Wife of the Mysterious Heir

"Now it really makes me feel strange. It seems that I have never known you. I don't know what happened to you. But I thought that after seeing me, you will remember everything in the past, but now I find that all this is because I am too self righteous, I can't change anything at all! Zhan glacier, since you have become this way now, I don't want to be by your side any more. I hope you can think clearly about what you want and what kind of person you are. If you continue like this, I will give up you too

Zhan glacier's eyes narrowed dangerously. At this time, Lin Xiaoxiao was already walking towards the outside. A Ling nearby reacted very quickly and wanted to stop her. But this time, Lin Xiaoxiao did not hesitate for a moment. She threw ah Ling to the ground with a backhand, which was not a drag. A Ling who was hit on the floor gave out a painful sob, but even more She didn't expect Lin Xiaoxiao to have such a good skill.

When she came out of the house, there were many people blocking her all the way. But Lin Xiaoxiao seemed to be crazy. She walked through the crowd without any care. When someone came to stop him, he fought back. Even though the equity was covered with blood, and even her left arm had been dislocated, she was still walking out.

Zhan glacier villa, there are a lot of subordinates, pile after pile of people surrounded, they are like those who can't fight dead zombies, here fell a group, and then there will be a new group of people rushed up, Lin Xiaoxiao is also like a merciless passion, never stop his own thoughts, she just toward the direction of the door, difficult to move.

Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao's back being hit hard, Zhan glacier's hand finally clenched his fist as the whole person staggered forward.

But then, he found that the little girl stood up again, and continued to rush towards the outside.

In the end, Zhan glacier was still soft hearted. He waved to the outside, and all the people opened a road. Lin Xiaoxiao left the villa without looking back

It's getting late. The lights on the street are all on. Lin Xiaoxiao walks on the street with his tired and bruised body. There are lots of people around him, but the bustle of others has nothing to do with himself.

People who come and go always look at him more. Lin Xiaoxiao knows that she must look very bad now. After a crushing fight, her hair is very messy, her clothes are torn and wrinkled. Her face may have a mixture of tears and blood stains. Her hands have been dripping blood before, but now they are dry, just hands The bloodstain on the back is still obvious.

Some enthusiastic people came up to ask her if something had happened to her, but Lin Xiaoxiao, like a walking corpse without a soul, walked straight in front of that person without saying anything. A deep-seated person seemed to be whispering these things. Some people asked if she needed to call the police, but Lin Xiaoxiao was walking like that

Half an hour later, Lin Xiaoxiao was taken to the police station by the police car. Enthusiastic citizens reported to the police. Finally, the police took the girl who seemed to be abnormal to the police station.

The young female police officer came to ask Lin Xiaoxiao what happened, but Lin Xiaoxiao didn't say anything. She looked at the front with dull eyes. Someone wanted to come to help Lin Xiaoxiao deal with her wounds. But Lin Xiaoxiao was as mad as a maniac. She was on guard against all the people. Her defensive posture made people dare not get close to her.

Finally, the police also felt helpless. They could only look up her information, then found her resume on the Internet, and then the police found the phone number of the company's head.

More than 10 minutes later, Han Jiacheng appeared in the police station. When he saw Lin Xiaoxiao holding his knee and curling up on the stool, his eyebrows were not helped to get up.

Fast in the police station bail procedures, Han Jiacheng soon came to Lin Xiaoxiao's side, just close to Lin Xiaoxiao made a defensive posture.

Like other people saw her like this, they were scared to retreat, but Han Jiacheng not only did not retreat, but went forward and picked up Lin Xiaoxiao.

The girl thumped hard on his chest, but Han Jiacheng seemed to have lost the sense of pain. He didn't make a sound at all, so he took the girl out and put Lin Xiaoxiao in the back of the car. Han Jiacheng drove away quickly.

When getting off the bus, Han Jiacheng took Lin Xiaoxiao back to his home with the same posture of being beaten.

Back in the warm room, perhaps because she was tired, Lin Xiaoxiao finally stopped. Seeing her calm a little, Han Jiacheng put her down and settled on the sofa over there.

Quiet down Lin Xiaoxiao is very clever, did not run away, also did not speak, maintained that movement, sat there motionless.

Han Jiacheng quickly came over with the medicine box, but looking at the bloodstains of Lin Xiaoxiao, he didn't even know where to clean up.

"Can you hear me? Tell me where you got hurt and I'll help you with the wound. I don't know now. Where did you get hurt? I'm afraid that if I accidentally touch your wound, it will hurt youLin Xiaoxiao didn't answer him at all, as if he couldn't hear him at all. He kept a stupefied posture all the time.

Han Jiacheng can only heavily sigh, carefully from top to bottom check, looking at her body injury.

When dealing with the wound, Han Jiacheng and Yang Jiacheng found that Lin Xiaoxiao was not seriously injured. In addition to the skin scraped on the back of her hand and some bleeding during the fight, only her left hand was dislocated. As for the blood stains on her body, it seems that it is not her own blood.

"How long have you been away from me! But fortunately, even if you fight, you didn't let yourself suffer too much. Look at the blood on your body. This time, you should have hurt a lot of people! "

"Hold on, my left arm hurts."

In fact, these words are really superfluous. From their meeting to now, Lin Xiaoxiao has not said a word, even his eyes have not changed.

Just after the wound was treated, Zhang Yangshui wiped the skin wound on his hand. Han Jiacheng could not help frowning, but Lin Xiaoxiao was silent and his expression had not changed.