The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

He Jiali took a few steps forward gracefully, "You and that man are both madmen, as it should be. I am also a madman."

"I will kill you," he paused and frowned strangely, "I forgot to tell you, He Qi, your other biological son also loves her, he loves her so much that he wants to die."

"You can only love me! You are my sons!"

Xu Sijuan shouted loudly at the young man's broad and slender back.

Like a crazy woman.

No trace of decency.

Her possessiveness towards He Jiali was weird and suffocating, and she did not allow any woman to share He Jiali's favor.

She hid it well at first.

So everyone praised her as a good mother and a representative of independent women in the new era.

But with the appearance of Pan Shu, Xu Sijuan found that she was no longer the only one for her son. She panicked to prevent He Jiali and Pan Shu from falling in love, wishing that there would be no trace of Pan Shu's existence in the world.

Until He Jiali discovered her pathological love and possessiveness.

This is really not like a mother to her son.

He grew up rapidly, intimidating her, and even about to take away her power.

Xu Sijuan wished that Pan Shu could die.

hospital.

He Jiali knew not to let others know about this, at least not yet.

He quickly blocked the message.

Only four people, Pei Jing, Shi Lin, He Qi and Fu Chuyan, were notified.

No matter how reluctant he is.

But he must admit that these men are very good. If they work together, it will be easy to do things that wander on the edge of darkness.

He will bear all the consequences.

sister...

She just needs to be clean, happy and healthy, wear whatever cheongsam or skirt she likes, smile and do the things she likes.

Pei Jing changed into sterile clothes, frowned and disinfected Pan Shu's leg wound and stitched it.

There was some cold sweat on his face.

Hands are cold.

Even trembling slightly.

Not just the legs, the almost exposed skin was bruised and bruised, as if it had been roughly dragged on the ground.

He couldn't believe what happened to this delicate and noble young lady.

She was obviously very full of life before this.

Why is he lying on the operating table now, so quiet, as if he is dead?

In fact, those people didn't touch her.

She has a scar-prone constitution.

The marks on her snow-white skin were terrifying enough.

He Jiali sat in a cold corner, and the ground was soon wet with blood.

His eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, and his energetic eyes were staring lifelessly at the red light above the operating room.

"what happened?"

Fu Chuyan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood and rust, "Who did it?"

"Xu Sijuan."

He Qi's eyes paused, then he restrained his furious eyes and moved slowly, "What did you say?"

He Jiali licked the blood scab on the corner of his lips, "Xu Sijuan drugged my sister..."

He spoke every word with difficulty.

He breathed slowly and heavily, as if he was suffocating.

"She found... five men to violate my sister. She hired thugs to block my way. I... rushed over. They didn't meet my sister... Don't worry."

"Don't worry? How can you tell us to feel reassured?" He Qi loosened his tie in annoyance, "She's lying there with her life or death uncertain... How can you tell me to feel reassured?"

What did he care about was whether she had been touched by those people?

He was only afraid that she was in danger and that she would be left alone.

Afraid that she would be afraid, afraid that she would be desperate.

Afraid of her pain, afraid of her being sad.

He Qi couldn't even imagine how desperate she would be.

Just thinking about it makes my heart feel hard to breathe.

The other men were not much better than He Qi.

Shi Lin stood silently in the corner, with cigarette butts all around his feet.

He has no craving for cigarettes, and only occasionally smokes one when he is upset, but there are countless cigarette butts and ashes piled up at his feet.

Red eyes.

It's sad to see.

Fu Chuyan pursed his lips tightly and stared at the operating room.

The rain was falling heavily outside.

Like a heavy and sharp ice pick, it stabbed their hearts until they were bloody and broken.

With a "pop" sound, the red light in the operating room went out.

Four men waiting outside swarmed in.

Pei Jing tightly held the dying girl on the operating table and murmured in a low voice, "Don't be afraid... Shushu, don't be afraid, I'm here... I will let you live at all costs... okay."

No matter the road ahead is bumpy and thorny, or it is a sea of ​​fire and mountains of knives.

He will all leave.

The girl's face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

The corners of his eyes slowly moistened.

Eyelashes tremble slightly.

She woke up.

He Jiali slowly opened his eyes, trying to stop the noise of tears.

"...Sister." His voice was hoarse, "I'm sorry."

Shi Lin didn't dare to get close to her, fearing that the smell of cigarette smoke would infect the little girl. He just looked at her from a distance greedily and longingly, tugging at the corners of his lips in an extremely ugly manner.

She was lifeless.

It seemed that he was no longer wanted.

This discovery made Shi Lin so sad that she wanted to vomit.

It turned out to be extremely sad.

Will vomit.

Dizziness, dizziness.

Pan Shu pressed her head against the pillow gently, sobbing very quietly, her thin shoulders trembling slightly.

"Pei Jing...I, it hurts so much..."

Her voice is so small.

But they all heard it.

My heart throbbed with pain.

They thought, God is really unfair, why do all these sufferings happen to this delicate little girl... She obviously did nothing wrong, and she is obviously so popular...

There is always someone who doesn't love her.

Someone always hurt her.

God does not favor her at all.

"It hurts... I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to at all... Those people are so scary, I really want to vomit... I have never," she paused, speaking softly and slowly, "I have never smelled... Such a disgusting smell..."

"They pulled my hair... dragged me roughly..."

"I know."

Pan Shu reluctantly bent her lower lip, "I'm in so much pain that I want to die...don't save me..."

Every time she said a word, the faces of the five men present turned paler.

She seemed to be tired, slowly closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Cold sweat dampened her temples.

He Jiali expressionlessly picked up a knife from the operating table, pushed the door open with a bang and left without saying a word.

They all knew what he was going to do.

This is what they want.

So, they will deal with the aftermath.

Leave no trace.

In the rain, blood flowed like a river.

Men's rough screams came one after another.

The young man is like the god of death coming to the world.

Vicious and numb.

The cold blade reflected the young man's lifeless black eyes.

The rainwater flowed down his black hair and past his cold thin lips, and he said softly, "Why, you want to hurt her."

She obviously did nothing wrong.

She is obviously a pearl in people's hands.

They carefully cared for this delicate rose, but why was it still withered and lifeless?

If he hadn't been obsessed with Dan at the beginning.

If he suppresses the love that is going to drive him crazy.

Will she not be hurt like this...