Luo Wanxing experienced the moment of dying in his previous life again in pain. Chen Menghan's words kept hovering in her mind, as if they were about to explode her head.

"Wanxing? What's going on?"

A clear voice pulled her out of the fire all over the sky. The man's powerful hands held her, with great force. She felt the pain, but she was very satisfied.

"Water, I want water."

She murmured, and then, a clear spring entrance, she woke up.

His eyebrows were frowning tightly, and Luo Wanxing recovered and stretched out his hand to smooth out his frown eyebrows. In his previous life, his eyebrows had never been stretched because of her.

Before his finger touched him, he was held by a big grasp:

"Where is the medicine? Have you taken it?"

Luo Wanxing had no strength, leaned softly in his arms, and smiled weakly:

"You are my medicine. When you come back, I'll be half well."

The man's body shook. Yesterday he could understand that she was sick. What about now?

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's weak and slightly white face, and asked with a deep look:

"Why don't you take medicine? It won't hurt after taking medicine."

Luo Wanxing shook his head:

"It's useless. This medicine is not right. I haven't been cured until I take it. Every time I get a headache, Rong Yuan, please find a doctor for me."

The man pursed his lips, but he had never looked for it.

Knowing that there was something wrong with her mental problems, he hired experts in this field. As a result, the experts she invited were caught by her, she broke her glasses and threw everyone out.

She threatened at that time that she would never accept his kindness.

Luo Wanxing naturally remembers this, but it was the past, and now it is now. She wants to completely get rid of Chen Menghan's medicine's control over herself:

"Rong Yuan?"

She called him weakly, and Fu Rongyuan picked her up: "I'll take you to the hospital."

Luo Wanxing leaned gently on his shoulder, smelling the unique cold and pine scent on his body, and the headache seemed to have relieved a lot.

His pace was very steady, and Luo Wanxing couldn't feel any bumps.

When he went downstairs, Aunt Gui came up and said, "Sir, Song Zheyu is here."

"Wanxing, what's wrong with you? Did Fu Rongyuan hit you? Fu Rongyuan, let go of Wanxing."

Song Zheyu's voice went from far to near, and as he spoke, he reached out his hand to take over Luo Wanxing.

Luo Wanxing looked at the person who came. Song Zheyu looked pretty good. She was young and tender, and her careful packaging was pretty. Otherwise, Luo Wanxing wouldn't have been blind in his previous life, but now...

hehe.

As soon as Fu Rongyuan retreated, Song Zheyu did not encounter it. The originally restrained aura emanated from Song Zheyu, with a strong sense of oppression.

The smile on the corner of Luo Wanxing's mouth gradually disappeared. In her previous life, she had full trust in Song Zheyu, but she didn't expect that he and Chen Menghan were in the same group. Before she could settle the score with this scumbag, he ran over by himself.

OK, very good.

I had a headache, but when I thought about how to deal with Song Zheyu, it didn't hurt any more.

"What are you doing? Aunt Gui, why did you let him in?"

Luo Wanxing's voice was very cold.

Song Zheyu looked at her: "Wanxing, why didn't you answer my phone? Did Fu Rongyuan confiscate your cell phone? I'm worried about you, so I naturally have to come to confirm your safety."

Fu Rongyuan lowered his eyes. She didn't answer the phone call last night?

"Of course the harassment call will be put on the blacklist. Song Zheyu, my husband will guarantee that you don't have to worry about my safety."

Song Zheyu was stunned. Chen Menghan asked him to come to find Luo Wanxing quickly because Luo Wanxing suddenly changed his attitude. When Luo Wanxing saw him, his eyes shone, but now Luo Wanxing's attitude and look were like looking at a piece of stinky dog ​​shit, who just wanted to rush into the sewer.

It's hard to accept.

"Wanxing, are you angry with me, right? I know, you are angry with me yesterday, did I not stop him from taking you away?"

"Song Zheyu, you are less sentimental. I used to be ignorant and deceived by your sweet words. Now I have realized that I will not love anyone except Rong Yuan in this life."

After a confession, everyone present was stunned.

But their expressions were a little strange when they heard it.

Aunt Gui is constantly being refreshed and is in a state of confusion.

Fu Rongyuan's eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Zheyu's expression was the most exciting, white, green, and his mouth opened and closed. Obviously, he didn't know what to say at once, and he got stuck.

Song Zheyu clenched his fists, and Chen Menghan said that her attitude changed, he didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that it is real.

Is she crazy? She changes her mind faster than reading a book?

Seeing Fu Rongyuan holding Luo Wanxing's eyes gradually becoming gentle, Song Zheyu suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took out his cell phone:

"Wanxing? You are so pale. Are you talking nonsense because you have a fever? The text you sent me yesterday was still calling me dear, if you don't believe me, please read it."

Song Zheyu turned the page out, reversed the phone and displayed the screen in front of the two of them, and said with great sarcasm:

"This is the day before yesterday, you sent a message saying: Dear, I want to spend my birthday tomorrow with you.

This was yesterday morning, and you sent a message saying: Dear, I dreamed of having a wedding with you, and I also dreamed that we had cute children. I really want to see you now.

There is a lot of information like this, and you will send it almost every day.

Wanxing, you love me."

Luo Wanxing clearly felt that the body muscles of the man holding him were tense, like a hard stone, making her shoulder hurt.

Song Zheyu, the bastard, actually showed the WeChat message she sent to him in front of Fu Rongyuan? She also read it bluntly. If she had a weapon in her hand, she really wanted to bomb the bastard into outer space with one shot.

This bastard.

Holding her arms loosened, Luo Wanxing was forced to land on the ground and stood up straight.

A hint of pride flashed in Song Zheyu's eyes. His mission was to force Fu Rongyuan and Luo Wanxing to divorce.

Luo Wanxing reached out and snatched Song Zheyu's cell phone and took a look, and smashed Song Zheyu's handsome face. Song Zheyu could not dodge and was hit. The phone fell to the ground and broke into several petals. Luo Wanxing stomped over with one foot. Song Zheyu's cell phone was completely scrapped, and Luo Wanxing snorted:

"I sent this news correctly, but I sent it wrongly. How could the person I want to send is you? I will call you dear. There will always be one person in my life, that is, my husband, Fu Rongyuan. I just want to have children with him, give birth to seventeen or eighteen, and follow you? You are afraid you are daydreaming in the sky."

A crisp voice resounded throughout the Fu family. At the end of the conversation, Luo Wanxing snatched the basin of the washing cloth from the servants, and poured it all on Song Zheyu, pouring him through:
Chapter completed!