"Brother Linfeng," Lin Qinxue sobbed, "I want to be alone and calm down."
Gu Linfeng was stunned.
"good."
The door opened and closed again. Lin Qinxue finally couldn't suppress the anger in her heart and crumpled the quilt into a ball.
Song Qingyu!
She really underestimated her!
Lin Qinxue picked up the phone on the ground.
The phone is of good quality and not damaged.
She opened the address book, looking for the next "Yang Maimai", but her finger suddenly stopped.
Then, the corners of his lips curved slightly.
How could she have forgotten that one?
…
After leaving the hospital, Lu Yanzhi went straight to Qianye.
As soon as he entered the villa, he asked, "Is Song Qingyu still there?"
After receiving an affirmative answer, he went upstairs with light steps.
Pushing open the door of Song Qingyu's bedroom, he saw Song Qingyu curled up on the bed.
The woman's small body is like a baby animal, very adorable.
He tiptoed to the bedside, his heart pounding.
Song Qingyu's face was covered with tear marks.
It seemed like he cried for a long time.
He squatted down and gently wiped away the tears from Song Qingyu's face.
Every time I wiped a spot, my heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands.
I can't breathe at all.
How much injustice has she suffered?
Lu Yanzhi leaned over and kissed the tears at the corners of Song Qingyu's eyes.
The next second, he stood up and saw a pair of eyes staring at him in the darkness.
It's bottomless, yet filled with hatred.
His breathing hitched and his heart ached even more.
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