1088: C1088 It Hurt Her Deeply

C1088 It Hurt Her Deeply

He could only treat Xin Mann well and let Zhuang Yifeng transfer all of his hatred onto Xin Mann.

In the beginning, he could not bear to see Xin Mann not harming him, but what could he do? Xiaoya would be kidnapped a second time after being kidnapped once. He could not follow Xiaoya for 365 days a year, 20 hours a day, 1 hour and 60 minutes a minute and 60 seconds.

An accident would be life-threatening.

Between Xiaoya and Xin Mann, even if Xin Mann did not let him down, he could only choose to give up and let Zhuang Yifeng point the gun at her.

He was indeed cold-blooded. Vicious enough.

However, when he saw Xiaoya holding a pillow and wanting to cover Xin Mann to death, all the blood in his body boiled very hot. He wished he could immediately kill Zhuang Yifeng to end her pain.

He had no choice but to endure.

He could not bear it, so Zhuang Yifeng had to be on guard. Once he was on guard, the time of killing him would be extended infinitely.

However, once he settled everything, she would leave.

She would leave without a trace.

The cash check had expired, not a single cent had been withdrawn, and the bank had returned.

He had checked her bank card and found that her father-in-law and mother-in-law were using it.

Her suitcase was still in Qingfeng Garden. He tried to open the password lock on the suitcase and entered her birthday.

Something was not right.

He entered his birthday again.

When he saw the password lock open with a click, he knew that he was finished. His heart was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

He didn't know how many more things belonged to her.

Just the password lock for his birthday was enough to make him wish he was dead.

When the box was opened, it was all her daily clothes. She only brought three pairs of her favorite shoes.

However, she didn't take anything with her.

The bedsheets and covers were washed clean and placed in the cupboard. When she took them out, there was the smell of the sun.

It was as if it had been washed yesterday.

He pulled open the drawer in her closet and there were some gift boxes inside.

The small box was wrapped beautifully.

He opened it. There was a tie and a zipper. The box was not broken. However, the things inside had been cut into pieces, but they had not been discarded.

He put those things together.

Violet's flaps were rolled with pink edges. They were very beautiful and could be folded into beautiful flaps that were inserted into his suit's chest pocket. At the corner of the flaps, there was a word embroidered, "Shen. "

There was also a word embroidered on the bottom and bottom of the tie, "Shen. "

He knew that he had hurt her thoroughly.

Injured thoroughly.

He had hurt her so badly that she didn't want to take anything with her. She didn't even want to take a change of clothes with her.

At that time, he was lying on the carpet beside the bed, and there was a muffled bang.

He thought about how many times he spent the night in Qingfeng Garden. The next day, he would kick her out of bed. He heard her fall on the carpet next to the bed, and when he saw her get up, he gritted his teeth and shouted his name, "Zhuang Yichen!"

At that time, he was very happy. He hated her calling him "boss" on the bed. She also called him "boss" under the bed.

He was a very smart person. He would never agree to anyone calling him "Boss. "

It turned out that she had always been different when she was with him.

That was why he had been hiding her. He was afraid that she would be poisoned by Zhuang Yifeng. When she went to the blind date and found out that it was Kang Yiyun, his hair stood on end. Anyone could believe that she was putting on a show, but she did not believe in Kang Yiyun. He hated her past.

That part only had Kang Yiyun, not his past.

Zhuang Yifeng had been eyeing him covetously. At that time, he couldn't care less about anything, so he went there. He dragged her back to the scene of the marriage proposal that had been booked.

Now that Zhuang Yifeng was gone, he didn't need to hide anymore. He could openly take her to eat, watch TV, and play overseas.

Whenever he thought about this, he felt so painful that he couldn't sleep. It was as if someone was cutting off his heart and cutting off his flesh.

The woman he had spent so much effort to protect was just like planted in his body.

There was no more. His heart was missing a large piece. Every day. There were still people digging. It was so painful that he couldn't even scream.

"Young Master. . . " Lee Yong did not knock on the door. He pushed open the door and entered the bedroom. Xiaoya was not here now, so he did not need to hide too much. It was also to make Zhuang Yichen speak less. However, the moment he entered, he saw Zhuang Yichen crying in a suppressed voice on the bed.

Lee Yong's heart ached. He regretted coming in at this time.

Zhuang Yichen usually hid very well and did not show anything. At most, he would be angry. At this time, he was sleeping there. He was like a struggling beast. Why did he come in? Did he want to deprive people who were usually suppressed to the point of having nowhere to vent their anger to even hide in their rooms and cry?

But he had already shouted.

Just as he was about to leave, Zhuang Yichen shouted hoarsely, "Uncle Lee!"

Lee Yong responded. His voice was trembling. "Hey!"

Zhuang Yichen was still clinging to him. He hugged his shoes, covered his chest, sniffled, and spoke with a hoarse voice, as if he was enduring a huge pain. He said with trembling teeth, "Uncle Lee, I feel terrible. . . My heart is in pain. It hurts so much. It's useless even if I press it and rub it. . . "

Lee Yong stood by the bed with tears flowing down his face, "Young master. . . "

"Young master, the photos at the Shadow Tower have been remade. Should I tell you, or should I hang it at the usual place?"

When he took the photos, Zhuang Yichen had demanded that the film studio delete all the photos. When the photos were destroyed, Xiaoya's face could not be seen anymore. He asked Lee Yong to call the cinema to ask for the film. They said it had been deleted a long time ago, and he almost tore down the cinema.

Fortunately, when the wedding photos were taken, Xiaoya showed off and gave a copy to Ye Er and Xia Qian.

Only then did he handcuff Ye Er's copy and go to the film studio to do it again.

Zhuang Yichen's memory was amazing. She knew which crystal was made of a few inches crystal, which drawing was made of a few inches board, which photo was recorded in the book, and which position and arrangement.

"Okay, hang it up. Otherwise, I would have forgotten what she looked like. " . . .

It was another weekend. Xu Zheyan returned from the provincial capital to visit his grandmother in Qing County. Ms Jin said she wanted to treat him to a meal, so she called Xiaoyu.

After dinner, Xu Zheyan originally said that he would send Ms Jin and Xiaoyu home.

Ms Jin said that she would go for a walk and exercise after dinner.

When taking a walk, Xiaoyu was always indifferent. She did not say anything, nor did she express anything.2

Xu Zheyan didn't say much either.

In Xiaoyu's impression, Xu Zheyan was not such a person. He was very humorous when she saw him at Grandma Xu's house that day.

People in the county had a very rich entertainment life. In places with squares, there were people dancing, there were people working out, and there were people in pairs.

Those songs were all street songs, the kind that was loud and clear.

Ms Jin stood by the side of the square and twisted along with the music. She touched her waist and said, "Xiaoyu, others say that I'm too fat and need to lose weight. I think I really need to lose weight. Sigh. I'll go and twist it a few times. Haha, wait for me. "

Xiaoyu actually quite admired Ms Jin's humor. She never thought that there was anything wrong with being fat. She always said, "I'm fat, but my skin is good. Those thin skin at my age are not as full as mine. "

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