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

"I don't want to see him at all, and I don't want to know about him at all..." Wen Xinnuan's voice became hoarse, "It has nothing to do with me how he is doing."

"..."

"I don't know him anymore."

Since you don't know each other, why are you still crying?

The sad atmosphere was so oppressive that Jing Jiaren couldn't breathe. She opened her mouth several times, but she didn't know what to say.

"Hang up." Luo Lei's violent voice suddenly resounded, "Jing Popo, I tell you to hang up, hang up!"

The big bed shook violently again. Luo Lei couldn't snatch the phone away, so he bumped his head against the wall again.

The dull voice was like a fist hitting Jing Jiaren's heart...

"Hang up, Mrs. Jing Jia, I tell you to hang up!"

He could only speak these two sentences back and forth, like a mechanical puppet being wound up.

Repeating the same words, the same actions...

The sound of banging the head against the wall became more and more serious every time.

"You all stop him!"

The servant pressed Luo Lei's shoulder, but was thrown away by him. His strength was suddenly strong and fierce, and frightening flames spewed out from his eyes.

As if wishing to die immediately.

Jing Jiaren understood the seriousness of the matter: "I'm dead, I'm going to die now. Luo Lei, don't hit me."

"Hang up..."

Luo Lei's forehead was dripping with blood, and his eyes were empty and blurred.

Jing Jiaren didn't have time to say goodbye to Wen Xinnuan, so she hung up the phone immediately...

"You see, Luo Lei, I'm hanging up."

"Hang up!"

"I really hung up." In order to show that she hung up, Jing Jiaren threw her phone on the bed, "Don't bump into it."

Luo Lei's body finally paused, and he was terribly quiet for an instant, and then kicked off the phone in an instant.

The phone fell onto the bed, and Luo Lei struggled to get up, ignoring the forceful resistance of several servants to get out of bed.

I can't understand my hands with anesthesia, one foot is sprained, and blood is still oozing from my forehead...

He walked with difficulty, walked to the mobile phone, stepped on it, and crushed it hard.

The injured foot supported the body on one leg, precariously.

He is famous for his iron foot, and now there is only one left, and the other is useless.

Luo Lei pursed his lips, his face pale as death.

He stepped on the mobile phone hard, so he heard the sound of breaking, and he was reconciled to the fact that a mobile phone was trampled into wreckage.

It seems... the phone is completely broken, and Wen Xinnuan will not see him in a mess again...

His strength was exhausted, and the injured leg could no longer hold on. He knelt on the ground with one foot, cold sweat dripping down his face, and his hair was wet with blood and sweat.

The tall body knelt there, trembled a few times, and fell to the ground.

Not only Jing Jiaren, but all the servants were shocked to see this scene...

Luo Lei was finally tired, his eyes closed in pain, and his whole body showed a state of severe pain.

In Jing Jiaren's view, he has become so fragile and vulnerable.

"sorry."

Jing Jiaren let out a choked voice in a low voice.She didn't know if she had done something wrong again.

Luo Lei scratched his voice: "Go away."

"The truth is, you played roulette with Ji Ziang a few years ago, and you lost. Ji Ziang shot a bullet in the head and almost died. This bullet is the most important reason for your amnesia." Jing Jia He said in one breath, "Ji Ziang also injected poison into Bill, and only he has the antidote that can prolong Bill's life... It is also because of this that you let go of Xinnuan back then."