She ...... She hasn't explained yet, should we listen to her explanation......" The blood on Yang Hui's face faded, and he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, knowing very well that Lin Yiyi at this time was no longer rational......

"Explain? Explain why she wanted to marry that Mo Ran Yue? Can she marry? What will she marry? She doesn't understand, don't you understand either? Lin Yiyi yelled hysterically at Yang Hui.

Tears rolled in her eyes, blood all over her body was full of anger, every cell was screaming in her body, and when she was done, she was about to push him away.

But Yang Hui didn't dare to move a bit, choked up and said: "She just didn't think of a way, she didn't really want to marry that girl!" ”

"Huh...... Is it? Lin Yiyi sneered with red eyes, and asked Jian Junxi, "Let me ask you, are you ...... Is it really intended to ...... Marry that girl? ”

Jian Junxi's face was pale, all thoughts were discouraged, and he closed his eyes in despair.

"Say ......" Lin Yiyi roared angrily, making the two of them tremble.

Jian Junxi opened his eyes in panic, looking at Lin Yiyi, who was irrational, her thin lips trembled slightly, and she couldn't say anything if she was stuck in her throat.

Yang Hui immediately turned around, grabbed Jian Junxi's shoulders, and persuaded with an excited expression: "Junxi, hurry up and tell your mother, that you just said it casually.

I don't really want to marry her, but I haven't found a solution yet, so you can say it quickly......"

Jian Junxi's black and white eyes were overflowing with sadness, like a clear black crystal, crystal clear and pure, a heart only has the coolness of a thorough heart, how should she explain it? Unexplainable......

"Say it quickly......" Yang Hui was so anxious that anxious tears overflowed his eyes, and he could burst into tears at any time.

Jian Junxi raised her eyes to look at him, only to feel that there was a sharp needle in her heart that kept scraping, stabbing, and stabbing again and again, it hurt so much that she wanted to hide......

Yang Hui saw that Lin Yiyi was impatient, but Jian Junxi still refused to open his mouth.

shook her shoulders vigorously and shouted hysterically, "Junxi, say it quickly...... Say you don't really want to marry her, you're just lying to her, you say! ”

"Yes...... It's true, I promised that I would marry her......" Jian Junxi choked up, and the words that came out of her thin lips were very light and light, as light as foam that a gust of wind could blow away.

Yang Hui couldn't hold back any longer, burst into tears, closed his eyes in despair, and Lin Yiyi's face was even darker to the extreme, like a cloudy sky, about to thunder and lightning in an instant.

Pushed Yang Hui away violently, grabbed Jian Junxi's arm and walked to the window, Yang Hui saw this and grabbed Jian Junxi's other arm.

With tears in his eyes, he prayed to Lin Yiyi: "Yiyi, don't you do this, the child doesn't know the seriousness of the matter now, we ...... Shall we talk to her? ”

"Tell her well? Are you talking less? Did I say less? You let it go......" Lin Yiyi yelled at him.

Yang Hui saw that Jian Junxi seemed to be in pain, and couldn't bear to let go of his hand, Lin Yiyi dragged Jian Junxi to the window with all his strength, as if he was possessed by Shura.

Suddenly, she violently opened the curtain and took out a crystal-carved object from her bag, and when she put the thing on the windowsill, Jian Junxi's pupils suddenly contracted, and she couldn't stop trembling.......

Under the glow of the light, the crystal is particularly dazzling, especially the carved on it, several eye-catching big characters "Ling Weiwei's Spirit Position", which is even more amazing.

(End of chapter)