Love You To The Bones

Fang Yanrong didn't dare to cry out in pain. She curled up at the foot of the bed. Her face was pale and her lips trembled. "Brother Zichuan, are you still blaming me for not holding my sister? Sorry, it's my fault. It's all my fault. I don't blame you for pressing the Fang family into bankruptcy. I don't blame you for kicking me, but... You should let me know what it is for.

Even if you want to sentence me to death, you have to let me know what crime I have committed. "

The man who looked down at her, because he laughed, lengsen's voice trembled.

"After the accident, although there was congestion to suppress the brain nerve, I didn't lose memory! The reason why I lost memory selectively was because of your first-hand control. Am I right?"

"Six years ago, you framed Fang Xiaoran everywhere, framed your sister who grew up with you, and even made my father become a vegetable; six years later, you hurt me for more than six years of amnesia for your own selfish desires. You are really a good means!

Now, Fang Xiaoran is missing and her life and death are unknown. Do you think you can still live well? "

Fang Yanrong was terrified when she heard the speech. Her tears fell and cried out, "brother Zichuan, I didn't. I really never wanted to kill your father, my sister, or your memory loss. I don't know what will happen in the end... I just want to love you well, I just want you to love me well!

Brother Zichuan, I really don't want my sister to die. I just think that if my sister is gone, you can find my good and put me in your heart.

Since my sister can't find it back, you can take me as your sister, okay? Let me stay with you every day and serve you as an ox and horse. Just think I'm atoning for my sister's death! "

Shen Zichuan couldn't hear that Fang Xiaoran was dead. After suffering for many days, his body was already at the end of a crossbow. In front of him, he was black and his tall body was shaky. Like a broken kite, he was about to fall down on the floor.

"Brother Zichuan!"

Seeing that Shen Zichuan's face was not right, song Zijian rushed up, dragged the seat and connected Shen Zichuan's falling tall body.

"What's the matter with Mr. Shen?"

Shen Baigang unscrewed the door, heard the noise, rushed in quickly, frowned and pulled Fang Yanrong, who was about to pounce on Shen Zichuan with tears, threw her back to the hospital bed, disgusted and didn't want to see more.

If this white lotus hadn't been around Mr. Shen, there wouldn't have been so many troubles.

Perhaps Mr. Shen and his wife have long been reconciled, and their feelings are smooth and sweet.

The man lying in the seat coughed hurriedly. For a long time, he calmed his breathing, slowly turned his eyes to Fang Yanrong, who was shrinking on the hospital bed, hooked his lower lip and smiled at the side of his lip. It was so cold that he could freeze the cracks of human bones into ice dregs.

"Fang Yanrong, heaven has a good reincarnation! Since you used to play tricks and don't hesitate to practice yourself, you have to send Fang Xiaoran to prison. Today, I'll send you to a prison that only holds men."

After listening to the cold words, Fang Yanrong was almost frightened.

Where would she survive?

Suddenly raised his head and looked at Shen Zichuan's cold, sharp line of sight. Instantly, his face was bloodless with fear, and his tears couldn't stop flowing madly.

"No, no, brother Zichuan, please, I don't want to go to prison. Don't send me to prison, okay? Just let me go this time. I swear, I won't dare to do anything to hurt you or sorry you again!"

Shen Zichuan closed his eyes and smiled wildly.

"You hurt the only woman I care about. The sin is not redeemable!"

In a word, Fang Yanrong's future life is comparable to human purgatory.

Shen Bai acted quickly. He immediately called several strong young men and divided them into two. He tied Fang Yanrong, who was still unwilling, out of the ward, out of the door of the hospital, stuffed him into a black car and rushed to the police station.

Fang Yanrong has a lot of evidence of her evil deeds in recent years, which is enough for this vicious white lotus to sit through the bottom of the prison.

Wan Jiyang had long been angry with Shen Zichuan. When he learned that his old classmate asked him to treat Yanrong well, he was not polite. He immediately sent Fang Yanrong to the male prison where he had been detained for more than ten years.

Considering that Fang Yanrong may not be able to bear it, she only arranged a few male prisoners to share a room with her. As for what bad situation will happen, that's what Fang Yanrong needs to consider and bear.

When she finally broke away from humiliation and dirty waste and returned to the separate prison room where she lived, Fang Yanrong was dying. She had long lost her noble and elegant appearance of a lady and was no different from other disheartened prisoners.

Lying on the narrow rigid bed, it hurt her all over, but she had no choice but to bite her teeth and bear it.

The Fang family was destroyed overnight by Shen Zichuan. She was sent to prison. Her father and mother couldn't withstand such a big blow. They all fell down and survived in the hospital.

No one can help her anymore. She can only help herself!

When she recovered a little strength, Fang Yanrong dragged her tingling body into the bathroom to wash the body with stains.

Washed clean, waiting for a new round of devastation tomorrow.

Those cheap men, pressed on her, have ugly faces. How disgusting!

But what can we do?

Shen Zichuan doesn't love her. He believes that she has hurt the only woman in his heart, which is bound to make her live worse than death.

But in fact, Fang Xiaoran can be framed by her every time. Can she only be blamed?

If Shen Zichuan could trust Xiaoran more, how could she frame her every time?

The root cause lies in Shen Zichuan himself.

Unfortunately, the situation is not as good as people. The fault of the two people has become all the responsibility, which is ironic enough!

Fang Yanrong's mouth was filled with a gloomy sneer. She put on her coat and bent down to put on her pants. Suddenly, there was a sound outside. Then, the door of the bathroom opened with a squeak.

"Who?"

Fang Yanrong turned her head coldly. She saw clearly who the man came in. For a moment, her face was as white as snow, her legs kept shaking, she couldn't stand stably, and fell down on the wet and cold floor.

The man glanced at her faintly and sneered, "don't worry, Shen Zichuan despised you. You'll completely lose the capital to talk about conditions here. Even if you strip away and beg me for abuse, I'm not interested in what to do to you."

The man is tall and has long legs. Half of his face hidden in the shadow is as cold as a knife. He has the bearing of being no less than Shen Zichuan, but Fang Yanrong is afraid and frightened.

I just feel that every inch of my skin is gently brushed by a long whip, which is sticky on my body, painful and disgusting.

She had a dumb voice and a broken low smile. "Since I lost my use value, what are you doing here?"

In the rapidly shrinking pupils, Fang Yanrong saw the man move two tall and slender legs and walk slowly towards her.

As he approached, she retreated with trembling, her heart covered with despair and fear.

"Stop, don't come here, don't come here again, please, even if I beg you, okay?"