Chapter 792 You kneel down for me (2)

"She...she hasn't explained yet, should we listen to her explanation..." The blood on Yang Hui's face faded, and he swallowed subconsciously, knowing in his heart that Lin Yiyi had lost her mind at this time... …

"Explain? Can you explain why she married that Mo Ranyue? Can she marry? What will she marry? She doesn't understand, don't you understand too?" Lin Yiyi shouted hysterically at Yang Hui.

Tears were rolling in her eyes, the blood in her whole body was full of anger, every cell in her body was screaming, and after the roaring, she was about to push him away.

But Yang Hui didn't dare to move an inch, choked up and said: "She just didn't think of a way, she didn't really want to marry that girl!"

"Oh...really?" Lin Yiyi sneered with red eyes, and asked Jian Junxi: "Let me ask you, do you... really plan to... marry that girl?"

Jian Junxi's face was pale, all thoughts were lost, and he closed his eyes in despair.

"Say..." Lin Yiyi roared angrily, causing the two of them to tremble in fright.

Jian Junxi opened his eyes anxiously, looking at Lin Yiyi who had become irrational, his thin lips trembled slightly, unable to say what was stuck in his throat.

Yang Hui immediately turned around, held Jian Junxi's shoulders, and persuaded with excitement: "Junxi, hurry up and tell your mother that you just said it casually.
It's not that I really want to marry her, but I haven't found a solution yet, so tell me quickly..."

Jian Junxi's black and white eye sockets are full of sadness, like clear black crystal, bright and pure, a heart with only a penetrating coolness, how should she explain it?can not explain……

"Say it quickly..." Yang Hui turned around in a hurry, anxious tears filled his eyes, and he might burst into tears at any time.

Jian Junxi raised her eyes and looked at him, only feeling that there was a sharp needle in her heart that was constantly scratching, stabbing, repeatedly, it hurt so much, it hurt so much that she wanted to hide...

Yang Hui saw that Lin Yiyi was impatient, but Jian Junxi still refused to open his mouth.

Shaking her shoulders vigorously, she shouted hysterically: "Junxi, tell me quickly... Say you don't really want to marry her, you just lied to her, tell me!"

"Yes...it's true, I promised, I will marry her..." Jian Junxi choked up, and the words that came out of her thin lips were very light, as light as bubbles that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Yang Hui couldn't hold back any longer, burst into tears, and closed his eyes in despair, Lin Yiyi's face became even darker to the extreme, like a sky covered with dark clouds, which was about to thunder and lightning in an instant.

Pushing Yang Hui away violently, he grabbed Jian Junxi's arm and walked towards the window. Seeing this, Yang Hui grabbed Jian Junxi's other arm.

With tears streaming down her face, she begged Lin Yiyi: "Yiyi, don't do this, the child doesn't know the seriousness of the matter now, let's... let's talk to her, okay?"

"Talk to her well? Did you say less? Did I say less? Let go..." Lin Yiyi roared at him.

Seeing that Jian Junxi seemed to be in pain, Yang Hui couldn't bear to let go of his hand. Lin Yiyi dragged Jian Junxi to the window with all his strength, as if possessed by a Shura.

Suddenly, she opened the curtain violently, and took out a crystal carved object from her bag. When she put the object on the windowsill, Jian Junxi's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably...
Under the radiance of the light, that piece of crystal is extraordinarily dazzling, especially engraved on it, the several eye-catching big characters "Ling Weiwei's spiritual position" are even more astonishing.

(End of this chapter)

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