Sheng Ai First Lady

Xia Jin was wearing a red thin windbreaker, and her short and pretty black hair made her look charming and casual.

She stood in the center of the hall, her figure was thin and strange, exuding a heroic figure.

As soon as Willow reached the stairs, he saw Xia Jin standing there with a calm expression on his face. Thinking of the unconscious woman on the bed, a cold anger surged in his heart.

After walking over in a few strides, Xia Jin looked at the flickering flames in his eyes, like the coldness of Antarctic glaciers, and smiled wryly in her heart, wondering if this man was planning to strangle her to death.

Sure enough, the talent walked in front of her. Before Xia Jin could react, someone grabbed her throat so hard that it almost crushed her throat.

"Let me tell you," he said with an extremely sinister expression, "if something goes wrong with her, I won't let you go."

After finishing speaking, Xia Jin shook his arm vigorously, and Xia Jin fell on the carpet behind him in one step. His poor breathing made him cough violently, and his face was flushed.

She smiled slowly, holding her throat with one hand, and struggling to stand up while supporting the carpet with the other, complaining lukewarmly, "It's really violent."

Willow squinted her eyes, stepped forward and pinched her shoulders, Xia Jin quickly raised her head and said, "If you fucking do it again, I will turn against you immediately."

Willow snorted coldly, "If Shu'er didn't care about you, do you think you can live till now?"

"Now that you know," Xia Jin said slowly, "put away your claws, I'm not your enemy."

She stood up straight, "Take me to read a book."

She seemed to be a little weak, and she was a little out of breath when speaking.

Willow gave her a cold look, then turned around and walked upstairs, Xia Jin gave him a bitter look, knowing she didn't mean it, she almost strangled her, bastard.

Willow pushed open the bedroom door, and Shu'er lay quietly on the bed with a serene expression, as if she had just fallen asleep.

He walked to the side of the bed, leaned over and hugged her body gently, his lips fell on her eyes, and kissed softly and delicately, the blue eyes were full of bottomless pain and anxiety, he hugged her , like holding a drowning driftwood.

It was only then that Xia Jin noticed that the man's well-curved chin was covered with scum, his azure blue eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his hair looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a few days. His eyes seemed to be deeply suppressed. crazy.

He looked at her with undisguised madness on his face.

"She will remain in a coma like this, and won't wake up for a while," Xia Jin said in a low voice, "Willow, she needs your help."

"What do you mean?" The previous sentence almost made his tone completely cold, and his whole body felt a chill, as if all the hidden coldness and cruelty had been tuned out of his body.

"Cooperate with me, so she has a chance to wake up." Xia Jin stared at the woman on the bed, and said calmly.

Xia Jin slowly closed her eyes, "Mr. Wenlk, if you believe in someone, you should believe what she believes."

She opened her eyes and looked straight at him with clean eyes, "I won't hurt her."

"You won't hurt her, but stab her?"

Xia Jin hesitated for the slightest bit and didn't answer his words, "Sometimes harm is just to avoid greater harm."

"Brother-in-law," Xia Jin softened her voice, with a helpless smile on her face, "Think about this issue more clearly, trust me, and help me with all your strength, if you don't believe me..."

"The choice of Shu'er is in your hands, you think it through, and I'll wait for your answer."