Chapter 36: I'm sorry, late. I'm late

The dim light, bright or dark, fell.

Su Wan's skin is as white as porcelain jade, and her upturned eyes are too beautiful.

Like the colorful glow swaying in the lake and mountains, it can easily take away people's souls.

She stared at the blood-stained knife, the tip of her lips twitching: "This knife is very sharp." ”

"So, the strength of the stab is just right."

"You don't die too quickly, the blood, little by little, drop by drop, will only slowly bleed to death."

The black-clothed man's face was already twisted in pain, and his hands desperately covered his torn wounds, but he couldn't stop.

Blood, like a spring.

As if he had seen a ghost, he retreated again and again: "You, you, why are you so vicious? ”

Didn't you say that the eldest lady of the Su family was a brainless nymphomania?

Didn't you say she was easy to deal with? Why, she is so terrible, the most poisonous woman's heart!

Su Wan smiled lightly, her slender fingertips hooking her hair.

A wisp of black silk brushed his face, and a mole under his lips was so beautiful that it made people feel frightened: "Am I vicious?" But that's what you taught me? ”

"You're going to destroy me, and I'm going to make you worse off than dead. Fair enough. ”

She Su Wan has always been the most angry, and she has revenge.

The man in black's face gradually faded from blood, and he was as white as a piece of paper.

He couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground with a bang: "Someone instructed me to do this!" ”

"Su Wan, you don't distinguish between right and wrong, you are so vicious!"

Su Wan looked sarcastic, her kneecaps ached, but she could still look at the man in black condescendingly.

"I know someone is directing you, but so what?"

"If you want to blame it, you will blame it for your bad heart, and if you want to blame it, you will be blamed for greedy money."

Her voice grew colder and colder: "My fiancΓ©, the injuries are counted on your head!" ”

The man in black was trembling with fear, it was the first time in his life that he was so afraid of a woman.

The mysterious person who clearly instructed him to attack Su Wan is very powerful, and the plan is seamless, why does she know about it?

His voice trembled: "Why do you have a knife in your hand?" Where did you get the knife! ”

Su Wan lazily played with the knife in her hand, and the cold light was mottled and jumping.

She smiled seductively: "Because, I am here to ask for your life." ”

The man in black suddenly had a creepy feeling, and he finally realized: the more beautiful a woman is, the more toxic she is.

Everyone in City A said that the eldest lady of the Su family was a vase, so they should all be asked to come and see how terrible this woman was!

He cried and begged for mercy: "Miss Su, I don't dare anymore." I'm injured now, can it be over? ”

Su Wan smiled and shook her head: "You just want to end like this?" I'm telling you, it's impossible. ”

"This game, since it has begun, how to play it next is up to me Su Wan to decide."

The cold knife in her hand was pressed to the face of the man in black: "Who ordered you to come?" ”

The man in black's eyes were straight, and he was almost stunned.

He cried bitterly: "Miss Su, I really don't know. I don't know at all, but a mysterious man instructed me to do this. ”

"Please let me go!"

Su Wan raised her eyebrows, mysterious man? originally thought it was her good sister Su Wanqing, but it wasn't.

But so what?

She took out a voice recorder and smiled wildly: "The person who instructed you is Miss Su Er." ”

……

"Late, late!"

Li Jingchen's eyes were full of scarlet, and his narrow eyes were filled with a deep paranoid hurricane, staring at Su Wan who was lying in a pool of blood.

The heart was viciously torn open, bursting out of the sharp gap.

She lay quietly on the ground, her skin beating snow and blood mottled.

The burgundy dress blends in with the magnificent liquid.

He was as mad and painful as a trapped beast, and with a thud, he fell to his knees.

Tilting his head, his voice was low and deep: "I'm sorry, Wanwan." I'm late. ”