The pain of that night seemed to flash into his mind.
Jun Mohan felt that all he saw before his eyes was blood and flames.
That kind of red is the red of blood and the red of flames...
He felt himself in flames, burning.
Jun Mohan suddenly felt pain in his heart.
But even so, he was focused on Feng Sujin's emotions.
When he saw something was wrong with Feng Sujin, he quickly took off his headset and hurried towards the detention room.
He is now very worried about Feng Sujin's condition.
Feng Sujin pinched Nalan Caibo fiercely, really trying to strangle her to death.
It was her, it was she who made Jun Mohan suffer so much. She wanted to kill Nalan Caibo.
Feng Sujin's eyes filled with tears as she imagined Jun Mohan's pain.
How could it be possible, how could he be so cruel to Jun Mohan, how old was he!
How old was he when he witnessed that
How did he endure it, how did he grow up, growing up in an environment like the imperial capital, and then had to face his enemy!
How did he stay calm
Feng Sujin felt that she didn't have such good concentration, she couldn't do it, she couldn't do it.
Her head is very messy now.
She couldn't imagine how Jun Mohan would face her with such pain if she was really Hou Lihen's daughter.
How much he should love her, but what kind of suffering would he have to endure
Feng Sujin felt that at this moment, she was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe and was about to suffocate.
She felt like she was going crazy.
At this moment, she really had the idea of killing herself.
Waiting for Lihen
If Hou Lihen is really her father, she can't let go of the blood relationship, so she will bleed dry.
She could kill herself this way.
Feng Sujin felt so painful that she felt a little numb.
"bump!"
With a sound, at this moment, Jun Mohan kicked the door open.
He stepped forward and grabbed Feng Sujin.
But Feng Sujin held Nalan Caibo tightly with her hands.
Nalan Caibo's face turned purple and he was about to be strangled to death.
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin like this and felt heartbroken, "Ajin, Ajin, don't be like this, don't be like this, Ajin, think of me, think of me..."
Jun Mohan's voice poured into Feng Sujin's ears. Feng Sujin slowly turned around. When she saw him, her body suddenly felt empty and weak.
Jun Mohan hugged Feng Sujin and patted her back, "Be good, be good, it's okay, it's okay, don't let other people's words affect you, eh?"
There were tears in Feng Sujin's eyes.
She took a few deep breaths and choked with sobs: "Mo Han, how old were you at that time? How painful are you? They all deserve to die. Kill them. I also want to kill myself."
"You are not Hou Lihen's daughter, no, remember, you are not."
"Blood... blood relationship..."
"Your father is Feng Yiyuan, not anyone else, and there is no evidence now, so don't think too much."
Feng Sujin blinked her tearful eyes, "Then... where is the evidence? How do you face me, how do you face me... "
Feng Sujin now even wants to kill her.
She loves Jun Mohan, and she can kill herself for Jun Mohan.
"There is evidence that you are also my lover and my wife."
"Mo Han, how can you be so nice!"
Saying this, Feng Sujin reached out and pressed her hand on Jun Mohan's heart, "You have endured so much pain here, how can you bring me warmth! I haven't loved you better yet."
Feng Sujin felt sour in her heart when she thought about the warmth and care Jun Mohan had given her in the past.