Her eyes were bright, brighter than the stars outside the window. He only had to look at it, and his frozen heart would melt for her.

What's more, she was now in his house, lying on his pure black sheets, only lining her complexion more and more white, and under her slender waist, the butterfly-shaped birthmark was dazzling. She is so bewitching, like a goblin living in the night, and the eyes of the cold and ascetic people will be dyed with deep darkness.

A thunderclap rang out of the window, dragging him out of the boundless dream. Touching the side of the empty bed, it was so cold that there was no trace of popularity, but the delicate and warm body skin in the dream lingered in his mind.

Calming down his slightly heavy breathing, he went downstairs and found the short and fat Secretary Zheng, staring at him with deep and handsome eyes, his eyes stubborn, "Is she really dead?"

The young fat secretary wailed, it's the sixth time! They are strict and indifferent, and the seventh master, who doesn't talk much, has confirmed the fact of Miss Ge's death six times this month!

Secretary Zheng only dared to say a few words in his heart, and showed patience with a smile on his face, "Yes, Seventh Master, Miss Ge died on Golimen Street on Christmas two months ago, and I have found the forensic doctor who performed the autopsy on Miss Ge according to your instructions, and this information and photos were obtained from the forensic doctor." The butterfly-shaped birthmark on it is enough to prove that the dead body is indeed Miss Ge.

The person the seventh master cares about the most in this world, except for Mrs., there is only Miss Ge. Secretary Zheng knew that he cared, so he couldn't accept Miss Ge's death. It's a pity that when people are still there, their seventh master can't move, and he doesn't like to talk like a gourd, and no one can guess his thoughts.

"Seventh Master, do you regret it?" Secretary Zheng saw that he was depressed, and had the courage to try to talk to him.

The man was silent and did not speak, and the whole person was like a silent lonely mountain.

Regretful. And I don't regret it.

It should be regretted. The long eyelashes drooped down, hiding the pain in his eyes.

……

Tang Li was pressed in front of the dresser, like a puppet at the mercy of others. Her face is delicate and pale, even if she has no makeup, it is enough to kill a popular female star, so everyone can't figure it out, how can her fiancé be willing to want her with such a beautiful beauty?

Tang Li coughed lowly and looked at himself in the mirror, his face was too pale, even if he put on his blush, he still couldn't hide the sickness.

Yes, she just had a car accident a while ago, bleeding from her abdominal organs, and suffered serious trauma, and before she could recuperate, she was taken out of the hospital by her mother in a hurry, thrown into a beauty club to remodel, and dressed her up brightly to snatch back her golden beetle fiancé, who abandoned her.

Mrs. Tang thought she was rubbing her hands and feet, so she took a brand-name chiffon dress, pushed her into the cloakroom, and changed her clothes herself.

When the clothes peeled off, the thin and weak beautiful back appeared in front of her, how white the complexion was, and how terrifying and hideous the wound on her waist was.

Tang Li lost her mind, and the position on her waist turned out to be a butterfly wing birthmark, but now she was entrenched by an ugly wound that resembled a centipede, and this wound clearly reminded her all the time that she was reborn and became a different person......

Mrs. Tang saw her staring at the ugly wound, thinking that she was sad and uneasy, Mrs. Tang seized the opportunity to persuade again: "If you grasp Qin Jun firmly and sit firmly in the position of the young grandmother of the Qin family, how good scar cream do you want to use? I heard that the Golden Extract Active Repair Milk of the Hidden Kingdom Royal is the best to use, worth millions, and one is effective and recovers as before." ”

The Qin family is rich and rich, and they spend millions to buy an 8-gram scar removal cream without blinking. Mrs. Tang told him a thousand times, "You go to see him this time, don't be stupid, men like women who are as gentle as water, you are so fierce, people can't hide, how can they come back with you?"

"This time, I won't. Tang Li spoke softly, his eyes warm but resolute. If you die once, how can you be stupid for the same person a second time?