Luo Zhiying's body was spasmodic again and again. She looked at Luo Juntian's face and held him by the wrist of her arm with her fingers. She gritted her teeth and said, "I have become this way. It's not you who caused me to do this!"

Luo Jun day Zheng Zheng Zheng, slightly some unbelievable looking at her.

Luo Zhiying seemed to be looking at something very disgusting and dirty. She pushed Luo Juntian's hand away. She stood up from the ground, staggered back a few steps, and growled at Luo Juntian in a hoarse voice: "if you were not so eccentric and asked me to marry Fu Tingyuan, how could I have fallen into this situation?! You know that his family is powerful and powerful, but you let Ronan marry him. I am your own! Good. Why can't you think about it for me? "

She was so angry that she lost her sense that she would say these words in front of luonanchu and Fu Tingyuan.

Luo Juntian's face changed several times, as if there was something hard to tell the secret to Luo Zhiying. A wrinkled face was blue and white.

"If I were lornan Chu, I would not have become like this..." Luo Zhiying squatted down, put her hand around her head and buried her face in her lap. Her disgust for her life now and her hatred for luonanchu were exposed to the public completely under the urge of drug addiction. Her voice choked and she cried intermittently, "at the beginning If you can think about it for me in the future, if you can not be so partial How can I live like this At that time, I also like him, but you did not let me marry him, you refused me! You got Ronan to marry him, Dad! It's you who made me this way, and you who made me so! "

……

Luonan stood there, stunned.

Luo Zhiying originally

Also like Fu Tingyuan?

She once asked Luo Juntian to marry Fu Tingyuan?

She had never heard of it before, and it was a shock to speak from Luo Zhiying.

No wonder at that time, Luo Zhiying had been telling her that Fu Tingyuan was not suitable for her. She just thought that her sister didn't like Fu Tingyuan and had never thought about it.

She raised her head and looked at Fu Tingyuan to see what kind of expression Luo Zhiying expressed in his confession.

The man noticed her eyes, drooping eyes light glance at her, pinched her palm: "don't gossip too much."

It's still a expressionless face.

Want to come

In his life, he has met many kinds of beautiful women, which can be said to be well-informed. Luo Zhiying's old memories will not stir up many waves in his heart.

After all, a white snow Sheng is better than countless beauties in the world.

Luo Juntian stood in place, listening to his daughter's accusation to him. The muscles on his face violently twitched several times, then hoarse and laughed, and asked, "I'm partial?"

His voice was so low that he was almost ready to cry.

"I'm not good enough for you?"

"I won't let you marry Fu Tingyuan?"

"You blame me for not thinking about you?"

He looked at Luo Zhiying and tearfully said: "I am too considerate of you, just let the original you suffer the sin, let the South first accept!"

"What do you think he's happy to marry Nanchu? What do you think made him come to our Luo family? " He went to the sofa and sat down, staring at the void with dull eyes and hoarse voice, "it's true that I was too eccentric. If I could think about it for Nanchu in those years, how could she be entangled with him up to now?"