"If you want me to meet him." Luo Zhiying stopped for a second, and then raised a bright smile on his lips, "you give me money, one million see once, two million see twice, how about not capping?"

Rao is the beginning of Luonan did not hold much expectations of this matter, now is also her shameless recognition to refresh the bottom line.

Luonan breathed a little and clenched his fist: "Luo Zhiying, do you know that dad is expecting you to visit him every day? If you beat him into a moderate concussion, don't you feel guilty at all? "

Luo Zhiying's face is still so indifferent smile, she walked in, casually kicked off the high-heeled shoes on her feet, walked barefoot to Luo Nanchu's back, and left her bag on the sofa. "Guilty? Why should I feel guilty? " Her voice was indifferent and merciless. Her arm was on Ronan Chu's shoulder. She was close to her body, smiling rather than smiling. "Who should be guilty? It's not a good thing for you to change our family like this! "

Luo Nanchu pushed her away. She turned to look at Luo Zhiying, looked at her satirical eyes, and couldn't help saying, "even if I'm sorry for you, but dad doesn't always apologize to you! Did he treat you badly in one place these years? How can you transfer your hatred of me to him? "

"It's not that he's partial!" Luo Zhiying looked at her, and her eyes were full of hate. "If it wasn't for you, would I be reduced to this appearance? Look at me, look at you! Ronan, I have nothing! What you get now, originally belongs to me! You took everything from me and he gave you the best! You are still in front of me, hypocritical! If you really feel guilty about me, you will die. If you have made me so bad, what qualifications do you have to live in this world! "

The hatred of red fruit and malice, like a sharp arrow with venom, gushed out of Luo Zhiying's mouth. Luonan felt the clearest malice from her words.

Luo Zhiying hate her, not only hate her, but also hate Luo Juntian, just because she is better than her now.

Ronan was a little incredible: "Luo Zhiying, you hate me, why do you hate dad? He has been working hard for your business. What has he done to you these years? Because you can't live on your own, he even gave you the money I gave Xiao Yi. What's your dissatisfaction with him? "

Luo Zhiying heard the speech and sneered: "what is your little money compared with what you have now?"

Ronan began to understand, "are you jealous of me?"

Luo Zhiying's face was slightly distorted for a moment, and the most reluctant to admit the darkest emotion in his heart seemed to be summarized by two words used by Luonan.

All her feelings towards Ronan in these days were nothing more than jealousy.

Envy her to have a beloved man, to envy her to have her own children, to envy her, to envy everything that she does not have, to have no more.

Those years of accumulated negative emotions, like the last straw to kill the camel, she envies lornan at the beginning of suffering from all that can still get up, but she can only drift with the tide, let those filthy pervade her whole body, jealousy that she can not only retreat, but also live so well..