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In the dark and damp basement, the woman sat on the cold floor with a pale face. The original solid-colored long skirt was stained here and there because of the damp.

Covered in mud, he looked very embarrassed. The moment Liang Jing opened the iron door and entered, what he saw was the scene in front of him.Looking at the once noble woman dumped at her feet at this moment, what surprised her was that now her heart was desolate besides desolate.

She thought that she would be very happy to see Wang Yu finally being stepped on by her, but unexpectedly, the desolation was more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Wang Yu..."

Near the corner of the wall, after hearing the sound, the woman slightly raised her lowered head, and her eyes touched Long Tian who was slowly walking in beside Liang Jing.Subconsciously, he narrowed his eyes, and a look of sadness flashed across his face.

"You're here", Wang Yu was surprised that Liang Jing would bring Long Tian here, and at the same time he was puzzled, and even more dejected.Many of the things that happened in the previous generation have already passed, and what she hopes now is.

They don't want to involve Xiao Ying, only in this way, even if she dies, she will never regret it.

"Wang Yu, do you know what you look like now? You betrayed him, but now it falls into my hands. You make me disdain. It's because he didn't open his eyes. I feel worthless for him."

Maybe, from the very beginning, she shouldn't have come, it would only make her sad once.

"Brother, tell me, I'll go out for a while." After saying the last sentence, Liang Jing turned around and walked out.She was afraid that if she continued to stay, she would think of that person and cry out uncontrollably.She couldn't do it, she didn't want to show her sadness in front of a loser.

"Long time no see", this is the first time Long Tian saw Wang Yu in decades.If Liang Qi hadn't brought him here, he really couldn't believe that the people who walked together before would appear in such a place.

Thinking of this, Long Tian couldn't help but think of what happened before, and then he lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman, the infatuation in his eyes has been replaced by Qingming.For him, no matter how good the previous memories are, they are all in the past after all.What's more, she has done so many wrong things.

"I know you all hate me, but for the sake of the past, I hope you can let my daughter go. All of this is my fault, and I will bear all the consequences. I beg you Are you OK?"

All the arrogance, all the persistence, all collapsed at this moment.She wasn't sure if Long Tian would agree to her request, but she would do everything she could, and as long as it was possible, she would not give up.

"Xiao Yu, do you know what you're talking about? It was you, and that man surnamed Shen, who killed my younger brother. Do you think I'll agree to you without any resentment? Honey, I'm An Dao The person above...", the first conversation after the farewell was cold and ruthless.

Hearing it, Wang Yu fell directly to the ground.She knew that Liang Qi would put someone here with her, it was definitely not as simple as imagined.

"Long Tian, ​​if you promise me not to help Liang Qi torture Xiao Ying, I, I will give you the key..." After saying the last sentence, Wang Yu froze on the floor.It's just that Long Tian's next sentence cut off the last ray of hope in her heart.

"Xiao Yu, let the past matter go, I don't want to pursue the past matter anymore, but, Shen Ziying is the daughter of Mrs. Shen, and I'm not so magnanimous enough to tolerate everything.

It was him who killed my brother, and even my sister-in-law, Mrs. Shuiyue, is still missing.Moreover, the key is with me, it is not important anymore, I have done so many wrong things, I don’t want to let myself regret it, I’m sorry.”

After saying the last sentence, Long Tian turned around and walked out without looking at Wang Yu.As the iron door was being closed, in the empty basement, only the woman was left lying on the floor.

Behind him, on the rough glass window, the afterglow of the sun setting through the window fell on the dark floor, drawing a faint halo.