"No, I just want Fu Qing to live well."

Enron's hand holding the fruit knife was slightly forced, and the blade of the knife had been tightly attached to her smooth neck.

Jiang Fengming, seeing her resolute manner, is really a bit of a wreck.

"Don't push me." Jiang Fengming's eyes narrowed dangerously. The dark light was flowing inside, and the whole person burst out cold and murderous.

Enron naturally noticed the anger of Jiang Fengming and clenched his teeth. He didn't mean to retreat at all.

"I'm not forcing you, you're forcing me."

Enron said coldly, "I know why you left me with you. I'm just Jiang Xueqing's double. I..."

"Shut up The river breeze calls cold to drink, the facial expression is gloomy to acme, "forbid you to mention her name."

Enron's lips outlined a smile of sarcasm, "you look strong and cold, but you are just a coward hiding in the memory. You dare not be responsible for your past behavior."

"I told you to shut up." Jiang Fengming, with a gloomy face and dark eyes, squeezed these words out of his teeth.

"Tell your people to stop and send Fu Qing to the hospital, and I'll shut up." Enron pointed to the door of the secret room with his eyes. His tone was firm and could not be refuted.

"What if I don't?" Jiang Fengming forced Enron to the past, until Enron was forced to the corner.

"Then you try." Enron swallowed saliva, heart a horizontal, holding the hand of fruit knife forced to press down.

Suddenly, the extremely sharp blade cut the skin, and the blood instantly dyed on the surface of the knife.

Gathered together, along the blade, sliding to the handle, and along the hand of Enron, flow down.

But Enron didn't seem to feel the slightest pain. His eyes were fixed on the river breeze, and he slowly opened his mouth with the determination to die.

"I can cut deeper."

Enron's lips stirred up an indifferent smile and deliberately stimulated Jiang Fengming, "what do you feel when I am just like your sister and die in front of you?"

See jiangfengming, the face is covered with dark clouds, the whole body is sending out a steady stream of cold, but still standing there, Enron's hand strength has increased a bit.

More bright red blood gushed out, ticking on the floor, splashing one after another beautiful blood.

Jiang Fengming's eyes are cold. After all, he gives orders to his subordinates in the secret room.

"Throw him at the door of the hospital."

Enron was relieved to hear him say that. Taking advantage of her distraction, Jiang Fengming quickly grabbed the fruit knife in her hand and threw it aside.

"You Enron was surprised and rushed to grab it. As a result, when Jiang Fengming cut her back, Enron softened and fell to the ground.

Jiang Fengming picked her up, carried her in his arms and went upstairs.

Seeing the housekeeper, he ordered someone to call the family doctor to bandage Enron.

At the same time, Fu Qing was carried out of the secret room, and his consciousness was dissipating a little bit.

When he saw Jiang Fengming holding the back of Enron upstairs, his pupils shrank suddenly, recovering a trace of Qingming.

When the eyes touch the bloodstain on Enron's hand, the bright red burns Fu Qing's eyes.

He wanted to catch Enron, but he couldn't lift his arm. He lost consciousness the next second.

He's safe. He's hurt.

This is Fu Qing's last thought before he was in a coma.

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