Lying Cinderella: Mask of Pandora

Ji Jinyao was full of panic in her heart. She didn't say such vicious words on purpose, but she was too scared. Even Lin Luowei, who was the only one who could ask for help, ignored her fear. Ye Lingyin was the only one who cared about her!

However, in Lin Luowei's ears, Ji Jinyao's indiscriminate words were so inappropriate.

He knew, that child belonged to him, why would Ye Lingyin want to kill this child?

Such speculation is an insult and contempt to Lin Luowei.

"Enough! I don't want to hear your explanation! Ji Jinyao, when did you become so vicious! If Ye Lingyin can't wake up, I will never let you go!"

Lin Luowei interrupted Ji Jinyao furiously, she stood there in a daze, she couldn't believe her ears, she stared at Lin Luowei with wide eyes, tears fell down drop by drop.

So many memories, the once youthful love, was severed by Lin Luowei at this moment.

Lin Luowei had no time to take care of Ji Jinyao, he rushed into the car and accelerated towards the nearest hospital.It was a large aristocratic hospital located nearby. Because the security system was very tight, it could effectively prevent reporters from secretly taking pictures. Many celebrities came here for treatment. Originally, Liao Jinpei was going to accompany Ye Lingyin when he was going back to China, and quietly invited a trustworthy doctor to come. Who would have expected such an accident to happen at home.

Along the way, Lin Luowei drove like crazy. Ye Lingyin leaned against the car door with her body tilted. Her hands were still tightly covering her abdomen, but the blood on her lower body had already stained the seat.

The bumps of the vehicle made Ye Lingyin recover a little bit of consciousness. She struggled to open her eyes. The sunlight reflected and cast golden shadows on Lin Luowei. For a while, Ye Lingyin couldn't see who was beside her. The bright sunlight melted in sight, and a familiar side face gradually appeared, also in the pale golden light, as pale as if glowing, and the black curled eyelashes seemed to be full of anxious sweat crystals.

Ye Lingyin stared blankly, the light seemed to be getting brighter and brighter, leading her into a silvery illusion.

She feels so cold, is it because it's snowing outside?

But why, what she smelled was a strong smell of blood.

So clear, so real.

Ye Lingyin raised her hand subconsciously, and saw that her hand was covered with blood.

She stared blankly, for a long time, a weak voice came out of her throat: "Will I die..."

When Lin Luowei heard Ye Lingyin's voice, he realized that she was awake. He turned his head and glanced at her. At this time, Lingyin no longer had those sharp thorns. Her face was terribly pale, and blood ran down her snow-white elbows. It flowed down and dripped on her skirt, and the low-key black skirt was splashed with dark and enchanting blood, blooming on her towering abdomen.

Although Lin Luowei did not forgive Ye Lingyin, he couldn't control his heartache.

"No, you won't die, hold on, I'll take you to the doctor."

Lin Luowei tried his best to control it, but he couldn't hide his trembling voice.

He rarely gets out of control like this.

Only her makes him not like himself.

"No...don't take me to the hospital...this child, you can't be known by others..."

Ye Yayin's consciousness was a little blurred, but she kept repeating the same words, and there seemed to be a firm belief in her heart, telling her what to do.

In private, she can cry and be vulnerable, can be vicious and vicious, but what she shows to outsiders will definitely be an elegant and sweet smile.