"boom"
A stone hit An Lan's temple.
My brain suddenly "buzzed".
An Lan touched it subconsciously and found that his hand was full of blood.
Pain immediately swept through his body, and his limbs began to become weak.
She struggled to escape, but reality did not give her any chance to breathe.
The stone hit him on the head again and again.
I don't know how long it took, but her head was already bloody and bloody. As the woman fell to the ground, bright red liquid continued to spread on the marble floor.
All this happened unexpectedly.
She just inquired about the whereabouts of the mistress and wanted to send him away with money.
Unexpectedly, it led to a fatal disaster.
An Lan's pupils began to dilate, and the pain all over his body began to numb.
She didn't have any strength to resist anymore. Her body seemed to be sealed, and she clung to the ground, unable to move.
From the corner of his eyes, the crystal liquid slid down smoothly, hitting the floor and blending into the bright red.
Xia Shiyan looked at the woman lying in a pool of blood and couldn't help but swallow.
It wasn't until his emotions gradually calmed down that his eyes began to move downward.
She stared at the dying woman as if she were a superior judge, with cruelty flowing freely from the corner of her mouth.
"You are the mistress, you are the one who got involved in our relationship!" Xia Shiyan said coldly, like a machine without emotions, "If it weren't for you, Jingyu would not have separated from me, what kind of family marriage is this? , It’s so ridiculous!”
The willow eyebrows are like the crescent moon in the sky, and the full eyes reflect An Lan's incredulous face, which is in sharp contrast to Xia Shiyan's innocent look.
"Jingyu...he...he won't..."
An Lan took his last breath, raised his hand slightly, and pointed in the direction of Xia Shiyan.
Jingyu will not sit still and wait for death. After all, she is his wife.
Xia Shiyan seemed to see through An Lan's thoughts and couldn't help but sneer: "You don't think that Jingyu will settle a score with me for you? An Lan, you are too naive."
"Everything today is his intention."
Compared to being beaten to pieces by stones, Xia Shiyan's last words were like a sharp blade, piercing An Lan's heart deeply and churning it constantly.
She doesn't believe it!
The man who had been sleeping with her for four years actually took her life!
The body suddenly hung in the air and moved towards the rooftop.
"Miss An, we are destined to have a bad ending. You owe me what you owe me, so use your life to repay it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong feeling of weightlessness enveloped An Lan tightly.
In his sight, only the vicious look on the corners of Xia Shiyan's lips remained...
"Young Madam? How are you feeling, Young Madam?"
An Lan suddenly opened his eyes, and his forehead was instantly covered with dense beads of sweat.
When his eyes began to focus again, the worry on Butler Li's face came straight into his eyes.
Everything familiar came into view. Warm colors were her favorite decoration style, fresh and elegant.
This was the wedding room that Yang Jingyu specially prepared for her.
"I feel so dizzy, what's wrong with me?"
An Lan forced his body to lean on the head of the bed, trying his best to adapt to this unnatural thing.
"Young lady, have you forgotten? You were caught in the rain two days ago and contracted the cold. You had a high fever for two days before it went down."
Butler Li brought a bowl of medicine: "It's time for you to drink medicine."
This scene seems familiar...
high fever!
An Lan's pupils shrank.
Is she reborn? !
Therefore, falling from the rooftop and dying is a real thing!
She has been married to Yang Jingyu for half a year. During this time, she has been immersed in the sweet dreams that Yang Jingyu weaved for her.
"Mrs. Ye, Doctor Ye said that you still need to rest. The fever has gone away now. There is nothing serious."
Butler Li took the medicine bowl from An Lan and said patiently.
An Lan was silent, all the painful memories flooding into his mind instantly.
"Where's the young master?"
Butler Li looked at An Lan, who was not in good health, and sighed secretly: "Young madam, the young master went on a business trip and couldn't get back in time."
"Yeah?"
A hint of loneliness flashed in An Lan's eyes.
She remembered that when the fever persisted, Yang Jingyu ignored her.
"Young madam, don't blame the young master. He has always been a workaholic. This time he went to H City and it took him half a month to leave..."
An Lan's mind was in chaos.
Calculating the time, Yang Jingyu went to H City not to do work, but to take his Bai Yueguang to his side.
An Lan laughed to himself, recalling every bit of sweetness between the two of them, which seemed extremely ironic at this moment.
She stared at the numbers on her phone and hesitated for a long time.
After all, I pressed the dial button.
"Which one?"
A melodious and soft voice sounded from the other end of the phone, like a feather gently plucking the heartstrings.
It turns out that Yang Jingyu likes this type.
In her previous life, she was too naive and even thought that she could leave Yang Jingyu.
"Hello? Who are you looking for?"
Seeing that there was no sound coming from the receiver, Xia Shiyan asked again.
An Lan was actually not sure whether those things would happen again if he regained his life.
Maybe, destiny will be changed?
Just as she was about to put down the phone, reality hit her hard.
"Who's looking for you?"
"Unfamiliar number, didn't speak for a long time." Xia Shiyan responded to the other person.
An Lan's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.
Yang Jingyu!
She slowly closed her eyes.
Sure enough, you can’t take chances!
Everything is real!
If she could, she really wanted to give this couple a slap in the face!
An Lan struggled to suppress all his anger and said with a cold voice through the microphone: "Xia Shiyan, please tell Yang Jingyu and ask him to come back and sign the divorce agreement."
