Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Don't let others bully you foolishly in the future, understand?"

He stroked her cheek and watched her glazed eyes rest on his shoulder.

He reached out and pulled the knife out, and the blood flowed more violently.

Wen Xinnuan sat down on the bed with a look of horror.

"What are you afraid of? Flesh wounds... I thought you were more cruel to me than that." Luo Leiyun said calmly, as if the wound on his shoulder was just a scratch.

In fact, when Wen Xinnuan saw the flowing blood, he knew that although the knife was not very deep, it was definitely not shallow.

"Stupid woman, deal with bad guys harder in the future!"

"..."

"It's good that you are strong now, and I hope you will be alone in the future. You seem to be doing well without me."

"..."

"But Ji Hypocrisy, I'm not stopping you from liking him, I advise you to be careful, and stop giving your heart foolishly."

"..."

"Stupid woman..." He still wanted to say something, but his voice was a bit strange.

Luo Lei twisted his expression, quickly lowered his head, wiped the knife on his clothes, wiped off the blood, and handed the knife handle to her.

Wen Xinnuan's eyes widened: "I don't want it! Get lost, go away..."

How could she stab him?How could she do it...

He forced her!

She became what she is now, all because of him.

She doesn't regret it at all. Compared with the harm he once did to her, this knife is indeed light enough!

"Here for you." He leaned over to take out the knife sheath from his boot, and inserted the knife back, "This saber has been with me for more than ten years, and it has saved me several times when my life was at stake. Maybe it is luck The Goddess's favor kept me alive until now..."

"..."

"I guess you'll need it in the future, too."

Wen Xinnuan palely clenched her fingers: "I don't need it!"

"Take it," Luo Lei frowned, "it will bring you good luck."

Wen Xinnuan smelled a lot of parting from his words, her chest was blocked, like a big rock was pressed down, and she couldn't speak.

Blood trickled down his shoulder and dripped to the ground.

Wen Xinnuan's body trembled slightly.

Luo Lei stared at her: "Don't feel guilty. I caused you to bleed so much, and now you have made me bleed, and we are both clean."

"..."

The saber was on the bedside table.

Luo Lei reached out with his uninjured hand, wanting to stroke her head.

Wen Xinnuan put aside...

Luo Lei's hand froze in the air, and it took a long time to slowly withdraw it. He fished in his trouser pocket and took out a gift box.

He basically never gave her a gift seriously...

Last year's gift was forced on her, the year before last was thrown to her casually by him, and the gift of the year before last was given to her by a servant.

"For you." He handed it to her stiffly and unnaturally.

Wen Xinnuan also froze: "I didn't celebrate my birthday! Today is not a holiday either!"

"A parting gift."

"..."

Wen Xinnuan didn't reach out to pick it up, so Luo Lei had no choice but to bend over, forcefully opened her clenched little hand, and put the box in her palm.

The moment he stood up straight, the gift box was thrown in his face and bounced to the ground.

"I don't want your dirty gift, take it!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the bodyguard reported: "Master, everything is packed."

Luo Lei's blue eyes flickered with shattered light, and his face was extremely pale: "As you wish, I will disappear from your eyes."