Wen Yuan raised his foot and stepped on Shen Ying's shoulder, his elbow was on his lap, his body leaned down slightly, and he took out a knife out of nowhere, and lifted Shen Ying's face with the tip of the knife.

His face was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with a large area of dark ink, and his tone was impatient: "How dare you kidnap my wife?"

"Look for death!"

No one can bully Xiao Ruo'er!

That's his wife!

Shen Ying's arm length was not enough, and she wanted to hug Wen Yuan's waist, but she could only hug her thigh.

The blade was swirling with a cold light, her eyes were excited, and she couldn't help herself as she could not extricate herself from her own world, "Mr. Ethan, you must have come to see me to worry about me, right?"

"Jiang Ruo is already disfigured, I'm more beautiful than her, you'll like me."

"I'm a little ugly now, but I still look good when I dress up." Shen Ying reached out and stroked her pale and emaciated face, a few strands of hair stuck to her cheekbones, looking embarrassed, "Don't worry, I'm definitely better looking than Jiang Ruo now."

Shen Ying raised her head again, her eyes rippled with tears, and she was willing to be humble and degenerate: "I will try my best to be a plaything that satisfies you."

The corners of Wen Yuan's lips curled up with cruel indifference, and he looked at her from above, and a little disdain floated between his eyes: "You are not worthy."

Such a short three words seemed to turn into an invisible knife, piercing Shen Ying's heart fiercely, making her emotions rise instantly, "It's Jiang Ruo who doesn't deserve it!"

"It's Jiang Ruo who doesn't deserve it!"

Shen Ying said self-righteously, "It's obviously because she looks like me, that's why you fell in love with her, and I was with you first!"

Wen Yuan was annoyed by Shen Ying, and kicked it away indifferently, turning the knife in his hand, as if thinking about where to unload her first.

"It's me! I was with you first!" Shen Ying was still yelling frantically, pulling her hair desperately, "Why can Jiang Ruo snatch you!" Why?"

Wen Yuan squatted down, raised the tip of the knife and slowly roamed on Shen Ying's cheeks, a pair of gloomy and cold eyes unabashedly showed contempt for her, indifferently turned a blind eye, and corrected her words: "No, it's you who are like her."

Immediately afterward, his words dealt her a fatal blow.

"Shen Ying, I can sleep with you, it's all because of Xiao Ruo'er." Wen Yuan said as he wantonly painted Shen Ying's face with the tip of his knife, there was no trace of temperature between his cold eyes, and he was gloomy, "You are Xiao Ruo'er's stand-in."

For him, Shen Ying is Jiang Ruo's stand-in.

It is a manifestation of the hidden love for Jiang Ruo in his heart.

When he didn't know it, before he knew it, he had already remembered her and fell in love with her.

That night, he buried a strong sense of possessiveness and jealousy deep in her.

Brother's woman, he wants it too.

Hearing this, Shen Ying shook her head frantically, unwilling to accept the news, as if it was not the truth if she didn't admit it, "No! Not really!"

"That's not the case!"

Obviously, they used Jiang Ruo as her stand-in, how could she be Jiang Ruo's stand-in!

She is not Jiang Ruo's stand-in!

Jiang Ruo is not worthy!

"When I met Xiao Ruo'er, you didn't know that you were using that man as a dog." The corners of Wen Yuan's lips provoked a sneer, with mockery.

And the next second he said that, he suddenly slashed his palm hard, slashing on Shen Ying's face as if venting, showing no mercy at all, as if he was completely cutting off the former bed relationship with his own hands.

"Ahhh

"My face! My face!"

Shen Ying's howl resounded throughout the prison, with intense misery and despair.

Wen originally made more than a dozen strokes on Shen Ying's face, making her unrecognizable, and the flesh and blood were blurred before she was barely satisfied, and then his eyes fell on her white legs.

Wen Yuan moved the bloody short knife to Shen Ying's leg, and his arrogant and handsome face was full of rampant ferocity, "You don't deserve to dance, don't want these legs in the next life!"

In an instant, Shen Ying was shocked by the cold touch, and she cried and begged for mercy: "Don't! Don't cut me off

legs!"

Wen Yuan has already exposed his demonic nature, where can he spare her!

Hand up and knife down.

Blood splattered.

"Ahhh

Shen Ying was in pain, blood and tears rushed out together, her whole body curled up, and she screamed in pain.

Her blood gradually flowed to Wen Yuan's feet.

Wen Yuan was sharp and handsome, and his deep-contoured side face was splashed with a few drops of blood, which made his cold white skin more and more bewitching.

He raised his foot and stepped on Shen Ying's hideous face, his eyebrows and eyes were wild and evil, overflowing with a cruel, tyrannical, and ferocious beauty, and his voice could make people shudder: "When you go to hell, just report my name."

Shen Ying lay on the ground weakly, looking at the man she had loved deeply with a half-slanted gaze, and broke down hysterically: "Why don't you love me? Why don't you love me?"

"Why do you all have to fall in love with Jiang Ruo, an illegitimate daughter! Why?"

Where is she worse than Jiang Ruo?

Obviously, Jiang Ruo snatched everything from her, and she still has to pretend to be innocent and pretend to be wronged!

Jiang Ruo is the one who is not sorry to die!

Wen Yuan stared at her indifferently and didn't give her an answer.

Or rather, there is no answer at all.

Because the human heart is uncontrollable.

With the last knife, Wen Yuan directly struck Shen Ying's heart, "If you move Jiang Ruo, you will have to die!"

In his eyes, no matter how noble and beautiful the goddess of dance is, she is just a plaything that can be thrown away.

She could crawl towards him like a dog in front of him, and from the very beginning, she had fallen to herself.

Shen Ying's eyes widened, her eyes were red, and she was unconvinced and unwillingly said, "I won't let you have a good time, I'm going to pester Jiang Ruo to let her die!"

Wen Yuan raised his chin high, and his hand continued to exert force, and the green and white jade palm burst into green tendons, "Then you can try!"

..

After killing Shen Ying, Wen Yuan sprayed himself with a lot of men's perfume to cover up the bloody smell.

It wasn't until the taste dissipated that he went to Jiang Ruo again.

This time, he's coming to pick her up!

in the hospital.

When Huo Jinting saw Wen Yuan chasing after Rongcheng, he knew that he couldn't hide his fake death.

He can no longer possess Jiang Ruo unscrupulously like he did half a year ago.

Now that Jiang Ruo has also recovered his memory, he still has no love for him, and his dream is completely over, and he can't go back.

Huo Jinting is now divorced from Shen Ying and is single, so he moved the idea of marrying Jiang Ruo.

But...

was fiercely rejected by Jiang Ruo.

A valuable engagement ring was indifferently thrown into the trash can by Jiang Ruo, and the sunlight outside the window shone in, exuding a bright and shining light.

How ironic, he didn't want to marry her before, he just wanted her to be his little wife, but now?

On his knees begged her to marry him.

It's late!

"Huo Jinting, stop dreaming, I won't marry you."

Huo Jinting stood up from the ground, walked up to Jiang Ruo and slowly hugged her, looking slightly fragile and embarrassed, "Ruoruo, I have nothing."

"Don't turn me down." He rested his face on her shoulder, his lonely eyes drooping, and his throat choked slightly, a little wet: "Please, give me a home."