It's really not me
Xie Shuchen had been accompanying Ling Luo, his warm palm wrapping around her cold little hand. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Frightened, it didn't take long for Ling Luo to have a fever, her little face burned red, and she was not sober, but even so, she held Xie Shuchen's hand tightly, as long as Xie Shuchen moved a little, she would be uneasy.
Xie Shuchen gently comforted her, wiped her forehead with a towel in one hand, and looked at her uncomfortable appearance, like a sharp knife piercing his heart.
Who is it, Luo Luo who dares to touch him?
After tossing all night, at dawn, Ling Luo finally had a fever, and the person fell into a deep sleep.
Looking at Ling Luo, who was sleeping deeply, Xie Shuchen breathed a sigh of relief, explained, and turned around and left the ward.
Half an hour later, at Imperial Capital International Airport, a man wearing sunglasses was taken out of the airport by a group of bodyguards, and the car was whistling towards an abandoned factory in the suburbs.
"Let go of me, you let go of me." Ji Shihao struggled, and the next moment he let out a miserable scream, and one arm drooped down.
There was a sharp pain in his arm, and then looking at the people who were holding him, Ji Shihao really realized his fear.
Is he going to die here?
No, he didn't want to die here.
Soon, he was taken to an abandoned house, and Xie Shuchen stood with his hands in his hands, his face cold.
The moment he met his gaze, Ji Shihao shuddered, and his lips trembled.
"Mr. Xie, big brother, why did you arrest me, I didn't do it, I did it, please believe me."
Xie Shuchen looked at him coldly, gestured to the person next to him, and a sharp knife pierced the back of his hand pressed on the ground.
Ji Shihao screamed miserably, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead in pain.
"Mr. Xie, yes, I don't like my wife, but even if I have the courage, I don't dare to attack her."
Xie Shuchen walked towards Ji Shihao, every step was heavy as if stepping on his heart, and a strong sense of fear spread in his heart.
"Mr. Xie, please believe me, I really didn't do it." Ji Shihao wanted to step forward and hug Xie Shuchen, but as soon as he moved, he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, and looked at the hand that was nailed to the ground, and his hand was full of blood.
Xie Shuchen stopped three paces away from him and crouched down to meet his eye level.
The coldness in his eyes once again made Ji Shihao quickly look away.
"Ahh
Ji Shihao's miserable screams echoed in the abandoned building, and finally fell to the ground exhausted.
"Mr. Xie, I" Ji Shihao trembled, almost unable to speak clearly.
Xie Shuchen threw a stack of photos in front of him.
"You have a lot of relationship with He Li, and you can really be ruthless."
He Li's body was taken away by the police, and the autopsy showed that she had been injected with some kind of drug to cause madness.
And an hour ago, He Li and Ji Shihao drank coffee together in a café in the city, and the two talked and laughed, and their relationship was extraordinary.
Immediately afterwards, there were photos of He Li's accident scene, and the bloody pictures made people sick to their stomachs, one of them, He Li opened her eyes without blinking, as if she was a terrible ghost asking for her life.
"Ahh
Seeing those photos, Ji Shihao couldn't help but vomit, "He Li, there is a debtor who is wronged, and your death has nothing to do with me." ”
Seeing his appearance, Xie Shuchen slowly stood up.
Ji Shihao saw Xie Shuchen get up, and hurriedly shouted, "Mr. Xie, please spare my life, do it." ”
Xie Shuchen's face is like a piece of ice, and at this moment, he is like a god of death who controls the life and death of others, which makes people shudder.