Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

"...Luo Xuan?!" Just beside the gallery, a man was sitting at the entrance of the gallery with his knees curled up, his white shirt was stained with blood.That person is none other than Luo Xuan!

Jingshaji hurriedly unbuckled her seat belt, and was about to open the door and run out when her arm was grabbed by Han Ziye.

"Sit down and don't move!" Han Ziye ordered her with a faint threat in his eyes.

Jing Shaji glanced at Luo Xuan, and suddenly threw Han Ziye away. Just as he opened the door lock, Han Ziye told her coldly: "Jing Shaji, if you dare to take a step out today, you will never appear in this gallery. !"

She froze slightly, and glanced at Han Ziye in surprise.

Han Ziye's eyes had a fierceness that she had never seen before, and he turned his head slowly, only then did Jing Shaji realize how red his eyes were and how terrifying his eyes were.

"...what... what...? What did you say... what?"

"You know exactly what I said. I told you to stay here! Don't move!" After saying this, Han Ziye put the reverse gear on, and just about to drive away, Jingshaji suddenly opened the door and walked out of the car go down.

Jing Shaji stood outside the car and glanced at Luo Xuan, then at Han Ziye.

Han Ziye's eyes gradually showed determination, he stared into her eyes, and told her word by word: "You have been fired."

It seemed that she had made a lot of determination, she heard herself answer "yes" from her throat, and before her words fell, he stepped on the accelerator abruptly, and the car sped past her, taking off for a while. Clouds of smoke left behind the thorny seabuckthorn, standing alone in the same place, with tears of grievance in his eyes, trying not to let them flow out of his eyes.

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Luo Xuan sat curled up on the side of the gallery from the beginning to the end, because it was early morning, there were hardly any people on the street, and the early morning sun slanted on his body, casting a long and slender shadow.

His snow-white shirt was covered with blood. He hugged his knees and buried his head in them, motionless.

Jingshaji cautiously approached him, walked up to Luo Xuan, looked at the blood on his body, and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

He is a killer, a man who walks on the tip of a knife.She never forgot this, never ignored the fact.

Jingshaji squatted down gently, looked at his blood-stained palm, slowly stretched out a hand to support his arm tremblingly, and called him softly: "...Luo Xuan?"

His body trembled slightly, and he raised his head suddenly, the blood splattered on his face had dried up.

The moment she saw Luo Xuan like this, Jing Shaji suddenly remembered the same situation 21 years ago. On that night, she found him, and that... was the beginning of everything that happened between her and him!

Luo Xuan broke into a smile when he saw her for the first time. Even though there was so much blood on his face, he smiled like a child, but when he smiled, his eyes were full of sadness: "... ...I can't find you anywhere, so I can only wait for you here...Xiao Sha, I've waited, haven't I?"

She gently touched his face, feeling unspeakably sad in her heart, her nose was sore, she couldn't help leaning over to hug him, and asked him: "... What did you do last night? Did you get hurt?"

He shook his head, but his eyes couldn't help showing melancholy.

His body is fine, but... the wounds in his heart... don't matter!He thought that as long as she was by his side, all wounds could be healed!