loudly, his eyes almost ferocious, "Go quickly!"
Several of his subordinates had never seen Mr. Xiang like this before. They were all dumbfounded. They were stunned for a moment and then hurriedly ran out, "Yes, we will prepare the car right away."
Xiang Yutian held Jiang Weiyi in his arms and strode outside.
She had lost consciousness, her whole body was wet, and her chest was covered with water stains and blood. Her beautiful face was only pale white and bright red, and the smell of blood was so pungent.
That way, it's no different from death.
Seeing her blood continue to fall bit by bit, Xiang Yutian couldn't help but speed up his pace.
"Young Master Xiang." Lone Ying hurriedly caught up after being shocked, and said quickly, "Young Master Xiang, let me hold you. I just gave the first sister too much water, so that she...she..."
The rest was hard for him to say.
Mr. Xiang has always had a severe mysophobia. How could he stand being so dirty?
"roll!"
Xiang Yutian glared at him fiercely.
"..." Lone Eagle stood there in shock.
Xiang Yutian walked forward quickly, looked down at the person in his arms, gritted his teeth and spoke forcefully, "Jiang Yuwei, even if you really go to hell, I will pull you out!"