Song Yihuan cried and wanted to reach out to pull Lu Huaijing's hand, but the latter coldly avoided it.

"I gave you a chance before, Yihuan, why don't you tell the truth?"

A cold voice, cold and abnormal.

Song Yihuan's face was pale, but she hated it in her heart, her eyelashes wiped away her tears, and her eyes rolled quickly.

immediately came up with a new excuse: "Ah Jing, I didn't want to hide it from you, actually...... It was because Gu Nanyan said bad things about my grandmother that I was so angry that I chased after it, so I ......"

She choked up and opened her mouth, her eyes were red and swollen from crying: "Because it involves the matter of grandma, I don't want to bother you, so I deliberately didn't say it when I said it, but I didn't expect that Sister Nanyan would use my kindness to slander me!" ”

Such a statement was something that Lu Huaijing did not expect at all.

He frowned, and his face turned pale: "Impossible, Gu Nanyan won't talk about Grandma Song, are you sure you heard it right?" ”

"Nope!"

Song Yihuan said categorically that in order to make Lu Huaijing believe her, she even made up an excuse directly:

"Sister Nanyan said that my grandmother's death was deserved, and she was ruined, saying that she deserved all this!"

The harsh words instantly made Lu Huaijing clench his fists.

The green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, and even his face was as gloomy as the sky where mountains and rain were about to come!

"Did she really say that?" His voice was raised a notch.

"I'm not going to lie to my grandmother."

Song Yihuan said firmly, and her eyes were stubbornly red.

"Bang!"

The man smashed his fist on the tablet, and the screen shattered instantly, and the sound of breaking and the splashing glass ballast directly cut his hand.

"Ahhun!"

Song Yihuan screamed, she didn't expect that Lu Huaijing would lose such a big temper!

She immediately rushed forward, and when she saw the bloody scene, her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"You, you're hurt, Ah Jing, I'll take care of it for you!"

As she spoke, she was about to turn around to find the medicine box, but Lu Huaijing grabbed her wrist.

Song Yihuan was startled, turned around, and just saw the man's scarlet eyes.

She had never seen such an angry Lu Huaijing, and she was suddenly extremely frightened, and instinctively wanted to break free.

"Ahh Song Yihuan trembled with fright, and her pupils dilated.

Lu Huaijing raised his injured big hand and pinched Song Yihuan's chin.

Blood stained her white skin, and his eyes were blood-red, and he looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

She was full of excitement, her legs were weak, and her voice was full of crying: "Ah Jing, you ...... What happened to you? ”

"Yihuan, let me ask you again, is what you said true?"

The word-by-word questioning, the man's brain was buzzing, and the more he didn't want to believe it, the more firmly Song Yihuan said.

As long as she can make Ah Jing hate that Gu Nanyan, she can use any method!

She opened her heart and spoke more firmly: "That's what she said, everything I said is the truth, if I lie, let me die without a place to be buried!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Huaijing's hand holding her chin became even harder.

Song Yihuan only felt a tingling pain, and the smell of blood rushed into her nose, making the pores of her whole body almost stand up.

"Ah Jing, it hurts, let go!"

She whimpered and spoke, and the wet tears fell on the back of the man's hand, finally bringing Lu Huaijing back to his senses.

He suddenly let go of his hand, and at this time, Zhou's mother finally walked out of the guest room.

When she went downstairs and saw such a bloody scene, she hurriedly rushed forward.

Song Yihuan took the opportunity to break free from Lu Huaijing's clamps, her face full of fear and tears.

"Sir, you're hurt!"

Zhou's mother screamed in surprise and immediately turned around to get the medicine box, but when she saw the wound, a fear also flashed on her face.

Because, the blood on the man's hands has stained the entire coffee table red.

The wound on the back of the hand was about three or four centimeters wide, and it was deeply embedded in a piece of glass ballast.

And Lu Huaijing was angry, and his big hand tightly grasped the broken tablet, which made the already hideous wound even more serious.

"Sir, sir, what is going on? You can't do that, the wound will be deeper! ”

While persuading, Zhou's mother dialed Dr. Liang's phone.

And Song Yihuan on the side woke up like a dream and immediately ran to the bathroom.

She frantically washed her face and forced herself to calm down.

The moment the cold water hit her face, Song Yihuan barely controlled her trembling hands.

Because, she has never seen such a Lu Huaijing.

It's like a demonic man, with a rage that almost overthrows everything.

Song Yihuan turned off the faucet tremblingly, and then had time to look in the mirror to check her chin.

The tiny glass ballast cut her skin a little bit, and she looked at the blood spots on it, her eyes were red, but she showed a sinister smile.

Gu Nanyan, with your ability, as long as my grandmother is here, you will be trampled under your feet!

The corners of Song Yihuan's mouth were dyed with a touch of smug arc, but the moment she turned around and walked outside, she was replaced by a compassionate and anxious look.

"Ah Jing, how are you?" She walked three steps and two steps to the living room.

At this time, Dr. Liang had already arrived, first rinsed the remaining fine glass ballast on the wound, carefully understood the remnants above, and directly took out the suture needle.

"Dr. Leung, Mr. Hand ......"

"The wound is a bit deep, and I need stitches."

Dr. Liang said and took out the anesthetic.

Song Yihuan on the side immediately covered her mouth, and big tears fell from her red eyes.

"Sir, if you don't feel conscious, please tell me and I'll stitch it up for you...... Mr? ”

Dr. Liang asked twice in a low voice, but Lu Huaijing ignored it.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number: "Prepare a divorce agreement for me...... Yes, I'm going to see ...... tonight."

The low and cold voice made Song Yihuan on the side couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Are they finally getting divorced?

Song Yihuan almost couldn't control her expression.

But when Zhou's mother on the side heard this, she immediately stopped her: "Sir, what happened, you can't ......"

"Mother Zhou, if you talk more, don't stay in the Lu family anymore."

Lu Huaijing hung up the phone, his voice as cold as ice.

Zhou's mother's lips trembled, and she didn't say anything in the end.

Seeing this, Song Yihuan hurriedly half-squatted beside the man, and comforted him softly:

"Ah Jing, don't be angry first, you are injured and need to recuperate."

After speaking, she turned her head again, looked at Zhou's mother with an ugly face on the side, and commanded like a hostess:

"Aunt Zhou, you are not needed here, if you have nothing to do, go back and rest, I will call you when you are needed."