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Chapter 223 You are a devil

Shan Yuwei's heart seemed to have been hit violently, and her whole body was so numb that she was about to lose consciousness, but she still took a shallow breath, fixed her eyes, forced back the tears in her eyes, and said with hatred and resentment. Said suddenly.

"Lu Zecheng, you are a devil."

Suddenly, a gust of palm wind blew past Shan Yuwei's ears, curling up a strand of long hair on her forehead, and the closet beside her made a loud 'bang', and the man's steel-like arms were propped beside her.

Shan Yuwei didn't fluctuate in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little, hehe, why did she turn into anger from embarrassment, compared to his cruelty, what she said was nothing but trivial to him, not worth mentioning at all.

Lu Zecheng's eyes darkened slightly, and his cold voice was filled with unprecedented anger, and he lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "I'm a devil, so what about you, Shan Yuwei, you're nothing worse than me."

At this moment, Shan Yuwei was not afraid of the furious Lu Zecheng, her calm almond eyes slightly turned sideways to him, showing a bright smile, and said sweetly, "Compared to you, Lu Zecheng is nothing compared to you, I may be a fool. "

Silly forbearance until now, silently guarding the one-acre three-point land in his heart, hoping that one day he can see her dedication, but it has developed to the present but it is already fighting each other.

Even if she wanted to say goodbye, she felt it was extravagant. After breaking up in this world, she couldn't even be friends.

How much love was then, how much hate is now.

It's more about hating myself, being so stupid and idiotic.

Lu Zecheng didn't like Dan Yuwei's eyes that seemed to see through everything, and a corner of his heart seemed to be missing. It was so empty that he couldn't grasp it, and his cold voice was tight, "What He Jinyan can give you, I can do the same." for you."

Why would you rather choose He Jinyan than stay by his side.

Some men's likes are as deep as the sea, as vast as the sky, and as unattainable as the wind. Lu Zecheng is a man whose feelings are hidden deeply. He never speaks or explains.

Because he was used to this pattern, he felt that Shan Yuwei should understand his thoughts in his cognition, but he was just too self-righteous, thinking that other people should understand it for granted.

Little did they know that Shan Yuwei actually didn't know anything, but even so, he was still the same Lu Zecheng, all his emotions were hidden in those bottomless dark eyes, and no one could peep at them.

Shan Yuwei can't control so much anymore, his mind is in a mess, he only thinks about how to get revenge on the man beside him, why she is dying in pain, but he can show that he doesn't care.

So she upset him with the worst words she could think of, "He's gentler than you, he's more understanding than you, he's more considerate than you, okay?"

"Okay, very good, Shan Yuwei, you are very good." Lu Zecheng's chest heaved slightly, he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to resist strangling the little woman next to him, she dared to say that He Jinyan was better than him .

The man who couldn't lift his hands and resist was no better than him.

"He's better than you in every way." At least it won't make her retreat and avoid her.

Shan Yu could feel how terrible Lu Zecheng looked at her, but she still stared at him without showing any sign of weakness. As the time passed, she thought for a long time that Lu Zecheng might reach out and want to teach him a lesson she.

In the end, he slowly lowered the hand supporting the closet, picked up the scattered clothes on the ground without saying a word, put them on, and left an inexplicable sentence before leaving.

"Shan Yuwei, if you can maintain this state, I will definitely wait and see."

After finishing speaking, the tall and straight figure disappeared into the house, and after a while there was a sound of closing the door.

Shan Yuwei looked like she was alive after a catastrophe, she was leaning on the closet as if she had collapsed, panting heavily, who said women's hearts were needles, she felt that men's hearts were unfathomable.

What does it mean to keep her in this state? Let's wait and see. Do you feel that you are not mad at her today and regret it?

No matter what, that matter was still concealed by her.

Shan Yu's hanging heart finally returned to her heart. She sat back on the edge of the bed tiredly, reached out to turn on the light, and the dark bedroom suddenly became bright as day, and she closed her eyes a little uncomfortable.

Slowly, Deng's eyes got used to this brightness, and then slowly opened, his eyes subconsciously looked towards the part that Lu Zecheng just hit.

The apex of his heart couldn't help trembling, Lu Zecheng didn't know how much force he used, he just punched a long crack on the solid wood door of the wardrobe, which looked particularly conspicuous and clear.

What kind of strange force is that to have such power? If that punch hadn't hit the wardrobe, and hit her face, it is estimated that her face would be dented.

Lu Zecheng was really scary.

Shan Yuwei looked at the crack and couldn't calm down for a long time. If he found out Ruirui's secret, she would rather get that punch, but Lu Zecheng didn't seem to have the habit of a big woman.

Fortunately, the face is saved, but the aggressive method is not successful every time, this time she is trying her luck, if Lu Zecheng really wants to be tough, he is already ready to smear the soles of his feet.

Shan Yu sat quietly for a while, and after her heartbeat calmed down, she glanced at the time on her phone, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, probably Rui Rui had fallen asleep by now.

Thinking that that little person must be sitting on the bed and constantly watching the door, waiting eagerly for her to go back, she felt guilty for a while.

Hey, I don't know when two people inked in the apartment for three hours.

Shan Yu tidied up her mood slightly, brought some daily necessities and planned to go back to the hospital to accompany Ruirui, so that her heart would be much more at ease.

She didn't know that a silver BMW bumped into a black Jaguar downstairs, and the two people's heads crossed. Although the two people in the car didn't roll down the windows, they both stopped tacitly.

The corner of Lu Zecheng's cool mouth curled up into a smug smile, he lightly stepped on the accelerator, and the car with excellent performance flew out like an arrow.

On the other side of the silver BMW, He Jinyan pinched the steering wheel tightly with his slender and clean fingers, and the veins on the back of his hand stretched little by little, as if he was enduring the great anger.

Lu Zecheng came out of Weiwei's apartment at this point, and what happened to the two of them is self-evident, but he didn't want to believe that Weiwei would accept Lu Zecheng, he was betting that Weiwei would not come out from the gate of the community.

But within half an hour, he saw the woman he was thinking of walking out of the gate holding a luggage bag.

At that moment, He Jinyan felt in his heart what it meant to feel ashamed, his throat was constantly tight and dry, and he had no reason to deceive himself.

(End of this chapter)