chapter185

"Say, what's the matter?" Sheng Guangxuan raised his eyebrows and asked the man who hurriedly entered the door, "Do you want me to send you to learn the rules again?"

"Sheng Shao. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" The person who came to Sheng Guangxuan's ear muttered something, occasionally revealing one or two familiar words.

Yan Qiuyi recognized this person, Sheng Guangxuan's right-hand man, Zheng Kuan. Sheng Guangxuan ordered many things to lose his conscience and cut off his children and grandchildren. And the reason why she was so impressed by this person, in addition to seeing Zheng Kuan a few times when they were together, was more because most of the troubles of the Yan family were done by Zheng Kuan under Sheng Guangxuan's instructions.

Yan Qiuyi's mind was a little dazed, maybe it was because she had inhaled too much incense mixed with impurities, maybe it was an unknown liquid injected into her body, or maybe it was because she had just hit it too hard, and her vision gradually blurred as she watched the person who came in. Colors flash in and out of view.

In a trance, many things from my past life flashed through my mind.

Yan Qiuyi made up his mind not to have anything to do with Sheng Guangxuan, but he didn't think that at that time, Sheng Guangxuan had already found Yan Zhengze and Xia Qiu, who were far away in H City, and had a high-spirited meeting, not only did he not say anything disrespectful, but even the verbal humiliation had reached the point of doing everything, Yan's father's cerebral infarction was originally well controlled, and he was so angry that he relapsed, and Yan's mother, who was so angry, was so angry that he was admitted to the hospital and issued two critical illness notices.

And that's not all......

Yan Xialiang, who was studying in Australia, was also persecuted by Sheng Guangxuan's right-hand man Zheng Kuan...... Having a broken leg and having a chance of complete recovery is less than 0.1 percent, and even if he stands up, he is far from being able to walk like a normal person, which is almost a devastating blow to a boy in his prime.

When Yan Qiuyi saw Yan Xialiang, who loved to run, dance, laugh and make trouble, sitting in a wheelchair with a lifeless face, looking at her with a vacant face, her heartbeat suddenly stopped for a moment.

Sheng!

Substantial remorse almost drowned her, her nails were embedded in the flesh and her palms were bleeding, but she didn't feel the pain, the blood flowed back to her heart, and she stood in the corridor with chills all over her body looking at Yan Xialiang.

-- That was her own brother who was connected by blood, that was her brother who would rather be beaten and bruised than take revenge when others bullied her! He originally had a good future, a bright future, a young youth, and infinite possibilities waiting for him, but now everything is ruined, all ...... Ruined ......

But he can only sit in a wheelchair, empty and lonely, full of despair to spend the rest of his life.

Yan Qiuyi was almost about to collapse at that time, the faces of his family kept flashing in his mind, Yan's father, who was unable to move, had dull eyes and couldn't speak clearly, Yan's mother, who had gray temples, lay down on the hospital bed with a pale face, and Yan Xialiang, who was no longer alive, sat in a wheelchair in despair...... And, they looked into her gaze.

She had nightmares countless times when they looked at her without any emotion, cold and condemning, and their lips slightly open as if to say, 'Why didn't you do more?'

She hates it!

hated Sheng Guangxuan's ruthlessness, autocracy and selfishness, and hated his own youth and frivolity, provoked Sheng Guangxuan's pervert for no reason, and finally let his whole family suffer such a big disaster and suffer such a tragic consequences.

Yan Qiuyi, who lost his mind, had a dagger in his arms and was about to go to Sheng Guangxuan to settle accounts, but the result was ...... The result is a lingering nightmare.

There was a chaos in his mind, Yan Qiuyi almost didn't want to recall the days of despair to death, the blood on his forehead was still flowing, and the anger was drained, leaving only the exhaustion of his body.

Even if she tried to restrain herself, Zheng Kuan's gaze still involuntarily fell on the girl who was shrunk at the head of the bed, she lowered her head and the air pressure around her body was low, as if nothing around her could not arouse her interest, a retro-style white dress skirt exposed her white calves, the girl's slightly curly hair was messy, and the blood that continued to ooze from her forehead was even more worrying, but all this was not as good as her delicate and delicate appearance, and it was unforgettable at a glance.

Suddenly, the girl raised her head and glanced at him coldly, Zheng Kuan's heart was excited, and he saw a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the smile seemed to be ......

"Still not going to do things?" Sheng Guangxuan's voice sounded.

Zheng Kuan suddenly bowed to Sheng Guangxuan and was about to exit the door of the room, but the moment he closed the door, he was called out.

Sheng Guangxuan glanced at Yan Qiuyi, his eyes flashing with a crazy light, "Get Doctor Su." ”

Zheng Kuan responded, "Yes, Sheng Shao, I'll go." ”

The door slammed shut, and Sheng Guangxuan sat on the edge of the bed with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"You're charismatic. ”

Seeing that Yan Qiuyi didn't pay attention to him, he was not annoyed, and raised his hand to wipe the blood on her forehead.

Yan Qiuyi turned her head coldly, under the effect of the smoke and anesthetic remaining in her body, she was not able to break free of Sheng Guangxuan's hand that grabbed her chin. Sheng Guangxuan pinched her jaw tightly, and gently brushed the wound with his other hand, as if with pity, "Does it hurt?"

Yan Qiuyi didn't speak.

"My heart hurts 10,000 times more than yours, Qiuyi, I like you so much, why don't you want to be with me?" the entire Sheng family is in my hands......" When he said the last sentence, Sheng Guangxuan's emotions began to get out of control again, and his palm pressed Yan Qiuyi's wound. "The entire Sheng family is in my hands, and no one can stop us from being together. ”

"You're dreaming!"

The girl's faint voice sounded in the empty room.

Sheng Guangxuan was stunned, and he suddenly laughed, "What are you talking about, Qiuyi, you are young and careless, and I won't belong to you if you say the wrong thing." Come, you say it again, what should you say?"

She closed her eyes, and a nightmare scene seemed to flash before her eyes......

"Shoot, Qiuyi," the man's arrogant voice seemed to be in his ears, "be good, obedient, as long as you do what I say, I can ignore your vain attempts to leave me." As long as you are obedient, I am willing to forgive you and redesign your life for you...... The lives of the two of us. ”

Xiao Junyang, who was dressed in a military uniform, looked at her with a little concern, "Little junior sister, you ......"

What was the sentence that the little senior brother said, Yan Qiuyi, who was closing his eyes, couldn't think of it for a while, was it...... What is it?

"Speak, Qiuyi, don't think about escaping, Qiuyi ......" Sheng Guangxuan was still chattering over there.

What is the little brother talking about?

"Autumn, you ......"

The upheaval happened too suddenly, but in an instant, Sheng Guangxuan was stuck in his throat before he could finish his sentence, and the next second he was crushed by the girl on the bed and couldn't move, and the broken glass on his neck pierced his skin, and the blood oozing out was particularly dazzling.

Yan Qiuyi's blood-drenched hand held the broken glass piece, her expression was cold, the sharp glass piece cut Sheng Guangxuan's skin, her hand slowly forced, and her voice was slow and unwavering.

"My life...... No one is qualified to design!"

The bulb of the bedside lamp on his side was crushed, and the residual blood slowly flowed down the wall of the lamp and dripped on the snow-white bedside table.

(I've been in a hurry to catch up with papers in the past two days, and I feel crazy to write four papers in three days, and I'll be liberated tomorrow, well, what about more or less?) )