Jian Yuan was stunned. Even Jian Xi didn't touch her. Who the hell was Jian Qianqian? How dare she hit her like this?
"This slap is for my mother!"
Bang! Before Jian Yuan could react, another slap came.
"This slap is for my dad!"
Snap, followed by another slap.
"This slap is for me!"
"This slap is for Jian Ximo!"
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After slapping Jian Yuan ten times and seeing her face swollen like a pig's head, Jian Qianqian put down her hand that had hurt her.
"Do you think you've won? Don't you love my dad very much? My dad is suffering from severe depression now. This is the effect you want to achieve, right?"
"But Jian Yuan, you must love yourself before you can love others. Your feelings for my father are not love, but a simple pathological dependence."
"This is a disease, it needs to be treated!"
"No! I love Jianxi!"
Jian Yuan raised her head and looked at Jian Qianqian firmly. She was almost torturing herself. If this wasn't love, what was it?
Jian Qianqian placed a thin pathology diagnosis in front of Jian Yuan.
"Not only have you never loved him, but he has also never loved you!"
Jian Qianqian's words seemed to send Jian Yuan to hell. Jian Yuan laughed fiercely and roared as if he wanted to tear Jian Qianqian to pieces, while Jian Qianqian took two steps back, folded her hands and looked at Jian Yuan as if she was watching a joke.
"Now you have a choice. Take this medical record, admit that you have never loved anyone, and then reduce your sentence."
"Or...if this case never existed, and you were simply committing murder!"
Jian Yuan also laughed. She stared at Jian Qianqian with a provocative smile: "I'm not sick! I tell you, I would rather go to jail than admit that I'm sick!"
"No, you're really sick!"
"I'm not sick... I'm not sick..."
When Jian Qianqian left the visiting room, the diagnosis had been torn to pieces by Jian Yuan, but in fact, it was not Jian Yuan's diagnosis at all.
Jian Qianqian came to see Jian Yuan for only one purpose, to make her confess!
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