When she extinguished the cigarette butt in her hand and walked into the hall of the main building, Jian Yue was helping Luo Yiyi treat her wounds, and when the maid saw Jing Zhichen coming in, she immediately said very respectfully, "Young Master Jing is good!"

Luo Yiyi's heart trembled slightly when he heard the voice. There was a piercing pain in his eyes, but there was no expression on his face, and he didn't look up at Jing Zhichen, but he still buried his face in his hair, and her expression was completely invisible from the direction of the door.

Jian Yue, who was helping Luo Yiyi deal with her wounds, raised her head and looked at Jing Zhichen, and said with a gentle and loving smile, "Achen, why do you like to blow cold wind in the ice and snow like Yiyi, come and sit down and warm up." ”

The emotions in Jing Zhichen's eyes had long since converged. Now he has a handsome face and a charming smile.

"Why, Second Miss doesn't care about her body so much? It's not a good habit to blow a cold wind outside. ”

Second Miss?!

How disgusted Jing Zhichen was with her, how much he hated her, and he even disdained to call her name.

"Yes, look at Yiyi, a person has been in the ice and snow for more than an hour, and he has cut his fingers. Jian Yue's doting eyes glared at Luo Yiyi with a hint of reproach, but Luo Yiyi didn't notice it at all, still keeping his head down, his eyes blurred, and he didn't have any focus.

Jing Zhichen took off his coat and handed it to the servant. Then he walked towards Luo Yiyi and Jian Yue's position.

"Yiyi, why don't you say hello to Achen?"

Hearing the voice of Jian Yue talking to herself, Luo Yiyi put away all the gloom in her eyes, the corners of her mouth raised lightly to reveal a shallow smile arc, and then raised her head, but she didn't raise her eyes to look at Jing Zhichen, and said lightly, "Hello, brother-in-law." ”

Jing Zhichen maintained a faint smile, but the gaze that locked Luo Yiyi became cold and terrifying in an instant, like a blade, eager to knock Luo Yiyi in front of him piece by piece. Dashing the name.

"Yiyi, Achen and your sister are not engaged yet, don't call your brother-in-law first. Jian Yue looked at Luo Yiyi, but there was no blame in her eyes.

Luo Yiyi smiled, raised his eyes to look at Jing Zhichen, and used all his strength to accept his gaze calmly, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more profound. "If he is destined to be my brother-in-law, what difference does it make if I call early and late. ”

The corners of Jing Zhichen's mouth also raised a thick smile, but it was a bitter hatred, "The second lady speaks so well, and the 'brother-in-law' is also very good." ”

Luo Yiyi. In the past, you didn't bother to say a nice word even if you lied to me, but now your words are really like honey, if I hadn't loved you. I'll find it sweet too.

Jian Yue smiled, "Okay, since Achen doesn't mind, then you can call it." ”

"Achen, come and help me. Jian Yue, who was squatting in front of Luo Yiyi and still helping Luo Yiyi deal with her wounds, suddenly stood up, grabbed Luo Yiyi's scratched fingers with one hand, and held gauze with the other, "You help me hold Yiyi's hand, and I'll bandage her wounds." ”

"No, I don't. She almost blurted out without thinking about Luo Yiyi's refusal, but she didn't have the strength to continue to look at Jing Zhichen, so she lowered her head again, "No brother-in-law, let Xiaoxing come." ”

He is her brother-in-law, he and An Yiran are so affectionate and intimate, how can she let him touch her body again, An Yiran does not allow it, and she does not allow it. Because, she was afraid that as soon as she touched the scorching heat of his body, she would fall into the desperate world she had already embattled again, and once she fell again, she would be crushed and scattered, and she would never recover.

Xiao Xing, who was standing aside to take care of Luo Yiyi, immediately stepped forward when he heard Luo Yiyi's words, "Madam, let me come." ”

"Okay, come on. ”

Jing Zhichen looked at Luo Yiyi, the corners of his mouth overflowed with cold and bitter anger and hatred, and even the green tendons on his forehead wanted to burst.

Luo Yiyi, I am nothing to you now, nothing exists, even if it is hatred, has it dissipated without a trace?

Good!

What you gave me, I will give you back as much as I can, and I will make it even worse.

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Bandaging Luo Yiyi's wound, Jian Yue picked up Luo Yiyi's hanging hair, and stroked it with pity, "Yiyi, your hair is too long, you are so thin, the nutrients are absorbed by the hair, otherwise let's cut the hair shorter, and we will keep it longer when you take care of your body?"

"Okay, it's too long, I'll cut it tomorrow. ”

Suddenly I remembered the poem:

Treat me with long hair and waist, and it would be good for a young man to marry me

Wait for you to be green and silky, and you want to make red makeup for ten miles?

But he is afraid of long hair and waist, and the young man loves others.

Treat you with green silk and smile, and smile at Jun Huai's smile.

Jing Zhichen said that he liked her long hair, which was dark, soft and smooth, and since he didn't like her now, what did she do with this long hair.

Moreover, An Yiran also has long black, soft and smooth hair, he now loves An Yiran instead of her, why should she keep it, she should have cut it a long time ago, she should have cut it a long time ago, he could never marry her again, and it was even more impossible to spread ten miles of red makeup for her.

Jing Zhichen listened to Luo Yiyi's answer without hesitation, and couldn't wait to reach out and immediately break her neck, or spit her into her abdomen, and there was no blood left.

Jian Yue happily asked the maid to bring a hairband over and gently tuck Luo Yiyi's long hair back at the back of her head, and said with a smile, "It will be easier to eat when you pull your hair up." ”

Luo Yiyi nodded and didn't speak.

At this time, An Zhenye and An Yiran walked downstairs, An Yiran had already changed her clothes and put on a light makeup, and when she saw Jing Zhichen standing in front of the sofa, she immediately walked to hold his arm, with a coquettish face.

An Zhenye walked in front of Luo Yiyi and Jian Yue, saw Luo Yiyi's bandaged fingers and immediately asked what was going on, Luo Yiyi explained again with a smile, An Zhenye looked at Luo Yiyi distressedly, scolded the maid twice, and then personally pushed Luo Yiyi towards the direction of the restaurant.

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On the night of dinner, Luo Yiyi raised her head, but kept her eyes down, because she was afraid that as soon as she raised her eyes, her eyes would crash into the deep starry sky of Jing Zhichen's ink eyes on the other side, and the suppressed anger and hatred in those ink eyes were too strong, and she could be overwhelmed with just one glance.

Jing Zhichen tried hard not to look at Luo Yiyi, but her eyes always swept towards her uncontrollably, her long hair was loosely tied behind her head, revealing an incomparably beautiful little face, not stained with a trace of dust and powder.

It may be that she has been blown by the wind in the snow for too long, so her face is extraordinarily beautiful, white and red, like a seductive peach.

Seeing her scratched finger, Jing Zhichen's heart was inexplicably as if he had been pricked by a needle, and the sporadic pain made him not negligible, but the greater anger and hatred that followed covered those sporadic pain.

"Come, Yiyi, eat more. Jian Yue sandwiched a slice of abalone onto the plate in front of Luo Yiyi, sandwiched another slice of beef for her, and then looked at Jing Zhichen opposite and said, "Achen, you also eat more, you are also a lot thinner than before." ”

Jing Zhichen raised his lips lightly and nodded, and let An Yiran, who was sitting on the side, keep serving himself vegetables.

"Dad, Mom, sister, brother-in-law, I'm full, you use it slowly. Luo Yiyi took the hot towel from the servant's hand, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then pushed the wheelchair himself, intending to leave.

"Yiyi, why do you eat so little, is the food not palatable?" An Zhenye put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Luo Yiyi and asked.

"Yes, Yiyi, if it doesn't taste good, you tell Mom what you want to eat, and Mom will make it for you. ”

An Yiran stopped the action of picking vegetables for Jing Zhichen and looked up at Luo Yiyi, "Yiyi, you really eat too little, look at you, it's almost a hanger." ”

Although Jian Yue and An Zhenye both spoiled Luo Yiyi to the fullest, because An Yiran's focus is now on Jing Zhichen, he did not get emotional because he fell out of favor in front of Jian Yue and An Zhenye.

Luo Yiyi smiled, "Mom, this is my fifth meal today, you only boiled bird's nest porridge for me at four o'clock in the afternoon, I'm really not hungry now." ”

Jing Zhichen looked at the shallow pear nest raised at the corner of Luo Yiyi's mouth, the smile on her face was bright and sincere, just like when she laughed in front of him at that time, she obviously liked it very much at that time, but why did she only feel disgusted when she saw it now, extremely disgusted.

Luo Yiyi, I once loved you so wholeheartedly, but have you ever been to me wholeheartedly for even a second for a day, even if it was a smile, a word, or a thought?

An Zhenye and Jian Yue couldn't help but laugh when they heard Luo Yiyi's coquettish tone, "Okay, then you'll be hungry and your mother will do it for you." ”

"Mom, you're biased. An Yiran pouted and coquettish.

Jian Yue looked at An Yiran, and said with a loving happy smile, "You have Achen pain now, Yiyi doesn't, I'm not too biased, right?"

Before Jian Yue's words fell, Luo Yiyi lowered his head suddenly, a dull pain in his heart came, and then he pushed his wheelchair and fled desperately.

Yes, sister, if I can, I am willing to exchange all my love for Jing Zhichen's love, are you willing?

As soon as An Yiran heard this, a red cloud exploded on his face, and he glanced at Jing Zhichen coquettishly, then lowered his head and stopped talking.

Jing Zhichen raised his lips and smiled, and said meaningfully, "I am now the brother-in-law of the second miss, and of course I will love her as much as Ran Ran." ”

Whether he wants to hurt Luo Yiyi like An Yiran hurts his sister, or hurt Luo Yiyi like everyone sees him hurt An Yiran, even Jing Zhichen himself doesn't want to say clearly, but everyone thinks that Jing Zhichen will hurt Luo Yiyi like his sister.

"That's good, it seems that Yiyi's 'brother-in-law' is not wrong at all, or our family Yiyi is prescient. An Zhenye joked with a smile.

Luo Yiyi listened to the conversation coming from behind her, just thinking that she could do magic and then disappear into this space in an instant, she couldn't hear anything, she couldn't feel anything, so everything would have nothing to do with her.

So, without waiting for the maid to react, she sped up the movement of her hand, desperately pushing the wheelchair in the direction of the elevator, now, she just wants to hide in the space that belongs to her, even if there is only darkness and loneliness, she is willing to stay there.

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