Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

"Come back!" Yan Qingruo looked at the ground coldly with her eyes, her lips were clenched tightly, and her eyes were full of tears and uncontrollable anger.

Li Shaolin, who was about to rush out the door, clenched his fists, and slowly closed his pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes, the tenderness in the eyes had been replaced by indifference.

He turned around and waited for a while before he said, "What about Xia Chun? She is my girlfriend, how can I let her bear such a great suffering alone?"

While Li Shaolin was talking, his eyes were filled with tears of hatred.

Thinking that the girl who was so gentle and considerate in the past had suffered such harm, his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

The second he saw her, his heart almost broke, and he didn't have any vitality.

Yan Qingruo bit her lower lip, and grabbed his arm, her eyes were also bloodshot.Slowly opened his mouth and said, "I know, I know..."

She blinked tremblingly, and loosened the hands that held Li Shaolin, a pair of small hands clenched into fists, and the long nails sank into the flesh.

"However, not only will you not be able to seek justice, but you may also be in danger! Does Xia Chun want you to do this!" She calmly said every single word.

Li Shaolin sat on the sofa paralyzed, his chest heaved up and down because of anger, he scratched his head fiercely, and the gentleness in the past collapsed in an instant.

His sanity was paralyzed by what was in front of him.

He thought of the girl in his mind, how kind she was, how helpless she was when she crouched in the corner crying, he hated him so much, if he could have found her earlier, maybe such a thing would not have happened .

"If he falls into my hands, I will let him die!"

"Murong Bo is insidious and cunning, and he may still have a backhand. Don't you play into his favor by going to trouble him so recklessly?" Yan Qingruo slowly knelt down beside him.

He patted his back softly.

Who is not sad about this matter, the pain in her heart is not less than that of Li Shaolin, a beautiful girl like Xia Chun has been bullied like this.

And as Xia Chun's best friend, how could she not be angry.

Bang!
A loud bang.

Li Shaolin picked up a vase on the table and slammed it on the ground, the vase shattered all over the place.

Fragments of the vase flew around, and if Yan Qing, who was squatting by the side, was accidentally stabbed by a fragment, blood flowed down immediately.

But Yan Qingruo, who wanted to appease Li Shaolin, didn't notice the blood on her wrist at all.

"Master, I still can't find... I can't find Murong Bo's location."

But at this moment, the subordinate who went to check on Murong Bobo came back, seeing the messy scene and the young master who was already furious, he still spoke out tremblingly.

"Can't find it? You guys..." Li Shaolin looked at his subordinates coldly, the eyes were full of red blood, and he didn't say the word trash. He suppressed his anger, his whole body trembling slightly.

Yan Qingruo frowned slightly, turned around and winked at her subordinate, telling him to go down.

Yan Qingruo stepped forward, "Enough, what's the point of you going on like this, don't you know what Murong Bo is doing? You will only fulfill his wish."

Seeing such an abnormal Li Shaolin, she also felt very distressed, feeling sorry for the two of them who love each other so much that this kind of thing happened to them.

Li Shaolin had a different smile on his face, looked up at the ceiling, forced back the tears, and said lightly.

"Then what should I do! Do you want me to watch my woman being bullied, can't you bully her back?! Yan Qingruo is not bullied by you, since you don't think about it, but I tell you You, Xia Chun, she is my woman no matter what, no matter what, I will help her get revenge."

His eyes are full of ice, like hailstones in the cold winter months, hurting people's bones.

Yan Qingruo's face was pale, she took a few steps back and collapsed on the ground, looking at her hands.

Ask yourself lightly, is this her fault?Right, if I give Murong Bo a chance, maybe he won't be following Xia Chun, maybe Xia Chun won't be hurt like this.

After Li Shaolin said these words, he looked at Yan Qingruo who was slumped on the ground, he clenched his fists tightly, let alone hit himself, how could he say such words!How could this matter be her fault.

"I'm sorry..." Thin lips said.

Looking at the hesitant Li Shaolin on his face, Yan Qingruo forced a smile, and said with red lips, "It's okay, maybe it's really my fault."

Her gaze dimmed all of a sudden, as if the sea with stars was suddenly poured into sewage.

"Even if this is the case, I will still seek revenge from him. For Xia Chun's injuries, I will make him repay ten times and a hundred times." Li Shaolin closed his long and narrow red phoenix eyes.

Thin lips opened his mouth slowly, obviously speaking very gently, but he didn't know why it sounded so frightening, maybe it was his usual gentleness that covered another layer of indifference in his heart.

And his current appearance is probably the appearance of his heart. This may be the appearance of seeing him gentle and easy to talk on weekdays, but feeling alienated from others.

"You are so reckless, how could you catch Murong Bo!" Suddenly a calm man's voice sounded.

A figure of a man in a black suit appeared, Li Xiu's thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he looked at him silently.

Li Shaolin stepped back slightly, looked at Li Xiu without blinking, and shouted: "Brother..."

Lixiu frowned slightly, looked at Yan Qingruo's wrist, and said, "You are injured, bandage it."

Yan Qingruo nodded, and left the living room with some hesitation, probably because she thought that the two brothers had something to say, so she couldn't disturb her.

He said coldly, "Shao Lin, I know about this matter, don't be arrogant."

"But, brother!" Li Shaolin stood up excitedly, completely losing his usual calmness.

Lixiu's eyes are like the depths of the sea, making it hard to fathom. Looking at his younger brother who usually acts calmly, he has become so crazy now.

Although there is no expression on the surface, there is still some distress in the heart.

He grabbed Li Shaolin's mouth, "Listen to me, I promise to get Murong Bo back! But you can't do anything before that."

Seeing the seriousness and coldness in Li Xiu's eyes, Li Shaolin's heart calmed down a lot.

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Yan Qingruo was not in the mood all the way, and went back to the room directly when she got home.

"What's wrong?" The man's deep voice sounded.

Chu Mu looked at the thin woman sitting by the bay window, stepped forward and hugged her into her arms, resting her head on her shoulder.

Yan Qingruo turned her head to look at the man, greedily sniffing his good smell, and almost couldn't hold back her tears when she saw no one.

Maybe many people are like this. No matter how strong and powerful they are in front of outsiders, they will always show their weak side in front of those who comfort and know themselves well.

"It's okay, I just feel a little sad when I think about Xia Chun." She found a comfortable position and leaned against Chu Mu's arms.

A pair of big and round eyes quietly looked out of the bay window, and there were two sparrows chirping on the tree outside the window.

When Chu Mu heard what she said, he sighed slightly, and held her a little harder.

A cello-like mellow voice said, "Don't worry too much, I will take good care of you."

"Murong Bo is a scumbag!" Yan Qingruo clenched her fists.

Every time she thought of Xia Chun's distressed appearance when he was sent back, she wanted to kill Murong Bo with 1000 knives. How cruel was he to attack a little girl.

Xia Chun is so good, so gentle and kind, but why did she suffer such harm, and why fate treated her so unfairly.

"I want to see Xia Chun when she wakes up." Yan Qingruo said.

Her hands tightly clenched Chu Mu's big hand.

"Okay, I'll accompany you..." Chu Mu patted the girl on the back lightly, and stopped while talking.

Because he smelled the smell of blood, he let go of Yan Qingruo after being a little anxious, and the blood on Yan Qingruo's wrist came into his eyes.

Yan Qingruo looked at him with some confusion, and then saw the blood on her wrist, at this moment she remembered that she had just come out of Lijia and thought too much about it, so she didn't bandage it.

She dodged Chu Mu's gaze a little, and pulled her clothes to cover it.

But he was pulled away by Chu Mu, and he gently raised Yan Qingruo's hand, looking at the scratches on her fair hand.

There was a distressed look in his eyes.

"It's okay, just a little injury, I was accidentally scratched when I came back." Yan Qingruo wanted to withdraw her hand, but was pulled tightly by the man.

She dare not say that it was Li Shaolin who did it. After all, she was angry with Chu Mu, and the consequences would be unimaginable. The original matter has not been dealt with, so what if there is another clue.

Chu Mu brought medicinal wine from the bedside table and gently wiped it for her.

"Hiss." She yelled softly.

The man used so much strength that she wondered if Chu Mu was taking revenge on herself indirectly.

Chu Mu glanced at her slightly, and pursed his lips slightly, "Now I know it hurts, why didn't I feel the pain when I lied just now?"

Yan Qingruo bit her lip, sure enough, she couldn't escape the man's thoughts, so she could only say, "Actually, it's no wonder Shaolin, after all, Xia Chun is because of me..."

Chu Mu didn't open his mouth either, because this incident was really caused by them, that Murong Bo had indeed been staring at Yan Qingruo all the time, and he continued to gently wipe the wound on her arm, usually cold as ice. The gaze was also replaced by tenderness.

Wiping his arm, his eyes were like treating a porcelain doll, holding it in his hand for fear of breaking, putting it in his mouth for fear of melting, Yan Qingruo was about to fall.