Chapter 231 Duplicity (3)
A stranger came into the family inexplicably, and the other party knew everything about her situation. At that time, He Rongrong had only one thought, which was to escape.run away.

After washing off the clothes on her body, she walked to the bed tremblingly, and tentatively asked, "Do you need some red wine, Young Master San?"

Wang Ruofeng looked at the young, plump and tender body, stretched out his arms and pulled her into his arms, and smiled mischievously: "I don't like drinking."

He Rongrong was startled and frightened, her face was pale with fright.She froze and didn't dare to move, but felt that his hand was like a knife, sharply sliding across the delicate skin.

"Are you afraid?" Wang Ruofeng said with a look of pity, and the strength in his hands seemed to crush her.

He Rongrong was in pain, gritted her teeth and tried not to reveal anything: "No, Third Young Master thinks too much."

Wang Ruofeng pinched her chin leisurely, looking straight into her eyes with sharp eyes: "Is there a lot?"

"No... not much." The more He Rongrong struggled, the more amazing the strength in his hands became.

Wang Ruofeng looked at her desperate look with satisfaction, let go of her hand, and smiled contemptuously: "Go."

"Third Young Master, wait a moment." He Rongrong bent down on the edge of the bed, coughed violently, and stood up tremblingly, as if she had been pardoned.She pretended to tie up her hair with something, and when he was not paying attention, she quickly got more than ten milliliters of pure aconitine in her hand.

Last night that person only said it was poison on the phone, He Rongrong was worried, and secretly searched the Internet before realizing that the bottle contained aconitine.

The last time she came back from Jiasheng Resort Hotel, she kept thinking about what to do if Wang Ruofeng really wanted to kill herself.After much deliberation, she couldn't think of any other way, so the mysterious stranger sent her poison.

Wang Ruofeng's guess was right, she really wanted to run, especially when she saw that he entered the community casually and unlocked the password of her door lock, her desire to escape was even stronger.

Jian Yunrong has now fully integrated into university life, and her enthusiasm for her is no more than before, which makes her feel a lot of pressure.

Carefully pour the red wine, she was afraid that the suspicious Wang Ruofeng would see his flaws, so she drank half of the bottle first after thinking about it.Then he poured the rest into two cups evenly, and added a third of a bottle of aconitine to one of the cups, dawdling not to go upstairs.

Wang Ruofeng had no patience. After waiting for a long time without her going upstairs, he lazily got up and went downstairs to find her.

When he reached the stairs, he vaguely saw her sitting alone at the bar counter, her cheeks were rosy and very attractive, and her breath suddenly stagnated.

I have to say that He Rongrong who doesn't wear clothes is indeed a stunner.

With an evil smile on his lips, he walked down the winding stairs with heavy steps, walked to the bar and sat down, took a glass of red wine and drank it down in one gulp.Seeing her surprise, he couldn't help but picked up another glass, raised his head and drank it all, and followed the order: "Help me unbutton my shirt."

Just as he was thinking, Wang Ruofeng's movements suddenly stopped, and he fell off the sofa with a painful expression.

He Rongrong was horrified, got up immediately, and hid aside in a hurry.

Wang Ruofeng rolled on the ground for a while, and struggled to get out the phone. Before he could unlock it, He Rongrong suddenly raised the lamp in his hand and slammed it at his hand.At the same time as the crystal desk lamp shattered, Wang Ruofeng's mobile phone flew out.

"Bitch..." He curled up on the ground uncomfortably, his breathing became short and slow, and his limbs slowly twitched and stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye.In the end, the tingling pain of bone erosion spread all over the body in an instant.

He Rongrong covered her mouth in fear, flinched to get his cell phone, and climbed back upstairs in one breath.

Putting on his clothes at a loss, the mobile phone on the dressing table suddenly rang loudly.

He Rongrong was so frightened that she almost lost her breath, and took back her mobile phone in a panic, and saw that the number was the one from last night, as if a drowning person grasped at straws, she hurriedly connected: "Hello."

On this end, Song Qingshan squinted at Jian Weiwei's exercise, and asked casually, "Is he with you?"

"He... seems to be dead. What should I do?" He Rongrong was terrified, and incoherently recounted what happened just now, and asked anxiously, "Will I be sentenced?"

"You did a good job! Now you just need to stay in the bedroom and don't go out, don't worry about other things." Song Qingshan raised the corners of his lips happily, and in his cold and hard tone, he unconsciously revealed a trace of gentleness: "Tomorrow someone will give you Give me your passport, stay at home tonight and don’t go out.”

"But..." He Rongrong's scalp felt numb at the thought of being in the same room with a dead person.

"It's nothing but, you do as I say." Song Qingshan saw Jian Weiwei approaching him flirtatiously from the corner of his eyes, a momentary disgust flashed across his face, and he quickly ended the call.

On the other end of the phone, He Rongrong stared at the phone anxiously, got up and locked the door, and then moved the dressing table to the back of the door.

After doing all this, she rested for a while out of breath, and boundless fear struck her heart again.

Wang Ruofeng's ferocious death was magnified in his mind over and over again, especially the hatred in those eyes, which seemed to swallow her up at any time.

After about an hour, or longer, there were a few muffled sounds downstairs.She shivered and hid in the closet, closing her eyes helplessly.She hid for a whole day and night. In the morning, she came out of the closet with a numb expression. Just as she was about to get up, she fell hard.

With a "bang", her head hit the makeup chair heavily, causing a big bag in an instant.

She rubbed her head and struggled to stand up, vaguely remembering Wang Ruofeng who died in the living room, and couldn't help squatting down on the ground again, crying loudly out of fear.

Weeping heartbroken, the phone rang again.The person on the other end of the phone only said that the downstairs had been cleaned up and the passport was placed on the coffee table before hanging up.

He Rongrong wiped away tears in doubt, and with great effort, moved the dressing table and opened the door, and walked downstairs step by step.

She didn't dare to go downstairs directly, but stood in the middle of the spiral staircase with weak legs and looked down.

The living room was cleaned up very cleanly, as if what happened yesterday was nothing but a nightmare.

Letting out a sigh of relief, she ran down quickly, aiming for the coffee table.The man did not break his promise, and really sent her a passport, but the name was not her.

Even though she just killed someone yesterday, she really didn't have the guts to let her leave the country with a fake passport.

Throwing away the passport, she seemed to think of something, turned her head and ran back upstairs to remove the mobile phone card, and threw it into the toilet in the bathroom with a cold body.

Numbly watching the phone card being flushed into the sewer, she tilted her head and stared at herself in the mirror, who was neither human nor ghost, then trotted downstairs, took her luggage and fled quickly.

The next few days were calm, and Jiang Muchen and others who were waiting for Wang Ruofeng to continue his actions were all deeply surprised.

(End of this chapter)

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