Sprinkle some icing sugar on He Ye's heart

The next morning.

Isidore sent for medicine.

Jiang Yiyi, who had hardly slept all night, directly threw the medicine into the sink in front of the servants.

If she had to sacrifice her brother, she would rather not have this face.

The servant immediately reported to Isidor.

Yisiduo looked cold, Jiang Yiyi was betting with him, she really thought she had weight in his heart!
He just doesn't like being played with, and he's still a woman.

"Since you don't want to take it, then let her be fulfilled." He didn't ask the servant to deliver the medicine to her again.

Let her fend for herself.

Jiang Yiyi, who didn't take the medicine, rotted faster, just like the paint on the wall, peeling off piece by piece, revealing the red meridians under the skin, which is shocking.

Looking at the horrible self in the mirror, Jiang Yiyi felt a little numb.

What she felt most sorry for was her child. In the future, there would be such a terrifying mother, and she might receive too many strange looks because of her.

But she really couldn't help it, how could she have the heart to let her brother suffer.

Now she has no choice but to gamble.

At noon, the servant came to deliver lunch.

Seeing Jiang Yiyi's appearance, she seemed to have seen a ghost, and the dinner plate in her hand fell.

Isidor, who was in the study, listened to the servant's report and smashed the computer at hand.

I really want to play with him!
Then he will accompany him to the end.

At this time, the butler came in a hurry.

"Second Young Master, Na Ze's mansion sent a painting over. Later, Mr. Na Ze will come to visit you in person."

Isidor put away his anger, and this choice finally showed his face!
He was really curious, how he was willing to let Jiang Yiyi suffer on his side, it seemed that he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

Under Isidor's order, the servant carefully carried the painting to the study...

When Windsor passed by, Isidore was admiring the newly hung landscape paintings on the study with his hands behind his back.

Taking a closer look, the landscape paintings are quite familiar, she seems to have seen them somewhere.

"Second brother."

"I was just going to get someone to call you to enjoy the painting that Na Ze sent." Isidore beckoned her over.

"Second brother, did you come back? Is he coming today?"

"It'll be here in a while."

"Why didn't you let someone inform me earlier, I have to change clothes." Without waiting for Isidor to say anything, Windsor turned and ran away.

Lili, who was hiding in the corner and eavesdropped, hurriedly lifted the corner of her skirt and ran towards Jiang Yiyi's room.

The outside of Jiang Yiyi's room was locked with chains.

She took advantage of the gap between serving tea and water, and slipped a note under the door.

Jiang Yiyi stood by the balcony, looking at the dense forest ahead.

Isidor just locked the door. If she really wanted to escape, she could just turn down from the balcony, but how could she escape!

He just knew this, and he was not strict with her captivity.

Hearing the knocking sound from the door, she immediately turned back to the room.

When picking up the note on the ground, Jiang Yiyi's complexion changed.

Then choose to come?

He Xun woke up?

But it had only been more than a day, how could his legs and feet recover so quickly.

Was it Li Xiu and the others who woke up He Xun?

How could they do this, then what's the point of her returning to the Devil's Nest!
Looking at this note, she didn't feel any joy in her heart, more sad, even a little angry.

*
in the living room.

Windsor is exquisitely dressed, looking forward to it like a butterfly.

Every few minutes, I would ask the servant if the car Naxuan had arrived.

She was smart this time, and also changed Ella's makeup to imitate the Chinese people, and specially softened the three-dimensional contours of Westerners.

Before that, there was a maid in the Naze mansion who could give her advice on her makeup, but the maid suddenly disappeared a few days ago. She asked people to go to the Naze mansion to inquire, but she didn't see the maid back, so she It just disappeared out of nowhere!

She checked the luggage she had brought back. The valuable jewelry was still there, and nothing was lost at home. The maid did not steal and run away.

But she was just a servant, and she didn't care too much.

Just as she was going to look outside the door again, footsteps came from outside.

Then came the choice.

He was wearing a neat handmade high-end dark suit, dark brown sunglasses on a high bridge of the nose, thin lips slightly pursed, chin resolute, stern and deep lines, full of dignity.

"That choice." Windsor ran over eagerly, with the corners of her skirt flying.

"Miss Windsor." Na Ze greeted politely and alienated.

"Mr. Na Ze, our second young master invites you to the study." The butler made a gesture of invitation.

Windsor wanted to follow, but was persuaded by the housekeeper.

She stomped her feet and continued to wait in the living room again...

*
on the balcony.

The sun came out in the afternoon, and the sun was very bright, but Jiang Yiyi seemed to be in a cold cellar.

Not far from the balcony, the butterfly-like Windsor was walking with a man who looked exactly like Hessun.

In the sunshine, the two held hands, and the beautiful back view was like a painting.

Jiang Yiyi stared at his legs closely. His walking posture was very natural, no different from normal people.

The sound of unlocking came, and a tall figure appeared behind her.

"It seems that I don't need to remind you to watch a good show." Isidor's voice sounded.

He walked to her side and looked in Windsor's direction.

"He came to me. I'll treat your face. He will marry Windsor." Isidore raised his lips slightly, "He promised very readily. It seems that he really cares about you, or your face."

Every word in Isidore's words pierced Jiang Yiyi's heart like a knife.

Although she had prepared for the worst, she was still trembling with anger.

Isidor squinted her green pupils and looked at her disgusting face. The rotten face was accompanied by pus and exuded an unpleasant smell, which was shocking.

"As long as he is with Windsor tonight, I will treat your face right away."

Even if Jiang Yiyi is willing to take the medicine, that layer of skin won't last long, and sooner or later he will have to undergo surgery, but he can see Na Ze and Jiang Yiyi both deflated, and he feels very happy in his heart.

"Be obedient, and you won't have to suffer!" He wanted to touch her face, but he couldn't do it.

Jiang Yiyi bit her lower lip tightly, her lip was bitten and bled, but against that terrifying face, it looked so insignificant.

"Isidor, you are so pathetic. What terrible experience did you go through to create your twisted soul?"

Isidore's face was gloomy, and he didn't answer, but put his hands on her shoulders, forcing her to turn around and look at Na Ze and Windsor.

"Look carefully, the next time I see him will be his and Windsor's wedding, no, it should be our wedding." Isidor leaned his face against hers, forcing her to look at the one who was kissing in the sun together. Nacho and Windsor.

Distance, neither far nor near.

Jiang Yiyi saw it clearly.

Tears slid from the corners of her eyes, and the salty tears fell on the suppurated skin, causing a piercing pain.

It's just that no matter how painful it is, it doesn't feel like her heartache at the moment.