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She stretched out her hand and pinched Ling Jiajia's neck directly. The blood that originally flowed from the neck had already solidified.

"Bitch, I managed to drive Qi Yue away. I thought Mr. An Detective would belong to me alone, but why? Why did you, a bitch, show up again?" Luo Fu Xin seemed to have completely lost his mind .Due to her actions just now, Lingaga was already lying on the ground, her body straddled her body directly, and her hands pinched her neck more and more forcefully.

"You loose!!! Hand." Ling Jiajia's face turned blue, she felt her hands and feet began to go weak, and her brain began to suffer from lack of oxygen, and she managed to hold back three words, but she didn't expect Luo Fuxin to go crazy after hearing this .

"How dare you order me? Today I will kill you alive." Luo Fu Xin's hands became more and more forceful, and Ling Jiajia's legs kept shaking, rubbing against the ground.Wanting to shake the woman sitting on her to the ground.But this woman was tightly stuck to her body like an octopus, no matter how hard Ling Jiajia tried, he couldn't shake her off his body.

"Young Master An and I don't love each other at all." Suddenly, Ling Jiajia uttered a complete sentence with all his strength.

As soon as the words came out, Luo Fu Xin's hand that was tightly pinching Ling Jiajia's neck gradually loosened.The ferocious and terrifying look on his face finally disappeared, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes that couldn't be erased.

Ling Jiajia seems to be infected by her, but in fact no matter how Luo Fu Xin treats her, she doesn't hate her.It's all because she loves Young Master An.

Although this kind of love is hard to accept, although this kind of love accepts variation, she has the courage to express it, unlike her who obviously has little feelings for An Zhen, and she doesn't even have the courage to express it.

At this time, Ling Jiajia completely forgot that she was in danger. She was deeply immersed in her own memories, and she was gradually making a decision in her heart. If she survived today, she must confess to Young Detective An.Even if she knows the ending, she still wants to let Young Master An know how she feels about him.

Time passed by, and a police car rang outside the door.Gradually getting closer.

Ling Jiajia was awakened suddenly by the sound of the police car, and stretched out her hand to push Luo Fu Xin: "You go." Anyway, although everything is because Luo Fu Xin's love for Detective An is too persistent, but if She never showed up, maybe one day she will move An Zhenshao.Although the chance of this is only a few tenths...

"Hahaha." Luo Fuxin looked up and laughed as if he hadn't heard Ling Jiajia's words at all, with a ferocious and terrifying expression on his face.However, Lingajia could clearly see the tears in the corners of her eyes slowly falling down.

"Actually, I shouldn't blame you. You, like me, were just a pawn of An Zhenshao from the beginning." Luo Fu Xin raised her head and smiled, recalling: "The person he loves in his heart will always be the one named Qi Yue." Even though I used a trick to make that woman disappear in front of her three years ago, his miss for Qiyue has never stopped."

Ling Jiajia sat quietly on the ground, listening to the crazy woman in front of her, telling the pain in her heart.Who says rich people must be happy?Even if there is no need to worry about food and clothing, there is still a certain amount of panic in my heart.She could tell that Luo Fu Xin was very lonely.

"I know, he never loved me." Lingajia lowered her head, her long hair blocked her face, so she couldn't see her expression at all from the side.

Luo Fu Xinke didn't intend to let Ling Jiajia go just like that, she also wanted Ling Jiajia to bear her pain.

"Do you know? He married you because you..."

"Snapped!"

"Uh!"

"bump"

Luo Fu Xin's eyes widened, she opened her mouth, but she didn't say what she was about to say.With that gunshot, her whole body fell heavily on Ling Jiajia's body.

Ling Jiajia was stunned. Her eyes were bigger than copper coins, and she kept staring at the muzzle of the gun on Luo Fu Xin's back.

What did she want to say just now?Why is this gunshot being stopped?Why?For the first time, Lingaga felt flustered, the unspoken secret, she remembered that she lost a certain memory three years ago because of some things.

Could that memory be related to An Detective Young Master?Suddenly, Ling Jiajia raised her head, and before she could see the figure in front of her clearly, Fu Xin's body was thrown aside in her hands, and then a faint fragrance of roses wafted from her nose.She fell into a warm embrace.