Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

"Hehe, haven't I always been a pervert in your heart?"

As soon as the voice fell, an uneasy big hand went into her clothes and stuck it on her delicate skin.

Qianxia was slightly sluggish, and his back suddenly tightened, "hey... How can you do this!!"

"Huh? No, can I? " Night Shengyan gently raised his eyebrows, and his joking eyes flashed. His big hand had slowly attacked her chest from her back.

"Asshole, get your hands off!"

"Don't..."

At the same time, Luo Wei, who was standing on the balcony of another bedroom, looked at the room with the lights on without expression, listened to the vague laughter in her ears, and her heart sank with her eyes.

Slowly drooping her long eyelashes, she turned and returned to the house.

Hiding in the darkness of a room, she groped on the table, took out a fruit knife, stuck to the cold wall, and squatted down slowly.

In the blurred line of sight, only some subtle sounds were heard. After a moment, the originally precipitated air diffused a strong smell of blood, spreading bit by bit.

"Ah..."

A shrill scream cut through the silence of the night.

Almost in an instant, hearing the voice, ye Shengyan Huoran stood up, and the demon's eyes couldn't help opening, "Luo Wei?"

"What happened to her? Go and have a look... "Qian Xia sat up in a panic, picked up the clothes on the ground and pushed him," go quickly, I'll come right away. "

"Yes." Night Shengyan tightened his eyebrows and rushed out.

When he opened the door, ye Shengyan was surprised by the scene in front of him.

In the blurred line of sight, the place in the eye is full of crimson. The walls, the ground and the sheets are full of blood. In the middle of this frightened scene, Luo Wei held the knife in one hand and looked at his bleeding wrist with dull eyes.

"Luo Wei..."

At the moment she looked up, ye Shengyan could hardly be described in words.

What a desperate look it was looking at him.

He stepped forward and turned on the light in the room, and the things in front of him became clear. Only then did he see Luo Wei, who had almost become a blood man. On the two slender arms, several shocking wounds were gushing blood. The pure white skirt on the body had already been dyed dark red, and the black hair scattered on the shoulders was soaked with blood and cluttered on the back.

Luo Wei was trembling all over, but his eyes became quiet after seeing ye Shengyan.

"Lowe, what are you doing?"

Ye Shengyan looked at her incredulously, walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand and stopped in mid air, but didn't dare to touch her.

"Yan..."

Luo Wei's voice was so hoarse that she could hardly make a sound. Her eyes full of tears were already a broken despair. Her delicate little face was pale and bloodless. She was trembling and trembling all over.

Ye Shengyan breathed hard, frowned tightly, and his eyes trembled. "What are you doing?"

He couldn't help raising the volume, but his voice was a little out of tune because it was stretched to the extreme.

"Is it true?" Luo Wei gently shook his head and stared at him for a moment. Tears were spreading on his face. "Sister... Xiaoche is not your child, and sister committed suicide because she can't accept that fact?"

The night Saint Yan Huoran stagnated, "how do you..."

"Why... Why is it like this..."

Luo Wei lowered his head in a panic and suddenly smiled.