The man fell in a pool of blood, his chest wide open, the organs and blood vessels inside ruptured, and blood flowed all over the ground, and he couldn't bear to look at it.

Jiang Ruo killed Wen Yuan and held his heart with his own hands, thick blood slowly dripped from between her fingers, again and again, the voice was obviously very subtle, but it could be infinitely amplified, stirring the soul.

She was crazy and paranoid and exclaimed, "Ahuai, I killed him, I got his heart, you are saved."

The man who had fallen to the ground held on to the last of his consciousness, and suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender wrist tightly, and the bright red blood immediately stained her snow-white skin, which was in stark contrast.

Wen Yuan's eyes were sour and scarlet, his eyes widened in grief, tears were hidden, and his eyes swayed in disappointment and pain.

His heart was overwhelmingly filled with heart-rending pain, like a knife cut, and the unwillingness of a thousand words finally turned into a wry smile: "For him, you killed me to take my heart, and asked me to give my heart to save him, so you hate me so much? So tired of me?"

Wen Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at her hands, holding his heart in his delicate palms!

"Do you feel my heartbeat? It's beating for you, and every touch is a sign of love for you." He had lost too much blood, his face was very pale, and the corners of his mouth suddenly smiled coldly: "Who will love you so much but me?"

"When I die, you will never get love again, no one can love you as much as I do hahaha."

Jiang Ruo looked at Wen Yuanyu's fierce and horrified look, her heart was as if she was tormented by a raging fire, her body temperature suddenly became hot and cold, one moment it seemed like lava, and the other time it seemed like falling into an ice cave, which made her overwhelmed.

She saw him again with such a disappointed look, just like he had done in Myanmar many years ago, he loved and hated her, deep to the bone.

As strong as love is, so strong is hatred.

Jiang Ruo's expression was frozen and in a trance for a moment, only to hear the man's hot, suppressed, and unwavering resentment sound ringing in his ears.

"Jiang Ruo, I curse you with my life and my soul, you will never want to be with your brother Ahuai!"

"I want you to never lose your love!"

Jiang Ruo shook his head frantically in horror, "No! No! I don't want to lose!"

The picture in the dream suddenly turned.

In the hospital, Wen Huai's life is on the verge of death, and he needs to change his heart to live.

Jiang Ruo knelt in front of Wen Yuan and cried and begged him: "Wen Yuan, Brother Ahuai is about to die, only you can save him, only you can."

"Wen Yuan, Ah Yuan, I beg you, please save him, he is your own brother."

Wen Yuan just stood straight like this, letting Jiang Ruo pull at his clothes.

His face was indifferent, he glanced down at this ruthless woman who was begging him, tears rippled, revealing an expression like crying and laughing, and his voice was choked and painful: "Save him, I will die, are you really willing to do it?" Is it really so eccentric?"

"He's my Ahuai's brother, I don't want him to die..."

Wen Yuan slowly closed his eyes, crystal tears wet the thick eyelashes, a tear slipped silently from the corner of his eye, and his flat tone suddenly roared: "What is my love to you?"

"Why do you want me to kill myself to save him?"

..

"I don't want your heart!" Jiang Ruo was awakened by the nightmare and shouted violently, with a power that could penetrate her soul, shaking her heart.

She sat up from the bed, gasping for breath.

She was the only one in the spacious bedroom.

Two hours ago, she didn't want to see the three men, so she went to the bedroom alone, fantasizing about how absurd the days would be, and before she knew it, she fell asleep without warning.

She dreamed of the follow-up to the last Wen Yuan marriage robbery, and...

One more dream.

And in these two dreams, she was paranoid and crazy trying to seize Wen Yuan's heart, strangle his life, trample on his hot love, and step on his corpse to save Wen Huai.

She didn't know what these dreams meant.

Why do I dream all the time, it seems to be a foreshadowing.

What does it portend?

The Wen family

, twins, organs, accommodating bodies.

Jiang Ruo clearly thought of these words, and he felt a chill in his back.

Her curled and thick eyelashes drooped, and a faint shadow soaked her eyelids, "Is there really no other solution? Do you have to kill each other?"

"Can't we really live in peace?"

Just as she was in a trance, the door suddenly opened from the outside to the inside.

The first thing that catches your eye is men's leather shoes.

Jiang Ruo's gaze moved up along his feet, and when he saw the man's face, he instantly entered a defensive state, and glared at him viciously: "Huo Jinting, what do you want to do?"

He's still him, hasn't changed at all!

is still so shameless, so interest-oriented, and calculating.

Huo Jinting sat on the edge of the bed with a familiar and cheeky face, stroked her hair and asked, "Finally woke up?"

Jiang Ruo pulled back his hair from his hand fiercely, and said angrily with an extremely resolute attitude: "Huo Jinting, don't be delusional, don't think that I can be with you in this way, I will hate you forever!" Forever!"

Hearing her extremely hateful words, Huo Jinting was not angry, but raised her thin chin with her slender fingers, her black eyes flashed with strange brilliance, and she asked coldly, "If you fall in love with Wen Yuan, you won't love me?"

Jiang Ruo said without thinking: "Yes, I don't love you, I don't love you in death, I would rather fall in love with Wen Yuan than love you."

Huo Jinting's face was gloomy: "Jiang Ruo, you say it again!"

Jiang Ruo: "I love him, not you."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent and became solidified.

Suddenly, Huo Jinting laughed strangely, as if it was a victor's smile, and rushed out the door and said, "Third brother, do you hear?"

Immediately after, in Jiang Ruo's puzzled expression, Wen Yuan walked in.

He generously said, "I lost."

Lose in lack of self-confidence.

Lose in not believing.

is even more lost in despising Jiang Ruo's love for him.

Huo Jinting raised his eyes lazily, and hooked his lips with satisfaction and disgust: "Remember to call Brother in the future."

Jiang Ruo looked at the two of them hesitantly, and was surprised: "You!"

and don't do anything behind her back!

Annoyed, she pulled the pillow beside her and threw it over, "Get out!"

Huo Jinting casually raised his hand to catch the pillow steadily, he stood up, threw the pillow back gently, and said, "You haven't seen Xiao Ze for a long time, and when you let him move in this weekend, your mother and son can also cultivate a good relationship."

Although his chances of ascending to the throne are slim, his son is different.

The son is a mother's little lover.

Jiang Ruo said angrily: "Hurry up!"

Before leaving, Huo Jinting patted Wen Yuan's shoulder, very proud: "I'm waiting for you to call me brother, third brother."

In the end, he didn't forget to call his brother, full of humiliation.

Wen Yuan ignored him and walked straight to Jiang Ruo.

Jiang Ruo kicked at Wen Yuan, "You get out too!"

Wen Yuan sighed dotingly, "Angry again?"

"Just now you said that you love me and don't love the surname Huo, is it true?" He couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Jiang Ruo turned his face away and stiffened: "I just deliberately angered him, do you believe it?"

Wen Yuan reached out and pinched her face, "I was also forced by your mother, don't be angry."

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