Jiang Yimu was speechless and turned to leave.

"Shall I let you go?" Jiang Yiman exclaimed coldly.

Jiang Yimu stopped moving forward, "Sister still has something to say?"

Jiang Yiman warned her: "I advise you, don't get something that doesn't belong to you." Otherwise, the more you gain, the more you will lose. ”

"If it doesn't belong to me, it must belong to you, sister?" No matter how stupid people are, they can see Jiang Yiman's love for the city lord, and those who understand know that this is wishful thinking.

"How dare you talk back!" she grabbed Jiang Yimu's wrist, as strong as if she was about to crush the bone.

"Let go!" Jiang Yiman's hand was very strong, and Jiang Yimu couldn't break free at all.

Jiang Yiman, who was hit the nail on the head, said hysterically: "Waste, waste, you dare to arrange me." ”

Jiang Yimu was her opponent, and it was useless to slap her hands hard.

"You are living like this, it is simply a shame for the Jiang family!"

Jiang Yiman gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you die!

Jiang Yiman just wanted to stimulate Jiang Yimu, she told a truth that there is no place for the weak to survive in the world.

Jiang Yimu is a shame for the Ji family to keep a life, why should he rely on this world, it is simply a waste.

As long as Jiang Yimu is still alive, there will be fewer and fewer things that should belong to him, and a waste is not worthy of being in the Jiang family, nor is he worthy of living.

Jiang Yiman exerted pressure and kept pressing Jiang Yimu, she had a skill in her heart, which was just right for the second sister.

"Why are you so weak, don't go out if you're not in good health, stay in your boudoir, don't go to school. ”

Jiang Yiman walked into Jiang Yimu step by step, "Like this!

Jiang Yimu had no defense, and with a muffled sound, his back hit the stone slab as hard as iron, and at the same time, there was a sound like cracking from his body.

"Ahh The pain was more intense, the body felt like it was about to fall apart, and tears rolled in his eyes, flowing uncontrollably.

Seeing Jiang Yimu look like this, this made Jiang Yiman even happier.

"Sister, you're too weak. Jiang Yiman blew his fingers and gently wiped it with a handkerchief, as if he had just touched something dirty.

Jiang Yimu curled up on the ground, and there was only pain in his mouth. Although there were tears in his eyes, his eyes were still as light and firm as ever.

I'm going to put up with it, yes, I can only put up with it.

"It's really pitiful, are you thinking that someone will save you!" Jiang Yiman fiddled with the gold-inlaid jade bracelet that he was wearing on his wrist, guessing Jiang Yimu's thoughts at this time.

You ......" Jiang Yimu wanted to refute her, but his body didn't allow it.

As soon as I breathed, my heart suddenly cramped. Jiang Yimu's face suddenly turned pale, his limbs hung weakly, leaning weakly against the bookshelf, unable to speak at all.

"Yo, what's the matter, my sister has become a mute, isn't she able to speak, why don't you say it!" Jiang Yimu's expression was surprised, but he said cool words in his mouth.

Jiang Yimu has a heavy sense of frustration, why he was born weak and sickly, resulting in a weak foundation.

The seven meridians and eight veins are all unsmooth, why is God so unfair to himself! Since he was a child, he has been subjected to such unequal treatment, and he cannot fight back when he is bullied by others.

"You shouldn't have any of these things. ”

"Yes, you're not nothing, you still have a dilapidated body, you don't have any combat power at all, it's just vulnerable!"

"It's really pitiful, my sister can't bear to see this scene!" Ji Jiaoyue said in a crying voice, and wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, pretending to be worried.

"Come on, come on, come on! The third sister is sick and fainted!" Jiang Yiman pretended to shout a few times, and the maid who heard the order outside the house immediately came in and took Jiang Yimu to see a doctor.

"Wait a minute!" the subordinate who had just helped Jiang Yimu up stopped his movements when he heard Jiang Yiman's order.

Jiang Yiman was held by them like this, and his legs hung weakly on the ground.

"I still have something to say to my sister!"

Jiang Yiman leaned into Jiang Yimu's ear and whispered: "Sister, don't try to complain to your father, I'm thinking about my sister!"

Jiang Yimu naturally knew that no one present looked at her well, and wished that she would die early, but she had to be respectful to herself on the surface.

If you tell someone else, will you believe yourself?

Jiang Yiman saw that she was silent, and said with a smile: "My sister is really bent and stretched, she wants to take revenge on me one day, but you don't have this opportunity, because ......"

Jiang Yiman paused slightly, pinched Jiang Yimu's chin and forced her to look at her, her eyes were cold.

"You're a wreck!" the voice was good, but it was also bone-chilling.