The corners of Wen Shiwan's mouth were bleeding, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but she was still trying her best to quibble.

"Heh... Scold... And you know, what? ”

She said, "You know, grandpa, how, how did you do it to me? Do you know how I despaired when my father did his will and sent me there? ”

Before she finished speaking, Wen Shiwan coughed violently.

Even though the person who was once bright was now exhausted and could no longer tell her painful memories, she gasped with difficulty.

"Ahem......"

What happened to Wen Shiwan?

Li Mianmian frowned, her hand relaxed a little, and her delicate and lovely face was also slightly relieved.

After a while, he said coldly: "Wen Shiwan, don't you know what you did wrong until now?" Not a single regret? ”

"I wasn't wrong! I, I regret it, I regret that I was born in the Wen family......"

This woman doesn't know how to reflect on her mistakes until she dies!

Li Mianmian's last and only trace of pity from blood was exhausted, and she raised her knife, like a demon, and said faintly: "Farewell, sister! ”

It's a critical moment!

"Stop!"

The familiar gentle voice made Li Mianmian stop suddenly, and she turned her head in shock and looked out the door.

Just as Li Mianmian was about to send his sister to hell, three people came in at the door.

Wen Yanxuan pushed Wen Shicheng in a wheelchair, followed by a strange man beside him.

——The huge scar spans the entire face from the upper left corner of the forehead and falls on the right side of the jaw, and the most impressive thing is that there is a cruelty and viciousness that cannot be hidden in these slightly white eyes.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wen Shicheng looked incredulous, and his slender white hand was raised unconsciously.

The fingers were slightly curled, blocking the nose, obviously unable to stand this rich bloody breath.

But the two people next to him were different, they turned a blind eye to this tragic scene, as if they were used to such a bloody and foul-smelling scene.

Wen Shicheng's complexion was already much better than yesterday, he was pushed by Wen Yanxuan, and when he passed by Li Tingyuan's side, he stopped.

The jade man looked up at this indifferent man, and he said softly: "Mr. Li, can you please not interfere in this matter?" ”

Li Tingyuan casually fiddled with the ring and glanced at the scarred man, thoughtful.

After a while, his thin lips opened lightly: "I promised her that the affairs of the Wen family would be handled by her." ”

"Thank you!"

Wen Shicheng smiled and nodded in thanks.

Wen Yanxuan pushed him slowly to Li Mianmian's side.

At this moment, Li Mianmian's eyes had returned to pitch black, and she was puzzled.

"Second brother, what do you mean by this?"

"Xiaomian, spare her life!"

Wen Shicheng frowned slightly, there was always a faint layer of sorrow attached to his pale and handsome face, and he sighed: "Even though Wen Shiwan has done a lot of wrong things, there is a reason why she has become like this. ”

"What reason could she have for her to be so cruel to her loved ones?! Second brother, what happened! ”

"Xiao Mian, I can't tell you yet, I don't want you to touch the filth of the Wen family."

Wen Shicheng's eyes were firm, and he looked at his sister with pity.

Suddenly, a smile appeared.

Wen Shicheng's smile is magical, no matter what time it is, it can make people feel as warm as the sun.

He said: "Xiaomian, you are the person that the second brother cherishes the most. The second brother hopes that you can grow up happily and healthily, and does not want you to be immersed in darkness. ”