Originally, she was still worried about what she should do to ruin her sister's engagement party.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yingying actually ran away from marriage by herself.

"I knew that my sister would definitely not like that man, and her favorite must be me."

Shi Yimeng laughed happily, as happy as a child who got candy.

Isha opened her mouth and looked at her without saying a word.

I wanted to open my mouth several times, but I didn't know how to say it......

Shi Yimeng was immersed in joy and didn't notice Isa's strange appearance.

It was only after the joy that she remembered something important.

"By the way, where is my sister now......"

Since my sister ran away from marriage, why didn't she come to her?

"Sakura-sakura-sama, she ......" Isha hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

Shi Yimeng's eyes were slightly cold, and he suddenly thought of a certain situation.

"Isha, you've been with me for so long, you should know my character, I don't like people who talk about it, just say it."

At this moment, the smile on Shi Yimeng's face had completely disappeared.

"Yes." Isha sighed softly and reported one by one.

"According to the information we received, Miss Sakura left with a boy named Shen Lang."

"yes, I see." Shi Yimeng was unexpectedly calm.

However, Isha lowered her head and involuntarily held her breath.

Because she knew that the calmer Shi Yimeng was, the more angry she became.

The present calm is nothing but an illusion before the storm.

Isha trembled and waited for Shi Yimeng's order.

Even though she wanted to leave, her feet were out of her control.

"You go down first." Shi Yimeng lowered his eyes, hiding the raging wind and rain in his eyes.

"Yes, miss." As if she had been pardoned, Isha hurried away.

When she left, Shi Yimeng no longer suppressed her emotions and swept everything on the table to the ground uncontrollably.

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and the room was like a strong wind, and the neat environment quickly turned into a mess.

Shi Yimeng stood barefoot in a mess, sharp shards of glass pierced into the center of her feet, and blood beads soon gushed out, forming a strange beauty on her white skin.

Shi Yimeng didn't seem to feel pain, his eyes were dim, and his body exuded a gloomy and cold aura, like a witch living in a gloomy castle.

"Shen Lang." Shi Yimeng read the name softly, and he was already moved with murderous intent.

thought that if she solved a Quan Siyu, her sister would belong to her.

Unexpectedly, a Shen Lang appeared halfway and came to rob her sister with her.

"Elopement?" Shi Yimeng said to himself, his delicate face gradually distorted.

"Good, really good......"

Shi Yimeng sat down in a splinter, her hair hanging down on both sides obscuring her face.

The girl sat quietly on the ground, ignoring the wound on her foot.

I don't know how long it took, but Shi Yimeng finally moved.

When she looked up again, her face was calm and unwavering, and there was no sign of loss of control.

Shi Yimeng's eyes fell on the glass fragment on the ground, and after looking at it fixedly for two seconds, she suddenly reached out and picked up a fragment.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Shi Yimeng cut his wrist expressionlessly.

Sharp shards cut through the skin, and blood poured out.

The corners of Shi Yimeng's lips suddenly outlined a strange smile.

No one can snatch the sister from her, no one.