Looking at it, Ji Tianmo's bloody demon/Rao's red lips twitched involuntarily---

"I'll look for you in Sweden tomorrow."

Depend on! T/M/D What are you looking for Lao Tzu?!

Then, decisively and uncompetitively, he lay on the bed and coughed even harder.

In the king's chair---

Xuanchen Hao's cold lips were slightly pursed with a wicked smile, and his long figure stood up and walked straight out of the suite.

……

In the VIP senior ward of City A Hospital.

The woman lying on the hospital bed, her long hair was messy, and her bloodless little face was covered with tears, and she looked even more delicate and pitiful.

Outside the door of the ward, stood two bodyguards in black suits.

"Da--da--"

On the silent corridor, a cold footstep was heard.

The two bodyguards who were guarding bowed their heads in unison, bent down and saluted respectfully,

"Mr. Xuan."

Through the glass window on the door, Xuan Chenhao glanced indifferently, and his voice returned to the coldness of the first godfather of the mafia,

"Where's the second young master?"

One of the bodyguards replied respectfully,

"The second young master has already left first."

Xuan Chenhao's jaw was slightly clicked.

Another bodyguard clicked open the door to the ward, and then stepped aside.

……

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fang Rou, who was lying on the hospital bed, turned her head in a daze.

But the moment I saw Xuan Chenhao walking in----

The pale face suddenly became excited, the tearful eyes were even more sobbing, and some hoarse voices screamed very delicately,

"Hao, you're finally here......"

Xuan Chenhao walked straight to the side of the hospital bed.

He looked down coldly at the woman in front of him who could arouse almost all men's desire to protect, but he didn't feel anything.

The cold voice made a colder "um", which was regarded as greeting her.

……

Fang Rou didn't seem to care about Xuan Chenhao's indifference to her at all, and her hand holding the water reached over to grab Xuan Chenhao's palm.

Xuan Chenhao's dark eyes sank slightly, and he coldly put his hand behind his back.

Fang Rou's face turned even more ugly.

He withdrew his hand in embarrassment, but raised his face even more, and said to Xuan Chenhao's pitiful Gu Zi, who was trying to smile,

"Hao, I knew you would come.

I knew you still cared about me, and you --- in your heart."

"Why?"

Xuan Chenhao's words did not have a little warmth, and he was bitterly chilling, and he ruthlessly interrupted Fang Rou's self-talk.

……

Moment---

Fang Rou's face turned pale, and tears burst out of her eyes at once.

He didn't even say a word of concern, and just scolded her for why she committed suicide?!

In the ward---

The hoarse cry of a woman was heard,

"Hao, are you asking why I want to kill myself?

Don't you know that I'm doing all this because of you! ”

Xuan Chenhao's heavy eyebrows frowned slightly,

"If you have anything to say, you can just tell me.

There is no need to hurt yourself. ”

Listening to Xuan Chenhao's words, Fang Rou suddenly sneered twice,

"Tell you directly?"

……

The tearful eyes held back all the horror and fear, and met Xuan Chenhao's cold eyes directly, and the face with a miserable smile was even more ugly,

"Since that woman appeared, are you willing to say a word to me?!

Even---

Even the opportunity to see you was snatched away by her!

Now, I'm so reduced to suicide that I can get your handout! ”

Fang Rou's sneering voice suddenly became excited, and she ruthlessly tore open the white gauze tied tightly on her wrist.

The hideous knife scar that had not yet fully healed and grown was suddenly exposed/exposed in the cold air, and it was dazzling.

Xuan Chenhao's frowning black eyebrows were even deeper.

It seems that the cold air of the yin owl is oozing.

……

Fang Rou was tearing desperately like crazy.

The hideous wound cracked open and flowed blood, stained red with snow-white gauze, which was even more shocking, spread out in front of Xuan Chenhao's eyes, crying,

"yes, I can only hurt myself.

It's been five years......

I've been with you for five years, even risking my own life to save you.

However, it was no match for the five days of that/man.

What do you tell me to do, you tell me!

How the hell am I going to notice me! to see me!

You tell me, you tell me......"

She found out that the previous bombing and terrorist incident in the British Parliament Building was actually done by Hao for Ji Tianmo's cheap/woman.

Also, Hao will go to Rome to do business in person, also because the woman was there at the time.

Even, that/girl actually tricked her Hao into bed......

Hao is hers! No one can take Hao away from her!

Therefore, Ji Tianmo, it is absolutely unforgivable......!

……

Under the dark eyes, the cold slowly increased, and it was released coldly with the thin lips of the light opening,

"Fang Rou, you saved me five years ago, and now I can give you my life back.

But for the rest, I won't give you anything. ”

As he spoke, Xuan Chenhao took out the special dagger he carried with him, and his blade was glowing with a layer of iron cold.

The woman who went crazy stiffened in an instant.

He would rather give her his life back than give her love......

Looking at the dagger handed over by Xuan Chenhao, Fang Rou felt a layer of sadness from the bottom of her heart, sad to the point of despair......

Suddenly, the crying tears were cold, and Fang Rou grabbed the dagger that Xuan Chenhao put in front of her.

"Thorn" ---

A screeching sound!

The sound of the blade piercing through the muscles, and the sound of a deep thrust came from the oppressive suffocating air......

……

Fang Rou held the handle of the knife tightly, and the sharp blade at the front end had already pierced deeply into Xuan Chenhao's abdomen.

"Drip --- answer--- drip --- answer ---"

On the porcelain-white floor, drops of scarlet blood continued to fall faster......

Xuan Chenhao's expression did not change at all, and he didn't even frown, as if it was not his body that was stabbed by a knife.

Looking at the trembling woman in front of him, Xuan Chenhao's voice became colder,

"Is that enough?"

The feeling of persecution was too strong and rushed wildly, Fang Rou's whole person trembled even more uncontrollably, and the hand holding the handle of the knife unconsciously became harder!

"Thorn ---"

The blade that most of his head pierced into completely pierced Xuan Chenhao's abdomen!

You can even feel the sharp tip of the knife, and it is fiercely pressed against the flesh!

The "ticking" blood droplets suddenly flowed out like an open water valve, and the scarlet spread wantonly on the floor......

……

Fang Rou trembled and looked at the man in front of her who was not moving, her hands holding the hilt of the knife were all covered in his blood......

Oh, my God!

What did she do!

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(Babies, the last day of 2014, thank you for always being with Tutu, all the way, never abandon, love you!) ）