After Lu Weiwei took a few simple bites of porridge, she suddenly put down the spoon and said with a pale face: "Dad, brother, sister, I'm so dizzy that I really can't eat anymore."
Lu Wanwan said: "Since you feel uncomfortable, don't force yourself."
Lu Weiwei lowered her eyelashes and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, this is the first time in my memory that I have dinner with my family, but my body is so unsatisfactory."
"It doesn't matter, her health is important." Lu Wanwan said to the servant: "Help her go to the room to rest."
"Yes." The servant immediately helped Lu Weiwei up and went to her room.
On the way, Lu Weiwei leaned precariously on the servant, as if she would faint when she followed him.
After Lu Wanwan withdrew his gaze, he continued to eat his dinner calmly.
...
late at night.
Lu Weiwei suddenly felt a pinch in her neck, and a sense of suffocation suddenly woke her up.
She opened her eyes and saw Lu Wanwan's expressionless face under the orange wall lamp.
"Sister, what are you going to do? Ugh!"
Lu Wanwan strangled her neck with a rope, lowered his head and said, "Lu Weiwei, stop pretending. Do you know where your flaw is?"
Water mist appeared in front of Lu Weiwei's eyes, and she said innocently and fearfully: "Sister, I don't know what you are talking about?"
"First, when my eldest brother and I took you into your room, the first thing you touched was the cosmetics, and then the piano. This means that what you always care about is your face. Of course, you can say this is a coincidence."
After a meal, Lu Wanwan continued: "Secondly, when my eldest brother mentioned that you and your father were angry and ran away from home, your first reaction was not to ask why, but to say that you would never do anything to make your father angry in the future.
What if it was Dad who was responsible for the mistake back then?"
Lu Weiwei said hurriedly: "Sister, I... uh!"
Lu Wanwan suddenly tightened the rope, cut off her words, and said quietly: "Listen to what I have to say."
Lu Weiwei's eyes widened in horror, panting heavily on the bed like a stranded fish.
Lu Wanwan continued: "Thirdly, when I said that Shen Qiran had proposed to another woman, your behavior was really intriguing. Could it be that you, who have lost your memory, still have lingering feelings for your former boyfriend?
"
At this point, Lu Weiwei still did not show any resistance.
Lu Wanwan narrowed his eyes and continued: "Last point, when I said your husband was dead, although you kept crying, you didn't say you wanted to go back and see, but asked me and my eldest brother to take you in.
You can't forget your ex-boyfriend, but you can't forget your husband in the blink of an eye. Don't you think it's contradictory?"
The whites of Lu Weiwei's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. She didn't know whether it was from strangulation or something else.
Lu Wanwan waited for her to reveal her true colors: "Lu Weiwei, if you don't resist, you will die again."
Lu Weiwei's tears were like broken pearls, and she struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "I really... don't understand... what are you talking about...
..”
"Okay, it seems that you didn't understand because I didn't explain it clearly." Lu Wanwan said, taking out the handcuffs borrowed from the police and handcuffing Lu Weiwei's left hand on the bedside.
What a familiar scene.
This was how Lu Weiwei sent her to Tang Yezu's bed and let him have his way with her.
After that, Lu Wanwan straightened up, took out a lighter condescendingly, and opened the lid.
A cluster of flames instantly ignited Lu Wanwan's cold eyes, but could not melt the hatred in them!