A strange marriage: a beautiful wife breaks into her arms

Mu Yixuan was half leaning on the gate, full of gloating.

"Fox spirit, give up on big brother, you are not worthy of him." During this time, Mu Xichen treated Yi Shuluo well, and she, Mu Yixuan, remembered everything deeply.

Yi Shuluo felt a pain in his heart, but smiled on his face, "Then I also wish you a good home." Mu Yixuan has long had a deep-rooted love for Mu Xichen, which is not difficult to see.

"You!" Mu Yixuan stomped his feet angrily, but couldn't find the words to fight back.

The car stopped at Yi's house, but no one greeted her, and no one took her luggage.

Yi Shuluo felt bitter, thanks to Mu Xichen's great kindness to save a life, but fell from one hell to a deeper hell.

Dragging his luggage into the living room, the decoration of Yi's house is just like Yi Zhi'an's, and there is a cold smell everywhere, making people unconsciously afraid.

"Are you here?" Yi Zhi'an's cold voice suddenly came from behind.

Yi Shuluo took a few steps back vigilantly, without speaking.

"Hey, what's the matter, living in someone else's house without a name, like a mistress, does it taste good?" He sat down with a smile, and at some point there was an extra glass of red wine in his hand.

"Ask knowingly, are you brain-dead?" Yi Shuluo snorted coldly, facing the murder of her father and enemy, she wished she could tear him apart and swallow him.

"Forget it, let's see how long you can speak so hard, let's go, I'll show you your room." He went upstairs carrying red wine, and Yi Shuluo struggled to keep up with the heavy suitcase.

The layout and style of this room is as breathless as the living room.

"You will live here from now on, don't move things that shouldn't be moved." Yi Zhi'an stopped in this room with complicated eyes, and drank the red wine in one gulp.

But as soon as the words fell, there was the sound of glass breaking behind him.

Yi Shuluo looked at the shattered photo frame on the ground with a horrified expression, "I, I didn't mean to..." She just put the suitcase down, and then the suitcase knocked over the photo frame.

"You did it on purpose?!" Yi Zhi'an grabbed Yi Shuluo's neck violently, and pressed her hard against the wall.

on purpose? !

Yi Shuluo beat Yi Zhian's iron-like hands like crazy, but it didn't work.

"That's my mother, do you know? Did you know!" Yi Zhi'an exerted more force on his hands, and growled in a low voice as if in a daze.

Her eyes were terrified, and her consciousness was getting weaker and weaker. How could she know?The madman!

"Master, someone is looking downstairs." The butler opened the door and ran in at this moment, with a panicked expression.

Yi Zhi'an frowned, his eyes regained some clarity, he let go, and walked downstairs silently.

Yi Shuluo fell to the ground, gasping for breath, tears streaming down her face, she was doing nothing wrong, why should she be treated like this?She wants to pay back these shames bit by bit...

"Miss Yi, the young master didn't mean to do this, I hope you will forgive me." The housekeeper apologized sincerely.

"Forgive?" Yi Shuluo remained expressionless. Could it be that he did not intend to force her father to death?
Yi Zhi'an likes to be alone, there is only one butler at home, and the butler will also go home at night.

Probably because of the broken photo frame in the afternoon, Yi Zhi'an kept drinking after he went downstairs, and when it was getting dark, he was already drunk.

I heard that Yi Zhi'an's mother was a mistress who committed suicide when he was very young.

"Yi Zhi'an, it's you who didn't give me a way out... Then, let's go to hell together." Yi Shuluo looked at the drunk Yi Zhi'an, with a sad and desolate smile on his lips.

After her father died, no one loved her or protected her. She had seen too much darkness in this world.

Except for Mu Xichen, who knows how long the sun will stay this time...

After emptying the last barrel of gasoline, Yi Shuluo stood in front of Yi's house, and threw the lighter into the house. The flames rose instantly, and it would not take long for the flames to burst into the living room where Yi Zhi'an was.

The flames rose very quickly, Yi Shuluo's eyes sparkled, and he rushed into the sea of ​​flames without any hesitation.

Let's bid farewell to this world like this. She has no choice but to avenge her vengeance by killing people.

"Yi Shuluo! Come out!" There was a heart-piercing call from behind.