Chapter 194 The Last Grace! (5)

Jiang Churan interrupted her suddenly: "Who taught you your flying knife?"

Yang Meier was stunned for a moment, her heart sank sharply, she looked at him in disbelief, and said unwillingly:
"My lord, is this why you came to see me?"

Jiang Churan looked at her coldly like a stranger without saying a word.

His acquiescence made Yang Meier finally unbearable and completely collapsed.

With a sound of "ah", she grabbed everything in the cell like crazy and smashed everything she saw, wooden bed, low stool,

There were also untouched meals brought by the jailer, each of which was slammed on the ground by her,

All of a sudden, the sound of ping, ping, pong, pong, pong, pong, pong, seemed to be vented out of the resentment and anger that had been accumulated for a long time.

The jailer was about to step forward to intervene, but Jiang Churan waved his hand lightly to stop him.

The jailer bowed and retreated, Jiang Churan silently watched Yang Meier smash things, until, at this very moment, she needed to vent.

Yang Meier was finally exhausted, she hadn't eaten anything for a few days, and she had no energy at all.
After such a toss, the whole body seemed to collapse, leaning against the solid wall weakly, and slowly slumped to the ground.

She sat in the corner with her hair disheveled, her hands hugging her knees, tears streaming down her eyes silently.

Jiang Churan has never seen her like this before. In his impression, Yang Meier has always been charming and charming,

She will always have that lovable and soft appearance, with an unyielding energy in her bones,
He had never been so embarrassed and helpless like today, and he felt sorry for him for a moment, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

He sighed and said with a wry smile: "Meier, if I knew today, why bother?"

This sentence made Yang Mei'er's tears fall even more fiercely, she bit her lower lip tightly, and finally couldn't restrain herself from crying bitterly.

Jiang Churan looked at her silently without making a sound.

Finally, Yang Meier cried enough.

She slowly raised her eyes that were red and swollen from crying, looked at him with red and swollen eyes, and said with a sneer:
"Don't you want to know who taught me how to use a throwing knife?
OK, I'll tell you now.No one taught me, the flying knife was practiced by myself. "

Jiang Churan's expression was unpredictable, making it impossible to guess his mood at the moment.

(End of this chapter)

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