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

"Bill?" Wen Xinnuan was worried about Bill's reaction, and watched him turn around and run away, and several servants came up to chase him.

But it's impossible to get back, she knows Bill's personality very well.

On the bed, Luo Lei pressed his hands on his temples, and suddenly laughed slowly and strangely.

The laughter seemed to come from another country, and it warmed the heart and the hairs down the spine.

She stopped involuntarily, and stared back at him in surprise: "What are you laughing at?"

Was he happy to be hated so thoroughly by Bill?

Luo Lei couldn't stop laughing, and said in a broken voice: "I f***ing saw my son...but I want to tell him that I'm an uncle..."

"..."

"He said his surname was Ji—Wen Xinnuan, did you hear that? My Luo Lei's son, he said his surname was Ji!!!!!!"

Any surname is fine, even if you don't have a surname, or you can follow Wen Xinnuan's surname——

Why did the last name be Ji!

"After I married Ji Ziang, Bill's surname was changed. He wants to study...of course he has to move here."

Is there anything strange about following Ji Ziang's surname?

Luo Lei yelled hysterically: "Ji hypocrisy, he robbed me of everything! I'm going to kill him!!!!!!"

Can Wen Xinnuan understand the pain in his heart?

"If you want to kill him, you can kill our mother and son first." Wen Xinnuan squeezed her fists, "You will only fight and kill in your life. Besides violence, what else will you use to solve the problem?"

"..."

"Luo Lei, you are an egomaniac with fists on your head!"

Luo Lei sneered coldly: "If I die, even if I am underground, I will die with regret."

When it came to the word death, Wen Xinnuan couldn't breathe, and felt distressed one after another.

"Wen Xinnuan, I'm not reconciled to my son taking his surname, not reconciled... You can't see his true face clearly. Not to be reconciled, until the day I die, you are still wronging me."

The words of death made Wen Xinnuan fearful and panicked.

It seemed that his life would not last long, as if he was really going to die...

"Luo Lei, stop saying such foolish things!"

Wen Xinnuan was so scared that she retreated to a six-legged cabinet, and the porcelain plate on display was knocked off.

Luo Lei sat on the bed, his face was extremely pale, maybe it was because of wearing a human skin mask, his lips were even paler, and he was haggard and bleeding like never before.

"Wen Xinnuan... I won't be so reconciled."

He coughed violently and said, "If I get better, one day, I will find you and prove to the whole world that I have changed."

Still looking for her?

"If I didn't look for you," his eyes fell on that leg, and he smiled wickedly, "it means I didn't get better, and I died."

Why is it okay? Why can't Wen Xinnuan understand what he means?Why is it always dragged to death?

Luo Lei pursed his firm lips...

If he was limping, he would never appear in front of her on crutches.

Not only would he not look for her, he would hide when he saw her!

Or, his arrogant self-esteem will not allow him to live with a disability. How long he can live is unknown.

The space became extremely silent in an instant, and a depressive atmosphere made people breathless.

The housekeeper knocked on the door, coughed and reminded: "Young Mistress, it's time to leave."

Wen Xinnuan came back to her senses suddenly, and looked at the clock on the wall...