The road to blackening of the fast-traversing disease

Chapter 40 The Devil Under the Warm Skin (52)

She slapped herself backhanded, and a red mark suddenly appeared on her pale skin. Tang Ci quickly grabbed her hands and asked her to stop this self-harming behavior.

He wanted to free his grasped hand, but because he hadn't eaten for a few days, he didn't have any strength at all, and then the two of them fell from the wheelchair and fell to the ground.

In the end, Luan Jin was successfully pushed down by Tang Ci on the porcelain board, clasping her hand tightly, panting heavily, this woman can really make a fuss, "What's the use of you doing this? You can do it other than hide here and self-isolate." What are you doing? Tell me!"

When she spoke the latter, her voice became a little louder uncontrollably, her almond eyes were bloodshot, it could be seen that she was out of breath.

With a hideous face in front of her, Luan Jin's pale lips squirmed, and her black hair fluttered to the ground like a blooming lotus flower, which further set off that delicate face as pale as paper.

The slender and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and the late tears slipped down the corners of the eyes, disappeared into the hair, and disappeared.

Feeling hurt by the girl's miserable appearance and silent tears, her eyes were reddish, she leaned forward, and whispered into the girl's ear, "Your biggest mistake was to take the surname Luan, but since you have the surname Luan, you will You must shoulder your responsibilities, you are so cowardly... you will not end well."

Her words undoubtedly gave Luan Jin a fatal blow. In fact, in Luan's house, without the old man's protection, she was nothing, and she couldn't even protect herself.

The Luan family is like an invisible shackle that traps her, just because her surname is Luan, so this unbearable responsibility, even if she is crushed to death, must be borne.

Luan Jin moved forward stiffly, hugged her neck, and buried her face into her neck, like a helpless child, softly hoarse, "Tangtang..."

This sound contained too many emotions, Tang Ci hugged it back, the tip of her nose was surrounded by a familiar breath, like cedar in December, it was clean, and it also made her nose sore, hugging the cool and slender body in her arms tightly .

sugar sugar.

When she was a child, that soft ball had been chasing after her buttocks, calling Tangtang sweetly, it was always her deepest softness, it was branded in her heart and could not be erased or forgotten.

In the girl's ear, she uttered the most gentle words in her life, "Don't be afraid, I'm here..."

Sorry, I was not here when you needed me most.

Now, I can't help you when you are most helpless.

In this world, I can only encourage you to stand up when you fall, but I cannot help you up.
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Five years later

"Entertainment news reports that the heir to the Luan family, a business tycoon, is young, but many companies have won the competition. He is worthy of being the heir to the Luan family. There are indeed a lot of talents..."

The girl in the camera is wearing olive green loose casual clothes, which don't make people feel fat, but set off her slender figure, and her noble temperament makes the clothes more classy, ​​cool and restrained.

The big sunglasses covered most of her delicate face, and the slightly curly black hair was tied down, showing a bit of laziness and casualness, with a few strands of hair hanging down on her forehead, beautiful like a noble ink painting.

She was surrounded by many bodyguards, and those crazy reporters seemed to want to break through the barriers of the bodyguards. After all, the heir of the Luan family was so mysterious, as long as they could catch a little bit of information, they would be popular. Each question was harsh and sharp, but no one could break through.

(End of this chapter)