Chapter 1143: The King's Bottom Line 49
"I suppose you must be curious to die at this moment, who will I be?" The woman's voice shook slightly, with a grim smile, "Tian Yuan, in this world, the last person who should exist is you!" ”
The back of this word is very long, listen carefully, you can hear, this is not a woman who can speak Chinese fluently, her tone, with all, is hatred and anger for Tian Yuan.
If, at this moment, Tian Yuan was standing in front of her, she would definitely be eager to kill her.
Outside the locker room, Xia Shang seemed a little restless, although Tian Yuan's exclamation was blocked by the door of the locker room, the sound decreased a lot, but he stood outside the door and still heard it clearly.
At first, he thought that Tian Yuan was hooked by the zipper of his clothes, or accidentally bumped into something, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see Tian Yuan come out, and inside, Tian Yuan's intermittent voice came, Xia Shang felt that something was wrong, and he shouldn't wait so long to change his clothes.
Xia Shang knocked on the door, "Yuanyuan, what's wrong?" ”
Tian Yuan inside walked out after a long while, his face stiff.
The two left the store until the salesman packed all the clothes Tian Yuan wanted, and never spoke.
Tian Yuan's expression was too solemn, and Xia Shang didn't know what happened in the locker room just now.
Xia Shang held Tian Yuan's hand and tightened it slightly, for fear that Tian Yuan would be distracted and bump into others, "Let's go to the dessert house opposite and sit down for a while to rest." ”
Xia Shang's tone was not inquiring, he pulled Tian Yuan into the dessert room, found a corner and sat down, and then asked again, "What happened in the dressing room just now?" Yuanyuan? ”
Just now, the people in the clothing store were not the place to speak, so Tian Yuan endured until now, Tian Yuan thought that she was not a very timid person, her courage was beyond ordinary people, but that phone call, with a woman's gloomy tone, and the hatred that was not concealed at all, inexplicably, made her panic in her heart.
She couldn't think of who it would be, and she couldn't think of any woman in this world who hated herself so much.
Tian Yuan said the phone call she received in the locker room, and Xia Shang's reaction, like her at first, was a little shocked, and then, a little worried.
Probably worried that this woman would hurt Tian Yuan, and then thinking of the fact that the two of them were followed when they came out of the jewelry store, Xia Shang was even more worried.
"Bring me my phone and I'll look at the number." Xia Shang took her mobile phone from Tian Yuan's hand and looked at the incoming call on it, "This is a foreign number?" ”
"Well, Shangrong's son's mother called me twice with this number before, and when I picked it up, I thought it was still her at first." When Tian Yuan said this, his face changed suddenly, the hand holding the water cup shook, and with a snap, the water cup fell directly to the ground and shattered.
"I know who Lu Dao is!"
Tian Yuan roared, "It's Rong Wu!" Shang Rong's subordinates Rong Yi to Rong Shi, only Rong Wu is a woman! I heard her voice when I was in Shangmen! Although she came out of the phone, it was a little different, but the tone and the way she pronounced words did not change! ”
Tian Yuan looked at Xia Shang and said solemnly, "Xia Shang, Rong Wu is in City A!" She must have been following us just now! She hates me, because, Rong Er is dead, Shang Er and Rong Yi have the best relationship in Shangmen, when I was in Shangmen, I felt that Rong Yi and a few people were as close as brothers and sisters, and Rong Er was killed by Wendy in the villa. ”
Yes, Rong Er is dead, with Shang Rong's character, with Rong Yi's character, how can they stop here!
So, is Rong Wu here? I secretly came to City A, I came to take revenge!
Rong Wu didn't even hide the phone number on this call, her arrogance is the biggest feature of the entire Shangmen.
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