Chapter 912
Shi Xian turned her head speechlessly, and was held by Jiang Yuewei, unable to walk away. Her patience was limited, and she opened her lips indifferently: "Jiang Yuewei, let go."

Jiang Yuewei doesn't let go, she won't let go.

After finally waiting for Shi Xian to return to Jiang's house, and finally finding an opportunity to act, how could he miss it.

She slowly squatted down, and then put her face on Shi Xian's hand, tears spilled down without any scruple, soaking the back of her hand.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, what do you want me to do to forgive me? The child is gone, and I'm divorced too. Mom blames me, and I should blame me..."

Even though Jiang Yuewei was crying so badly, Shi Xian was still sure that she was pretending and acting.

The last time we met, she said that she would definitely come back to the Jiang family.

In order to come back, he had to perform this play in front of her, to make everyone in the house feel sorry and forgive him.

The means are really as crazy as ever.

"Jiang Yuewei, I don't have time to watch your acting, if you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude." Shi Xian glanced coldly at the crying woman who was out of breath.

Such a good crying scene, if she doesn't play the heroine of a bitter scene, she will be blind to the tears she shed just because she said it.

"Sister, you can hit me or scold me, at least it will make me feel better."

Jiang Yuewei raised her head, took Shi Xian's hand and hit her face.

Shi Xian tried his best to withdraw his hand, and the two of them saw each other.

She frowned and said, "Jiang Yuewei, are you sick? You used to wish I could die, but now you speak soft words, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face?"

"I'm already homeless. I grew up here. I don't know where I can go when I leave home. I have nothing. My sister, don't be angry with me again..."

Jiang Yuewei's posture was so low that she almost knelt down for Shi Xian.

"Jiang Yuewei, you and I know very well that we can't be sisters, and we can't be family members. What's the difference between wanting me to cooperate with you in acting, and daydreaming? Even if you wrestle, my hand has already been held by you It hurts, I can't bear you all the time."

After Shi Xian finished speaking displeasedly, she tried her best to break away from Jiang Yuewei's hand.

She was exposed, but Jiang Yuewei still acted correctly.

It was more serious than Shi Xian expected.

She wiped her palm on the ground fiercely, and soon blood flowed out.

With teary eyes, it looks so pitiful.

"I know you hate me and look down on me, but you can't deny my sincerity. I take you seriously as my sister. Even if you won't forgive me for a while, I'm willing to be punished."

In order to be able to return to the Jiang family, Jiang Yuewei really worked hard.

In the past, let alone apologizing to Shi Xian, she wouldn't even say a soft word.

Only in front of people can she show that gentle, generous, forbearing and sensible look.

"Jiang Yuewei, as I said, don't provoke me, don't you understand people's language?" Shi Xian looked at her with indifference on that delicate face.

When Jiang Yuewei wanted to pull Shi Xian's hand again, Amu stepped forward, and he stood in front, unceremoniously warning Jiang Yuewei who had a lot of drama.

"Do it, you can't move me, so stay calm."

Shi Xian turned around and went straight in, ignoring Jiang Yuewei who was possessed by a showman.

"Sister... please forgive me..."

Jiang Yuewei yelled heart-piercingly. If she hadn't known that Jiang's house was under surveillance, she wouldn't have acted so devotedly.

After entering the house.

Although Shi Xian's face was cold, she didn't ignore Jiang Lan.

"Xianxian is here, come here quickly." Jiang Lan waved to her with a smile.

Shi Xian didn't speak, and walked over directly.

 Thank you for your support~

  I'm so tired, I'm here today~

  Good night~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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