Chapter 171: Good, You've Got Your Senses
Pain!
Heart-rending pain!
Aimer gasped with difficulty, and somehow her hand shook, and the blue ring slipped from her fingertips and rolled to the floor-to-ceiling window.
She propped herself up and walked over one step at a time. The distance from the bed to the floor-to-ceiling window is not far, but she almost fell down a few times, but fortunately, Lan Xiyun went downstairs to warm the milk, otherwise......
Ai Yimo shook his head, Lan Xiyun's heart, in fact, she has always understood, but they are not the ones who are destined for each other.
"Luo Qifeng, if you and I still have something to do with each other in the future, it's because of hatred! You drive my parents to death, you say, how can I not hate you and stay away from you? ”
"Very well, Aimer, you have finally come to your senses!" Lan Xia slapped her face and walked in, she looked at Ai Yimo without blinking, her eyes were vicious and complicated.
That's right, it was he who told Ai Yimo that the reason why Lan Ye abandoned Ai Yimo's mommy back then was completely because he was worried about her mommy's future.
Why? She just wants to see Ai Yimo and Luo Qifeng hurt each other, and it is best to hurt you to the death, so as to vent the hatred in her heart!
"Say, what is your purpose, you don't just want to see Luo Qifeng uncomfortable, right?" Ai Yimo stared at Lan Xia, this woman, like Yin Yu, is by no means a good woman, she knows it very well.
However, if she wants revenge, she has no choice!
"You're a little smart." Lan Xia smiled and said slowly after a while: "Yin's equity, those that were acquired by Luo Qifeng, I think, you must have a way to get it back, right?" ”
"There's a way, but—" Aimer opened the curtains, and the long-lost sunlight suddenly poured into the bedroom, a warm and dazzling patch. She stretched out her hand, but she couldn't hold the ethereal warmth.
The sun was close at hand, even within reach, but why did she still feel cold?
Is it your own heart that is completely dead?
"But what?" Lan Xia asked impatiently.
"You have to let me into the Yin clan." Ai Yimer withdrew his hand suddenly, and said it crisply.
"What do you say?" Lan Xia almost gritted her teeth and roared: "Ai Yimer, don't think that if Daddy gave you his equity, you can covet the Yin family!" Let me tell you, Yin's surname is Yin, and it has nothing to do with Daddy! ”
Aimer felt a little amused and nodded indifferently, "So what?" To tell you, I don't have the slightest interest in Yin, I just don't want to let go of those who hurt me, well, that's probably the reason, you know. ”
"Then ......," Lan Xia was a little skeptical, "what are your plans?" ”
"Isn't there a regular shareholder meeting next week? That's when you know. Ai Yimo clenched his fists, and the scene where Lan Ye and Mommy fell from the building has become the most hideous and bloody fragment of her midnight dream, unforgettable, and cannot be forgotten.
She hated so much, hated that she had once loved the devil stupidly, and hated herself even more, why did she fall into the devil's heart?
"You'd better not play any tricks!" Lan Xia grabbed Ai Yimo's hand, this woman, how did she feel so different? She seemed to want to say something to Silence, but at this moment......
"Miss, Mr. Luo is here......" Outside the door, the maid's voice suddenly sounded softly.
"yes, got it." Lan Xia was obviously stunned, stared at Ai Yimer meaningfully, and after a while, she suddenly smiled and mocked: "He won't even let go of your 'ashes', how affectionate are you?" ”
Ai Yimo didn't speak again, she watched Lan Xia walk out of the bedroom, until the bedroom was silent again, and her stiff body was a little weak.
*****
In the hall of the Lan family, the atmosphere was a little depressing.
Luo Qifeng's face was not very good, his forehead was wrapped in gauze, and there was faint blood oozing.
"Luo Qifeng, you are ruthless, you really don't want to die!" Xu Pei couldn't help complaining, there was such a serious car accident, Luo Qifeng rushed here desperately, his feelings for silence were really to the extent of devouring the bones, but unfortunately, no matter how desperate he was, it was too late.