The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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This shot was shot before Gu Juxi's people came in. This shot was blocked when it was almost possible to end all the shootouts.

So this shot made almost everyone stunned.

Ye Yuwei held Sissi and pressed her little head to her shoulders to prevent her from seeing this scene, and Wenlan's approach shocked her.

The shot was obviously hitting the heart, and her clothes had been stained with blood.

Wen Jie was guarded by Gu Tianmu and looked down at Wen Lan who fell to the ground.

"Wen Lan." Wen Jie hurriedly squatted down to support the person in his arms, watching her chest continue to use blood.

"Mommy." Ye Xicheng stepped down from Nalan Chunbo and hugged Ye Yuwei's leg tightly in the past. He didn't cry, but the tight body showed that he was indeed afraid.

Ye Yuwei hugged her daughter with one hand, and pressed Ye Xicheng's small body on her lap with one hand, even her hand was shaking.

Gu Juxi stretched out his hand to hug Ye Xicheng, the little guy immediately hugged Gu Juxi's neck, and buried his small head on his shoulder, saying that he was not afraid of being impossible, but he could not cry, in case he cried, Daddy Mommy will be more worried.

Gu Juxi was hugged now, but he couldn't help it anymore, and he cried out on his shoulders.

Wenlan's approach Amy Jia didn't think of it. The gun in her hand was still facing there. It was a movement that had not been put away just after the gun was fired.

"Wen Lan, Wen Lan--" Wen Jie shouted, reaching out to help her press the wound, but the blood couldn't stop it.

Wen Lan, who has been crazy for so long, calmed down now. She looked at Wen Jie, with a smile on her bloodless face, "I have been jealous for so long, I have been jealous of you since you were born, I am jealous. Your identity is bright, and I was born earlier than you, but I am just an illegitimate girl. I am jealous of your noble deservedness, but I am like a clown in a princess costume. "

"Wen Lan, stop talking, ambulance, call an ambulance." Wen Jie called back, but no one could help her.

Wen Lan took Wen Jie's arm with **** hands, "Do you know why Dad hates you so much? Because, I told him you said I was a wild seed in the back, I told him that you didn't do anything at all Accept me and even hurt me outside. He is very disappointed with you. He will not love you anymore.

She should have hated it, but she couldn't hate it.

"It was originally a matter between our sisters, but with outsiders, the taste changed." Wen Lan said, even the blood on the corner of her mouth fell, she coughed, brought out a lot of blood, and even began to breathe It became difficult.

"Jealousy will really ruin a person and everyone around her. I have been surrounded by jealousy in my life. I used jealousy to pave the way for the evil of others. Now, it is time for me to pay the price." Wen Lan He said, looking at Amy Jia, "Dirty things crawling in the dirt, even if disguised by money, can't change her essential vulgarity and viciousness."

Wen Lan shuddered word by word, and Amyja's complexion had changed from the calmness at the beginning to the ugly.

It was as if she and Wenlan had switched positions.

"Wenlan--"

"But, Wen Jie, do you know? Excessive kindness can also make people sick, that is not called kindness, that is weak, that is not called stubbornness, that is called escape. Now, I let go of myself, and you should too Let yourself go, "Wen Lan said, trying to reach Wen Jie's face. She opened her mouth slightly, made no sound, and fell down without touching Wen Jie's face.

Ye Yuwei was shocked in her heart. The two words that Wenlan didn't say to her death were: sister.

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