"You—" the man's words angered Zhuo Lin on the ground, but when he was angry, he suddenly understood something from it, and he was taken aback.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the man in front of him, staring at his face: "...You are Dongfang Wuyue?!"
"Dongfang Wuyue... huh." He suddenly smiled coldly, and a self-deprecating arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. "It has been a long time since no one called me like that. They all call me Ye Wuyue. I have abandoned that surname for a long time. While Dongfang Wuyue spoke, his eyes gradually turned into a blur, as if he was reminiscing about something, but only in the blink of an eye, the bottom of his eyes returned to the coldness of the past.
"Just like the person you call Dongfanghan, but she changed her name, and I changed her last name. But she is more ridiculous than me, born in a family that hates and hates."
"Dongfang Han..." Zhuo Lin didn't make a mistake just now, this man called her'Dongfang Yue'.
Is this her past name...
"But I didn't expect that she would come to see me again," said. Dongfang Wuyue stepped up and helped Zhuo Lin on the ground to sit back on the bed. Crouched down and stretched out his hands to check the boy's immovable legs, and continued: "The knee is broken, huh! She will come to me with this kind of hope, boy, she takes you very seriously."
"What do you mean?" Zhuo Lin didn't like the man in front of his heart, not because of the tone of his words, but the look in his eyes, muddy like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless, as if he had never struggled with anything in this world. Man is like a dead thing in his eyes.
Such a desperate man who looked down on the world really looked like the first time he saw Dongfang Han. Taking a closer look now, whether it is the eyes, the look in people's eyes, the tone of speech, and the indifferent expression Dongfang Han are very similar to him.
"She hates me."
Hearing this, Zhuo Lin was startled.
"No, it should be said that she hates all people with the surname Dongfang." When Dongfang Wuyue said this, she laughed self-deprecatingly, "I don't think you know Dongfang Yue, no, it's what Dongfang Han used to be in your mouth. Alone."
When he said this, he looked at Zhuolin.
Obviously knowing that this may be a secret that cannot be revealed, but if he can learn more about her, he is willing to take any risks, Zhuo Lin thinks.
"Let’s not mention my deceased brother. My so-called sister-in-law was a woman who could do her best before marrying my brother." At this point, his eyes were full of coldness, and even There was a touch of madness, and the obvious deep hatred.
"That woman and that demon even used their relatives in order to achieve their own goals, even in order to win me into their plan, my brother, my so-called brother..." At this point, Dongfang Wuyue Suddenly laughed in a low voice, with hatred that couldn't be concealed in the laughter. "Send his wife to his younger brother's bed in person, and treat his only daughter as an experimental subject. In those years, do you know how I lived with Dongfang Yue, and she even became the puppet of the devil for five years? ."
Zhuo Lin's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he was hearing now.
"A man who slept with her mother, do you think she would not hate me? Our Eastern family is a shame to her, a scar that cannot be uncovered. Without you, I am afraid I would have thought she was dead, but How did I forget..." He smiled coldly, "Dongfang Yue is an out-and-out monster."
"Have you said enough." The sudden voice, in a cold and merciless tone, interrupted the depressed atmosphere in the room. Dongfang Wuyue and Zhuo Lin both looked in the direction of the sound source for the first time.