Zhou Rui clutched a photo tightly.
That was the last remaining photo. Two-thirds of it had been burned, and only half of Jiang Beiyuan's face could be seen. His cold posture in the photo was exactly the same as the person in front of him now.
"No... no... why on earth did you do this?!!"
She squatted down helplessly, holding her arms, which were covered in blood and flesh from the fire just now.
In the next second, the whole person was lifted up and pressed against the wall of the ruins.
"Zou Yingying."
Jiang Beiyuan's elbow was stuck in the aorta of her neck. His dark eyes were like a wild wolf, his eyes were deep and his expression was extremely cold.
Zhou Rui looked at him in shock.
The corners of Jiang Beiyuan's mouth twitched slowly, but the smile did not catch his eyes.
This expression was exactly the same as when she accidentally broke into his room.
He should have thought that this woman was no ordinary person.
The so-called love at first sight does not show an expression of infatuation the first time you see him.
"You woman really make me feel sick to my stomach."
He held her neck with one arm and slowly tightened his grip.
"You know, even if I kill you directly now, it will still be difficult to calm my hatred for you."
"You were never worthy of my brother's affection."
Two sentences, enough hatred.
Zhou Rui laughed, smiling, tears slowly dripping from the corners of his eyes onto the back of Jiang Beiyuan's hands.
He was unmoved.
Except for Yan Nian's tears, which made him feel something, everyone else's tears made him feel no pain in his eyes.
"What about you, have you ever liked me?"
"No."
Every word is hard.
This man is obviously very ruthless and cruel to all women. He is like a red rose. You can only watch it from a distance. Once you get close, you will be hurt by the thorns on his body.
"What about a little bit? Or what about before? When you called Jiang Ting before, there wasn't even a little bit?"
"No. Are you satisfied?"
“…”
There is nothing more sad than the feeling of death, I'm afraid it is like this now.
She was so heartbroken that she didn't know what to do. For a moment, she even wanted to die with him.
he died.
Die with her.
Is this a better ending
As his eyes wandered, he aimed at a barrel of gasoline not far away.
This was the gasoline she had put in for a long time, and she had always wanted to throw it away, but there was no right time.
"Ah."
Jiangbeiyuan, who saw through her intentions, sneered.
"You want me to die with you? You have such a sinister heart."
"You're thinking too much..." Zhou Rui looked away. Now that he was pinching her, she couldn't move.
"My brother gave you his liver back then, and you ran away after his death. I tell you, I can't find any news about you. It turns out you had plastic surgery."
"Is it wrong for me to have plastic surgery? Is it wrong for me to have plastic surgery to make myself more beautiful?"
"It's none of my business whether you get it right or not."
Jiang Beiyuan said, his dark and deep eyes narrowed slightly, and his hand strength slowly tightened as his eyes narrowed.
"What's wrong with you is that you had the guts to come back. Why, did you think I would never be able to discover you? Huh?"
"I...I love you..."
Zhou Rui's face turned the color of pig liver as she struggled to say this.
I love you.
I love you.
She loves Jiang Ting, she loves Jiang Beiyuan.
She had always wanted to say this.
"This kind of perverted love is not love, it is a burden."
No matter who she is, Jiang Beiyuan has always been so cruel to people he doesn't love.
(End of chapter)