and Jingwei, and everyone she cares about, her fans, those who have not given up on her until she dies and have not given up supporting her and protecting her.

She will also let them see and feel that Song Mi'er is not the ugly woman who has been demonized, her heart is actually clean and innocent.

Mi'er's hand holding the broken glass suddenly flipped over, and the sharp glass pierced into the thin white neck, and the blood immediately rolled down.

Jiang Wenyuan's footsteps paused, and his pupils widened suddenly: "Mi'er...... What are you doing! ”

"Jiang Wenyuan, I won't let you get your wish, if you have to get me, then I will die in front of you, you can do whatever you want in front of a corpse!"

"Mi'er...... You care so much about Jiang Shenhan's heartless brute? ”

"All I care about is myself, Jiang Wenyuan, if I like you and care about you, then it doesn't matter if you are rich or not, old or young, ugly or handsome, it doesn't matter, I will love you with all my heart and lungs, but if it is someone I don't love or someone I don't like, then even if I die, I won't let him touch me......"

Jiang Wenyuan suddenly laughed maniacally: "No, you won't, no one in this world is not afraid of death, don't think that this can scare me......"

Jiang Wenyuan stepped forward again regardless of it, and a dazzling light burst out from Mi'er's pupils, she didn't say anything more, as if she smiled contemptuously at Jiang Wenyuan, and then, her bloody hand holding the broken glass suddenly forced-

The sharp glass pierced the flesh, blood vessels, blood, and hot blood, as if it was spurting out of an exploding water pipe, and splashed Jiang Wenyuan's face.

He let out a short, rough cry, his voice ragged, like a mournful woman.

The shout reached the car parked at the door of the villa, and it was in everyone's ears.

Vague, unclear, real and illusory, but it makes people's hairs stand on end.

When Lin Ling got out of the car, his steps were unsteady and he almost fell to the ground, while Jiang Shenhan suddenly stopped his footsteps, standing still like a sculpture.

The night breeze blew, whimpering, over the ears and through the treetops.

The deep night is like a bottomless abyss, swallowing everything in this world.

Lin Ling clearly saw Jiang Shenhan's back trembling slightly.

In this world, even a powerful person like Jiang Shenhan has something beyond his power...... Regretful.

Lin Ling looked at the room with the lights on with some despair.

After that scream, the almost deserted courtyard once again returned to a deathly silence.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Shenhan suddenly opened his mouth: "You guys wait here, don't come with me." ”

"Mr. Jiang ......"

Lin Ling called softly in a daze, but Jiang Shenhan did not answer, nor did he look back.

Step by step, he walked forward, through the barren courtyards overgrown with weeds, through the winding paths that were overgrown with branches.

The moon hung on the canopy, looking at him lonely and indifferent, looking at him condescendingly, making him look so small, and at the same time, so ridiculous.

Jiang Shenhan walked on this road, in a trance, he always had an inexplicable strange feeling, it seemed that when he was in this mood, it seemed that he was also in this mood, as if he was also in the same night as tonight, he had also been such a person, slowly walking forward, walking into the picture he didn't want to face.

After Jiang Wenyuan's initial extreme shock and shock, the whole person rushed to Mi'er's side with some gaffe.

The broken glass pierced into the blood vessels in her neck, the blood was still gushing out, her face gradually became snow-white and transparent, Jiang Wenyuan's face was distorted, and he kept whimpering and crying in his mouth, but he couldn't make too many sounds.

He tried to cover the wound on Mi'er's neck to prevent the blood from gushing out, but his hand was covered, and the blood quickly stained his hand red, and the sticky blood dripped from her fingers......

Jiang Wenyuan fell to the ground in a trance, he could feel Mi'er's body temperature gradually draining, she was really going to die, she was really going to die!

But this is not what he wants, he likes Mi'er, he loves her, he loves her almost to the point of madness......

For her sake, he lost everything, and he could do without everything......

How could he be willing to hurt her?

He said before that he was not afraid of death and Jiang Shenhan's revenge.

But when all this really came, when he really felt the shadow of death pressing over him, he began to be afraid again.

Jiang Wenyuan stumbled up from the ground, his eyes were flustered, and it took a while to regain some reason, leaned against the wall and staggered to the bathroom on the side, turned on the shower and rushed to his head indiscriminately.

Jiang Wenyuan wanted to wash away all the blood stains on his body, he wanted to leave the imperial capital and leave country A, he couldn't wait to go back to the mansion abroad.

There were at least the people his father had left him, and those people could at least protect him for a while.

Jiang Wenyuan tore off the blood-stained clothes on his body, he opened the bathroom door, randomly took out a few moldy old clothes from the wardrobe and put them on his body, and rushed out of the door in a panic.

Mi'er felt like she had returned to the moment before the near death in her previous life.

Because of her drug overdose, she gulped down blood, and the rancid blood didn't seem to flow from the human body at all.

The people on the set were stupid and scattered, someone called the police, and the police came......

Like a dead dog, she was dragged out by the expressionless police and dragged all the way to the police car.

She kept vomiting blood, and the policemen looked at her in disgust and handcuffed her to a chair in the corner.

She lay on the cold floor, twitching, rancid and sticky blood gushing from the corners of her nostrils and mouth, desperately trying to crawl out of the hidden door, her thin body leaving a long trail of blood on the floor......

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die.

She doesn't know what her ball is like now, how can he live the stupid child who broke his head because of her negligence, can't cry, can't laugh, can't even urinate.

She no longer expects Jiang Shenhan to be cold, her heart is already dead and cold.

Jiang Shenhan won't care about her, let alone care about Qiuqiu anymore, he doesn't like Qiuqiu in the first place, and he is extremely disgusted with his birth......

How could she hope that he would care about the love of flesh and blood in the future, and protect Qiuqiu for the rest of his life.

But she still died, silently in the cold little room of the drug rehabilitation center, with a mottled blood stain and a disgusting stench, and died in desolation.