790 The Finale 14
The pain was so bad that I couldn't even breathe.

Some guests have long forgotten here.

But dare not speak.

Wang Ru's face completely darkened.

Ye Simu stood behind Mo Chuluo.

Watching her mechanical movements distressedly.

She must have been extremely depressed.

"Am I still like her now? Brother..."

Belle Lin had short, messy hair.

She cut off her long hair.

Not a single leeway was left.

Looking at the dazed Mo Chuluo.

She raised the scissors.

He was determined to stab him in the face.

"Little one, that's enough!!"

Ye Simu held the blade.

Blood spilled from his palm.

"Your face was given to you by your parents.

Why bother ruining her for irrelevant reasons? "

Bei Ruolin looked at the blood on his hand as if waking up from a dream.

Wow crying and let go.

She shook her head.

I don't understand how it got to this point.

Seeing her almost collapsed.

Mo Chuluo suddenly recalled what O Zenan had told him.

"Sooner or later, you will destroy her."

"Ruolin..."

He walked over like sleepwalking.

He just wanted to hold her in his arms.

Stop her crying.

Belle Lin took a step back.

waved his hand away.

"Mochulo.

I don't owe you any more.

You are not my brother.

I'm not your sister either.

I'm not Xiaoqian either.

Please keep this in mind. "

Her eyes were determined.

The tone is decisive.

It seemed to be a final farewell.

Wang Ru breathed a sigh of relief.

raised his voice.

"It's fine.

The wedding is about to begin.

Wang Meng! !Wang Meng! !
Don't rush to deal with the blood.

So are you going to stay and watch the wedding or..."

"These things have nothing to do with you."

Ye Simu stared at her coldly.

She hugged Belloline protectively.

(End of this chapter)

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