007 Zheng Yang is dead, who is crazy if you are not crazy?

She put aside her paintbrush and turned back slowly, her slightly blood-colored lips slightly opened: "Get out." ”

This is Qin Fangbai's villa, not Qin's house. When she was sent back by the police, it was the woman in front of her who sent her back without heeding, so that she was abused and beaten, and almost fell asleep. As Qin Fangbai's wife, she and Qin Fangbai enjoy joint property, and she has the right to let them out.

Qin's mother's face did not change, disgusted and arrogant. To some extent, Qin Fangbai is quite similar to her.

Qin Mengyao couldn't hold her breath: "Who are you talking to?"

Su Wuxian was in no mood to paint, and threw the brush away, and the white Persian carpet was dyed all the way with red paint.

Qin Mengyao took two steps back, and muttered: "Crazy, crazy, really crazy." ”

Su Wuxian turned around and smiled: "Isn't it? ”

Qin Mengyao was stunned for a moment, and said with a rhetorical smile: "Yes, Zheng Yang is dead, who is crazy if you are not crazy?"

Su Wuxian shuddered violently: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm talking nonsense? Su Wuxian, you still can't accept it, right? I think it's also, Zheng Yang, who held you on the tip of his heart at the beginning and didn't look at anyone, Zheng Yang, who can only see you alone in the world, is dead, who else can you live so wanton and happy?"

"You tell me again!" Su Wuxiao's voice suddenly cooled, she was already very thin, and a pair of black eyes stared roundly, making Qin Mengyao subconsciously take half a step back, losing in momentum, but her mouth was unyielding: "Just say it, Zheng Yang is dead, dead, dead, dead......"

"Smack!" Qin Mengyao received a slap, Su Wuxian was very strong, Qin Mengyao retreated again and again, and barely stood firm with the support of Qin's mother, who had taken a few steps to stabilize her, and half of her cheeks immediately swollen.

"Get out!" Su Wuxian coldly spit out a word, turned around to collect the painting, looking at the red flowers in the painting, her pupils dilated violently, blood, blood all over the ground......

The blood suddenly flowed out, stained on the white Persian carpet, and soaked into the surface of her feet, cold, so cold, as if it was snowing, Zheng Yang said that he would take her to see the snow, to see the snow......

Su Wuxian opened the door and went out, as far as the eye could see, the entire staircase was covered in blood, and Zheng Yang was lying on the floor of the living room, covered in blood. She took three steps and two steps to go downstairs, but her feet slipped and she tumbled straight down the stairs.

Dizzy, clear in vision. There was no blood, there was no Zheng Yang covered in blood, and there was no snow, it was like a dream, and she woke up from the dream.

It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up. Zheng Yang must be fine, waiting for her somewhere, it must be.

"How are you?" the man's deep voice said, and then she was picked up. That embrace was a little cold, and it was cold outside.

She looked at it in a panic, and Qin Fangbai had a cold face. Her original refusal paused, her eyes turned slightly, she looked at Qin Mengyao who was crying to the man on the side, and snuggled into the man's arms, how could Qin Mengyao curse Zheng Yang, and it was still light to slap her.

"Brother......" Qin Mengyao took a step forward, Qin Fangbai hugged Su Wuxian and slowly turned his head, his eyes were cold.

Qin Mengyao asked Qin's mother for help again: "Mom, look at their ......"

Qin Fangbai paused, turned to Qin's mother and said, "You come over and say in advance, I'll let someone prepare dinner." ”

Qin's mother said: "There is no need for dinner. I called Qin An, and he came over immediately. Mother Qin glanced up: "The condition is getting worse and worse, don't be unbearable, you have to be cured, otherwise where will Ling An's face go." ”

Su Wuxian opened a pair of big eyes and stared at the woman in front of her, who was sent back to the sanatorium by her last time.

"I'm measured. Qin Fangbai had a cold face: "Since you don't plan to have dinner here, I won't keep you, just let Qin An send you back." ”

"You ......" Before Qin Mu could say anything, the man directly ignored her words and raised his legs and stepped upstairs.