Chapter Ninety-Eight: Words and Hearts

Lou Wangjin saw that Tongqiu didn't answer, threw her to the ground with her backhand, squatted down and said viciously: "Promise!" If you don't agree, I'll kill you now to avenge my father. ”

Every sentence is a knife, and every word is heartfelt.

But Hitomi was not angry.

Chu Tian saw it clearly, but there was no hatred in Tongqiu's eyes, only sadness, sadness, and despair that could not be dissolved.

Tongqiu nodded immediately, nodding vigorously, as if he was afraid that Lou Wangjin would say another word and glare at her again.

The anger in Lou Wangjin's eyes slowly dissipated, leaving only a piece of ice that could never melt away.

Lou Wangning was so frightened that he froze in place, and at this time he came back to his senses and said, "Then I will wait for my father's funeral to be taken care of, and then I will send her away." ”

Lou Wangjin didn't answer again, stepped on the purse on the ground, and walked out of the door. When he was at the door, he stopped, looked at Lou Wangning sideways and said, "Are you still thinking about letting her paint for you during this time?" ”

Lou Wangning avoided his gaze and did not speak. Lou Wangjin closed her eyes indifferently, went out the door, and never looked back.

Hitomi looked at his departing figure, and she knew he wouldn't come again. She didn't know what the world was like when she left the house, but she knew she would never see him again.

The color of the surroundings faded, and Chu Tian knew that the time was up, and the illusion was about to disappear. The moment she disappeared, Chu Qian glanced at Lou Wangning, and she suddenly read a sense of pride in Lou Wangning's eyes when she looked at Tongqiu.

Chu was extremely surprised, because in an instant, the original sadness, disappointment, and sadness in Lou Wangning's eyes were all gone, and they turned into a kind of pride, as if they had been accomplished.

The illusion dissipated, and Chu Tian was stunned in place.

What does the smugness in Lou Wangning's last look mean, if Tongqiu's grievances are true, then could it be that the person who killed Master Lou was Lou Wangning?!

The more Chu Qian thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, the eldest prince Lou Wangshi was killed by Tongqiu by mistake, but Lou Chengshuang was not, if Lou Wangning killed Lou Chengshuang, framed Tongqiu, and then killed Tongqiu, then everything would make sense.

That pupil will take revenge with someone who hates the Lou family.

But why did Lou Wangning kill Hitomi?

The truth is becoming clearer, but it is also becoming more and more painful.

Chu Tian sighed and lay on the bed, he had to tell Bai Chen about this tomorrow. Closing her eyes, her mind has always been Hitomi's thin figure, desperate eyes. How sad it is to become a resentful spirit.

Most of the people who do evil have gone to hell in their hearts.

Chu poured pity in his heart, but he regretted it even more, if his heart has been to hell, can he take others into hell as a matter of course?

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Bai Chen sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, the moonlight was clear, shining brightly.

The courtyard was silent, and Shangguan Wanwan looked at him from a distance, his eyes were affectionate. She knew he wanted to be alone at the moment, so she didn't take a half step. In fact, not only at this moment, but all these years, he likes to be alone. Reading books, practicing swords, and listening to plays, he has always been alone.

She was used to it, so she often watched him quietly from a distance.

After a few years of marriage, he has never been close to her, does not talk heart-to-heart, and does not care. However, he was relieved to leave everything in the house to her to take care of, and after a long time, Wanwan only felt like a housekeeper respected by him.

From an outsider's point of view, they are husband and wife and have eyebrows. Bai Chen also gave her enough freedom and rights. But only she knew that she was just an ornament in Bai Chen's eyes, and this lady's identity was just a position that had no meaning.