his little luck

Chapter 552

Chapter 552
But now, Guan Xi is going to die by Xiao Jiuye's side...

Guan Xi's lips were a little pale.

Yesterday she was about to leave Mayo, and Mayo said that she would die if she left him, what did she think?

Even if she dies, she will leave.

Guan Xi felt that she was not afraid of death. If she was alone, she would die if she died. She was really not afraid.

But if she died, what about the little sundae?
Can she leave him alone?
Guan Xi's head is like a paste at the moment, but there is still a sweet smile on the corner of his lips, and he insists: "I... I know, but you also said that this is a matter of choice, I... If I If I don't choose to be with Xiao Jiuye, will I not die?"

Yun Lige looked at her quietly, and shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that if you are with Xiao Jiuye, you will die. So, Guan Xi, how do you go about the next step? consider carefully."

Guan Xi bit his lip heavily.

Biting hard.

His pale lips were almost bleeding from the bite of the white teeth.

"I see. I will plan it myself." Guan Xi said in a low voice, "Yun Lige, thank you for your care."

Being thanked, Yun Lige regained that haughty expression and snorted coldly.

Guan Xi bowed to Yun Lige and left the small apartment.

Yun Lige watched Guan Xi close the door.

His eyes slowly moved to the red invitation card that had just been thrown on the ground.

In the huge small apartment, the cold morning sun shines in through the white screen window in the living room. There is no temperature in the sun, and the room is cold.

Only the bright red bronzing invitation card on the ground seemed to be still warm.

Yun Lige walked to the side of the invitation card and slowly lowered his waist.

She picked up the invitation card, opened it, and stroked the words Fu Yuesheng with her slender fingers, her movements were gentle and tender, as if she was stroking her lover.

She told Guan Xi that she could see the future, which was an ability she had only after her last suicide, and that she couldn't see her own future.

But even if she can't see her future, she now knows that Fu Yuesheng is a poisonous man and cannot be contaminated.

Yun Lige looked at the invitation, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of her eye, slid down her pretty face, and soon dripped on the floor.

As if she had been greatly stimulated, she tore the invitation card in her hand to pieces, red pieces of paper fell on the ground...

This is not enough, the heart still hurts, it hurts so much.

So sad!
Yun Lige squatted down in pain, she panted sharply, out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of the fruit knife that had just been put back on the fruit plate, and trembling uncontrollably moved over.

Picking up the fruit knife with trembling hands, he stretched out his arms.

Her arm is very white, but there are many scars on it, one after another, not deep, like being scratched by a sharp weapon, the old wounds have not healed, and new wounds have been added...

Yun Lige didn't respond to those wounds, the sharp edge of the knife pointed at his arm, and he slashed without hesitation.

Bright red blood flowed from the fresh cut.

Warm red blood stained her vision.

Only at this time, it seems that the pain from her arm can offset the discomfort in her heart and make her feel better...

"Fu Yuesheng!" Yun Lige murmured.
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Just as Guan Xi was rushing to the Xiao mansion to look for the little sundae, the little sundae had already been taken by the butler to the Xiao Group building.

Butler Xiang hardly appeared in the Xiao Group, he brought the little sundae over, and the little girl at the front desk didn't know him either.

Steward Xiang didn't make things difficult for the little girl, he wanted to call Master Jiu before going up.

But the old man thought about it, and finally chose to call Li Tezhu.

The old man felt that when the young master came to find Master Jiu, he should surprise Master Jiu.

(End of this chapter)

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