Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

The poison on Dongfang Shijin can only be made by the most powerful poison making family. The most powerful poison making family in the world... Is the Lu family, and it must not be Lucifer. Otherwise, why would Lucifer give her the antidote

Therefore, the only explanation is Lu Jingshen.

Moreover, Lu Jingshen also has a very good reason to do it.

Because Dongfang Shijin took Ye Qingcheng away from him.

Ye Qingcheng's face was as pale as paper, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of his soul.

"Yes, it's me," admitted Lu Jingshen, "and now, he should have late symptoms. Within a week, he can completely bid farewell to the world."

"..." Ye Qingcheng's face was almost impossible to see the extreme. For a week

A week

"How on earth will you give me the antidote?" Ye Qingcheng's eyes hurt a little. "Lu Jingshen... Why did you... Become like this in?"

"I've changed, haven't you, Qingcheng," Lu Jingshen looked at her. Of course, the position of his heart is also painful. This is the only woman he loves most, but she has fallen in love with another man in these times.

How can Lu Jingshen not feel heartache!

Ye Qingcheng stood there and her tears fell down at once - she admitted that tears were useless, but she also hated the feeling of... Powerlessness.

"What on earth do you want me to do before you give me the antidote?"

Ye Qingcheng's voice was trembling.

"There is no antidote," Lu Jingshen forced himself to take back his sadness. "Ye Qingcheng, how many things are you willing to do for him that I can't think of?"

“……”

Ye Qingcheng stood there, shaking his head but became powerless, "Lu Jingshen, you know me best... You know... Some things, if you can't go back, you really can't go back, just like the heart I gave out, you can't take it back long ago..."

Lu Jingshen sat there, clutching the glass cup with both hands, but ye Qingcheng stopped looking at him

"Bang -"

The glass cup broke and blood came out of his hands.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, but ye Qingcheng's eyes looked to the other side.

Lu Jingshen's tall body suddenly got up, and the maid behind him followed his footsteps. Ye Qingcheng sat alone in this scary hall, but there was no way

As time went by, ye Qingcheng sat there, almost anxious.

Lu Jingshen now keeps her here... She has less and less time to go to the black market.

Ye Qingcheng stood up and walked to the side of the gate. All the employees were there. No one spoke to her

"Miss, our young master hasn't eaten yet. Would you like to go there?"

At this time, a maid in a long skirt came down from upstairs. The gloomy hall was full of cold smell

Ye Qingcheng hurried up. Upstairs was a large room, with a long dining table, black silk tablecloth, and the candlestick on the table jumping with light

Lu Jingshen sat there, a pair of deep hole eyes looking at his position.

Naturally, ye Qingcheng saw him, hesitated for a few minutes, and still walked over.

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