Sick, he's the best

Chapter 91 She walked in front, he followed behind with high heels
This sharp and cold blade was glowing coldly in his hand.

He squeezed lightly, and raised his hand, seven or eight blades fell into the trash can in an instant, and hit the person's heart with a "bang".

Fu Shennian put her down, pinched her cheek lovingly: "Don't bring such dangerous things with you in the future."

Jiang Mingrou turned her head and brushed past the man's slender and slightly hot fingertips. Her messy hair covered her deep and hollow eyebrows, and the light in her pupils seemed lost and confused, empty and helpless. .

No one has ever told her that these things are dangerous and should not be carried on her body.

She wants to save her life.

She had an inexplicable feeling of fear and resistance.

Jiang Mingrou knew that she was losing her temper, and she became irritable again for no reason.

Want to see blood.

Those who accidentally saw her with a blade would look terrified, full of fear and fear, and would regard her as a murderer and call the police.

Her appearance is not gentle, she can't smile, and she has a gloomy face all the year round. She is unlovable, as cold and cold as a cold and ruthless murderer.

Not many people like her.

What they love is her skin.

Not her person.

Her friends are few and far between.

The only one is Xie Zhishu, her only friend.

She is a different kind, but she survives in this world.

Jiang Mingrou stretched out her hand to push him away, and walked out with downcast eyes and a cold expression on her body.

Fu Shennian followed her away without stopping her.

You can't push people too fast.

If the rabbit is in a hurry, it will bite.

The marriage between the Jiang family and the Xie family is finally a foregone conclusion.

Fu Shennian knew that Jiang Mingrou would never marry Xie Moyuan again.

His success stems from his despicable means.

Jiang Mingrou spoke to Mr. Jiang, and left the Xie family directly. The old man looked at her with a bad face, and stopped mentioning the marriage between the Xie family and the Jiang family.

I just ordered her to pay attention to safety.

Jiang Mingrou greeted Mr. Xie's family, nodded, turned and left.

She amazed the audience when she came, and she left quietly.

Everyone looked at Jiang Mingrou's gloomy face, but they didn't dare to go up and ask. No one knew what happened inside just now.

Afterwards, Fu Shennian walked down the stairs slowly, and left Xie's house by car.

The ominous premonition in Xie Moyuan's heart was confirmed.

Xie Zhishu came back from the outside with a smile all over his face, and when he learned that Jiang Mingrou had come, he was so surprised and happy that Fei Qi was about to look for someone, but was told that the person had already left.

She can't help but feel a little lost.

But tonight, Xie Moyuan's mood also started to go wrong.

After Jiang Mingrou left Xie's house, she left Jiangnan in the city center and drove around slowly by herself.

She likes the quietness of being alone.

She walks on the street, no one knows her, and she doesn't have to pretend to be what they want to deal with anyone.

She was sitting under the big tree full of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus was indiscriminate, and the faint fragrance made people feel refreshed. She stared blankly at the people coming and going.

Opposite was a family of three, the girl clamored for ice cream, her mother said seriously, "You still have a cold, you can't eat it."

The girl cried: "Mommy, Mommy, just take a bite, a small bite, okay?"

"Woooooo, I love Mommy the most."

Hearing the cry, the man touched her fluffy head with a soft heart, and looked at his wife helplessly: "Give her a lick."

"Look, my little one is so hungry."

The little guy nodded, with tears in his eyes: "Mommy is the best."

The woman glared at the man: "My daughter has a cold, it's because you let her eat so much ice!"

The man touched his nose innocently: "She likes it."

She bent down and warned seriously: "Just take a small bite, you know?"

The little guy nodded happily, licked the ice cream lightly, and was eaten by his mother in one bite. The girl looked at it with tears in her eyes, wanting to cry but not daring.

The man smiled and hugged her in his arms: "You're still sick, don't be greedy."

Jiang Mingrou stared blankly, without moving her eyes a little.

From her birth, He Jing only hated her.

When she was young, she would please her and do what she liked, but after that time, she never called her mom again.

Suddenly, a pair of fair hands in front of her handed over a tissue.

"Girl, wipe away your tears."

Jiang Mingrou paused, and she raised her hand to touch her face. At some point, tears were streaming down her face.

Her heart sank suddenly, her face turned cold instantly, and she refused indifferently: "No, thank you."

She stood up and left directly.

The attitude is to reject people thousands of miles away.

After walking for more than ten minutes, it must have been her bad luck. It started to rain in the sky, she didn't bring an umbrella, and her high-heeled shoes stepped into the gap between the splints again.

The rain fell on her one by one, and the crowd had already scattered and fled. The petals of the sweet-scented osmanthus were shot down by the rain and fell to the ground.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, she was about to hang down, she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain, and the grievance in her heart was infinitely magnified.

She pulled out forcefully, the ends of her eyes were red, her heels were rubbed red, her eyes were full of fierceness, and she cursed violently, "Why don't you die!"

Anything against her, go to hell! !

It's better to die.

Dead clean.

Jiang Mingrou's anger was all on this high-heeled shoe, she wished she could break it, smash it, tear it apart!
She completely lost her sanity, and pulled her foot out without any skill. The entire ankle was violently rubbed with blood, and the delicate skin was scratched, and the blood seeped out, mixed with rainwater, and flowed onto the ground. .

She violently smashed the phone in her hand, and with a "bang", the phone shattered.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

She is like a lunatic who just came out of a mental hospital, almost insane.

Jiang Mingrou's eyes were scarlet, and she pulled out as if she didn't know the pain. The sharp corners sank into the flesh, which was terrible, and the circle around her ankle had become bloody.

Her chest heaved violently, seeing blood, she became more and more manic, even if this foot was broken, she would take out this high-heeled shoe today.

Jiang Mingrou was so paranoid that she almost went crazy, completely losing her rationality.

The high-heeled shoes were of good quality, and if the heel sank in, pulling it out hard would directly peel off a layer of flesh on her ankle.

Her eyes were full of hostility and irrational bloody violence.

She tried her best to get it out even if it was bloody and bloody. Today either she died or it died.

The people passing by were shocked, and some wanted to help, but they were all scared away by her eerie and violent face, and hurried away.

No one dared to approach her.

Just as she was exerting strength, a pair of slender hands firmly grasped her ankles, and the man bent down and knelt down on one knee.

He held her ankle with one hand, and quickly untied her high-heeled shoes with the other.

The bare white feet were dripping with blood, separated from the black high-heeled shoes.

Fu Shennian had dark eyebrows and deep eyes, he stared at the bloody marks on her feet with deep eyes, the corners of his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he didn't say anything.

The man's well-tailored suit was soaked, and the rain fell down his angular cheeks and dripped to the ground.

He stood up and looked at her with dark eyes: "Do you want me to hug you? Or do you go by yourself?"

Jiang Mingrou gave him a cold look, then turned and left.

With downcast eyes, Fu Shennian bent down and pulled off the high-heeled shoe forcefully.

She goes ahead.

He followed.

The rain was still falling, and it fell on them sparsely. The crowd was like wild animals fleeing in all directions, panicking.

They went against the crowd and walked in opposite directions.

(End of this chapter)