Chapter 269: Whoever is the murderer is held accountable

"A bunch of waste! What do I raise you for! And you! You stinky girl, it's a good thing for me! Is it because I'm usually too good to you! You dare to betray me! If I don't give you some color today, and I don't let you have a long memory, I won't know where I am!"

"Pap~Pap~Pap~"

In the dark room, the sound of soul whipping was endless. And Luo Didiu's hands were tied behind his back, and he knelt on the ground, allowing the Soul Breaker Whip to fall on his body, but he didn't say a word.

Mu Kun kept slamming the iron door at the door: "Godfather, please, stop fighting! Beat her to death, and there will be no way to complete the task for you! Godfather, open the door!"

"Ah Kun, don't shout, it's useless! This iron door has a soundproof effect, and you can't hear any movement from the outside. Chen Ziyu leaned against the wall and said with a sad expression.

"What do you mean it's useless! Aren't you her brother? Don't you feel distressed to see her punished?!" Mu Kun grabbed Chen Ziyu by the collar and yelled.

Chen Ziyu pushed him away: "Do you think you feel distressed just because you are in a hurry! She was brought up by me since I was a child, and I am more uncomfortable than you when I watch her being punished!"

"Then why don't you ......"

"It's her own choice, she's stubborn and stubborn, once she decides on one thing or one person...... No matter what difficulties and obstacles you encounter on the way, even if you are covered in bruises, you will keep going!" Chen Ziyu choked up and said to Mu Kun.

"Don't you love her too, why don't you snatch her back!" asked Mukun, puzzled.

"Now I ...... is no longer qualified to have the best of her......" At this moment, Chen Ziyu was full of grief and pain.

"Hey, Chen Ziyu, how can you be so negative! I think you're much better than that rich second generation......! If you decide not to compete, then I'll keep going......! I won't give up easily!I don't care if he's a rich second generation or a rich generation, we speak with strength!" Mu Kun seems to have a new fighting spirit for pursuing Luo Didiu!

"Ah Kun, you still don't know enough about that girl, once she decides it, she won't change her mind easily!" Chen Ziyu patted Mu Kun on the shoulder, as if to give him advice!

"Thanks, brother! I understand what you mean! But no matter what, I still want to fight for myself! I see that the rich second generation is weak, and he can't even protect the woman he loves the most, so what qualifications do he have to get her! I don't understand Di Di, where is he so good that she is so desperate for him!" Mu Kun muttered while lowering his head in thought.

Time is losing minute by minute, and Mu Kun frequently looks down at his watch: "It's been so long, why haven't you come out yet......?"

"Whoa—"

The iron door slowly opened, and two men in black walked out with Luo Diu, who had already fainted from being beaten and bruised. Seeing this, Mu Kun and Chen Ziyu immediately stepped forward to take it: "The boss said to hand her over to you to take care of, let's recuperate her injuries first, and talk about the future later!"

Chen Ziyu picked up the unconscious Luo Diu Diao and returned to her room together. Gently put her on the bed: "Ah Kun, help me make a basin of hot water~"

"Good"

Soon, Mu Kun came back with a basin of hot water, and Chen Ziyu asked Luo Diu to lean on his arms and gently wiped her wounds with a towel. Mu Kun sat next to them, looking at Luo Diu's bruised appearance, wiping tears from his eyes.

"Ah Kun, you go out first, here...... I'll just come......" Chen Ziyu said lightly.

"I'll do it anyway...... In the future, she is the one who wants to enter the marriage hall with me...... "Makukun also wants to take care of Didiu."

"Ah Kun, you go out, I've been taking care of her since I was a child, maybe...... There will be no such opportunity in the future...... Count me begging you...... Don't worry, I won't do anything to her, she's my heart, how could I do something sorry to her at this time......"

Hearing this, Mu Kun didn't say anything more, so he had to leave the room lonely and quietly close the door......

There was a deathly silence in the room. Luo Didiu closed his eyes tightly and lay in Chen Ziyu's arms weakly and bonelessly. Chen Ziyu hugged her tightly and cried silently......

Didi, looking at you like this, my heart is like a knife. I can't bear all the pain for you. Every wound on your body is like tearing my heart apart. But all that you endured! for another man!

If there is an afterlife, I ...... I really hope that I won't meet you again, it will make me worry, make me miserable, make me unable to get rid of it, and make me unable to extricate myself......

"Mingyuan!

"Brother Ziyu, let's go! I'm sorry, I'm the one who bothered you...... Ziyu's brother...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

Listening to Luo Diuti's words in a coma, Chen Ziyu buried his head in her collarbone, hugged her tighter, and couldn't even control her tears.

At the same time, in the Lu Mansion and Fang Yi's room, many people gathered around Fang Yi's bedside. Even Lu Wenxuan, who was climbing Mount Everest, rushed back. Fang Yi leaned into Lu Wenxuan's arms and fell asleep.

Lu Mingyuan, Lu Yifei, Xiao Wanqing, Qiu Peipei, housekeeper and private doctor Du Qiming, the whole room was so quiet that you could hear a needle falling on the ground.

"Wife...... Wife...... Wake up...... Wake up, ......" Lu Wenxuan called Fang Yi softly.

Fang Yi slowly opened his eyes and looked around: "Where is this......

"Wife, you are in our house now, you are safe, don't be afraid, I'm back......" Lu Wenxuan gently comforted Fang Yi.

As soon as Fang Yi saw her husband, she suddenly fell into his arms and cried: "Wen Xuan, I have no face to live, and my son's wedding has made me so troubled...... Tomorrow I'm sure I'll be in the headlines and the laughing stock of the whole city......"

Lu Mingyuan saw his mother like this, and patted Lu Yifei's shoulder: "Brother, I'll leave it to you here, I still have to leave ...... beforehand."

Lu Mingyuan put his hands in his pants pockets, lowered his head slightly, and his mood was extremely low. Lu Mingyuan never forgot in his mind that the scene of the car carrying them and Luo Didiu, who was wearing a bloodstained wedding dress, passed by, made him feel like a fish in his throat. It was as if an awl was hanging from his heart, poking at his heart from time to time.

He picked up the phone and dialed a phone number, but the message on the other end of the line was: "Sorry the phone you dialed is turned off, please call again later......"

Then, several more text messages and WeChat messages were sent:

Lu Mingyuan: Lost and lost, where are you now? Where are all your injuries? Can you talk back quickly? I'm so worried about you......

Lu Mingyuan: It's all my fault, I'm incompetent, I don't have the ability to protect you, hurt you, lose it, okay to talk back? I'm going crazy......

Lu Mingyuan: Lost and lost, where are you now......