Chapter 298 The Cruelest Lie (2)
What was recorded?
Qiu Yanzhu picked it up curiously, and clicked on the red button...
"It's just a woman, she dies when she dies..."
In the ear, there is a deep and magnetic male voice, like a bottomless black hole, full of fatal temptation, which can suck people into it instantly.
But the cold, ruthless and indifferent tone in his tone is like a bucket of ice water in winter, making people unable to avoid it, and his whole body is frozen stiff.
These words made her heart sink halfway suddenly, and her fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably.
She recognized this voice, this voice that made her so obsessed, she will never forget it for the rest of her life!
The recorder continued to flash, playing what the man said next.
The following words just confirmed her conjecture.
"When did I, Gu Mozhi, ever lack a woman? Even if she doesn't die, I should be tired of playing by now..."
That's right, it was indeed Gu Mozhi's voice.
His voice is very characteristic, it is difficult for anyone to imitate.
He was right, Gu Mozhi just hooked his fingers, and there would be a lot of women rushing towards him, so naturally there would be no shortage of women.
However, the "she" in the words refers to her Qiu Yanzhu, right?
So she has always been a plaything in his heart?
The recording was still going on, and every word was like a knife cutting into her flesh and blood.
This feeling is like Ling Chi.
"Recently, there is a woman who is not bad, very suitable for my appetite... The reason why I dominated that woman before was because I have never tasted the taste of other women..."
After the recording was put here, Qiu Yanzhu was already in a trance.
"If you die, you die", "I'm tired of playing", "it suits my taste"... These words, which were extremely cruel to her, kept circling in her mind, combined into a sharp arrow, and pierced her chest. heart.
She was no longer sure what she heard, but she no longer had the courage to listen to the words that followed.
Almost subconsciously, the recorder was thrown to the ground like a hot potato.
The recording pen collided with the floor, bounced a few times, and finally fell under the sofa.
At the same time, the voice in the recorder stopped abruptly.
Finally, those voices that hurt her to the bone ceased, and she limp and limp on the bed.
The long nails dug into the palm of her hand vigorously, and the deeper and deeper pain finally brought her consciousness back little by little, and she calmed down.
Why did he say that?Is it all from his heart?
No, not possible!
Just thinking of this possibility, Qiu Yanzhu shook her head vigorously, she was unwilling to admit this conjecture.
Also, who put the recorder on her?
Gu Mozhi?
Impossible, if he really wanted to dump her, wouldn't it be better to tell her himself.Why bother, recorded the sound, and put it on her again?
Qiu Yanzhu, who gradually calmed down, got up from the bed again, lay down on the sofa where the recording pen had just fallen, knelt on the ground, and reached out to take it out again.
After calming down, I clicked the "Start" button again.
"It's just a woman, she dies when she dies..."
I had already made enough preparations, but when I heard this, somewhere in my heart still hurt.
Recording continues.
"It's just because I haven't tasted the taste of other women..."
She just thought that the recording ended here, but in fact there was still a second to go.
It was another person's voice.
(End of this chapter)
What was recorded?
Qiu Yanzhu picked it up curiously, and clicked on the red button...
"It's just a woman, she dies when she dies..."
In the ear, there is a deep and magnetic male voice, like a bottomless black hole, full of fatal temptation, which can suck people into it instantly.
But the cold, ruthless and indifferent tone in his tone is like a bucket of ice water in winter, making people unable to avoid it, and his whole body is frozen stiff.
These words made her heart sink halfway suddenly, and her fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably.
She recognized this voice, this voice that made her so obsessed, she will never forget it for the rest of her life!
The recorder continued to flash, playing what the man said next.
The following words just confirmed her conjecture.
"When did I, Gu Mozhi, ever lack a woman? Even if she doesn't die, I should be tired of playing by now..."
That's right, it was indeed Gu Mozhi's voice.
His voice is very characteristic, it is difficult for anyone to imitate.
He was right, Gu Mozhi just hooked his fingers, and there would be a lot of women rushing towards him, so naturally there would be no shortage of women.
However, the "she" in the words refers to her Qiu Yanzhu, right?
So she has always been a plaything in his heart?
The recording was still going on, and every word was like a knife cutting into her flesh and blood.
This feeling is like Ling Chi.
"Recently, there is a woman who is not bad, very suitable for my appetite... The reason why I dominated that woman before was because I have never tasted the taste of other women..."
After the recording was put here, Qiu Yanzhu was already in a trance.
"If you die, you die", "I'm tired of playing", "it suits my taste"... These words, which were extremely cruel to her, kept circling in her mind, combined into a sharp arrow, and pierced her chest. heart.
She was no longer sure what she heard, but she no longer had the courage to listen to the words that followed.
Almost subconsciously, the recorder was thrown to the ground like a hot potato.
The recording pen collided with the floor, bounced a few times, and finally fell under the sofa.
At the same time, the voice in the recorder stopped abruptly.
Finally, those voices that hurt her to the bone ceased, and she limp and limp on the bed.
The long nails dug into the palm of her hand vigorously, and the deeper and deeper pain finally brought her consciousness back little by little, and she calmed down.
Why did he say that?Is it all from his heart?
No, not possible!
Just thinking of this possibility, Qiu Yanzhu shook her head vigorously, she was unwilling to admit this conjecture.
Also, who put the recorder on her?
Gu Mozhi?
Impossible, if he really wanted to dump her, wouldn't it be better to tell her himself.Why bother, recorded the sound, and put it on her again?
Qiu Yanzhu, who gradually calmed down, got up from the bed again, lay down on the sofa where the recording pen had just fallen, knelt on the ground, and reached out to take it out again.
After calming down, I clicked the "Start" button again.
"It's just a woman, she dies when she dies..."
I had already made enough preparations, but when I heard this, somewhere in my heart still hurt.
Recording continues.
"It's just because I haven't tasted the taste of other women..."
She just thought that the recording ended here, but in fact there was still a second to go.
It was another person's voice.
(End of this chapter)
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