I don't deserve your love

"From now on, I won't trouble you again, and I won't pester Yan Ye again. We'll just be the most ordinary friends, or even just acquaintances."

Lin Ruxiang's series of words are generous, decent, honest, humble, and impeccable.

Zhuo Jian only looked at her with a faint smile, and then looked at the glass of water.

How can there be impeccable in this world?

It would be wrong to be impeccable.

"Come on, I'll stay out of your sight immediately."

"You said you were my rival in love, I think that's okay, a glass of wine is nothing, but I can't find a reason to touch you, so I refuse."

"Refused? You want a reason? Then, your mother and my father dated. Is it a reason? Maybe we are half-sisters. "

Lin Ruxiang said again.

Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, did her father date her mother?

Zhuo Jian remembered what his father said when he was young, they were each other's first love, and they got married right after their first love, so where did they come from for the reason that they had dated others?

Zhuo Jian looked at her, with a little more disgust unconsciously in her eyes.

"My mother said it herself. Back then, my father had a deep affection for your mother. I don't think you need to be suspicious. After all, isn't he also deeply in love with you now?"

Lin Ruxiang also said that the hands holding that glass of water were sore. She had been tied up for several hours and was about to lose it now, but Zhuo Jian didn't want to drink this glass anyway.

"I'm afraid it's your father's unrequited love!"

Zhuo Jian said.

"Unrequited love?"

Lin Ruxiang was very angry with these three words, but had to be patient: "I don't care about them anymore, I just want you to drink this glass of water, and then we don't look into the past, I promise, I can swear."

Her tone was finally no longer as patient as before.

Zhuo Jian took it, but then put the glass of water back to its original place. Lin Ruxiang looked at it, sneered, and approached suddenly.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously dodged to the side, but she still held her shoulders against the wall.

The skirt she was wearing was not convenient for walking, Lin Ruxiang held her down easily, and brought his glass of water in front of her: "Are you worried that I will poison you to death? Then I have already drank this glass, you shouldn't be afraid, right?" ?”

"..."

Zhuo Jian's shoulders were stressed, and when she heard some voices outside, she looked out.

Lin Ruxiang was even more anxious, and directly put the water glass to her mouth.

Zhuo Jian turned around and dodged, grabbed Lin Ruxiang's wrist with both hands and pushed her out hard.

Lin Ruxiang's glass of water was stacked on the edge of the bathtub, the water was spilled, and the glass was broken.

Lin Ruxiang also fell to the ground because she was wearing high heels, very close to the bathtub.

She glanced at the glass of water, and then couldn't hide the murderous intent in her eyes anymore, she glanced fiercely at Zhuo Jian, got up and rushed towards Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian ran out reflexively, but Lin Ruxiang grabbed her long hair and dragged her back directly towards the bathtub.

The water in the bathtub made a noise, Zhuo Jian coughed choked, and grabbed the edge of the bathtub with both hands trying to get up.

"go to hell!"

As Lin Ruxiang said that, she jumped on her and pushed her head into the water again.

There was a lot of movement in the water.

Rose petals blocked Zhuo Jian's face, but they couldn't block her body.

Lin Ruxiang couldn't care about her hand either, Zhuo Jian raised her hand, grabbed Lin Ruxiang's hair forcefully, and stood up with that strength.

Lin Ruxiang lowered his head in pain, and knocked his whole head into the bathtub. Zhuo Jian got up from the side and held her in it: "Lin Ruxiang, do you think I don't know what your glass of water means?"

Lin Ruxiang thumped a few times, and Zhuo Jian pressed her hard: "It's not just my death that you want, you are not planning to let go of you in my stomach."

Ever since Lin Ruxiang's lies were exposed, Zhuo Jian no longer had any kind thoughts towards Lin Ruxiang.

This woman just hates her and wants her to live a bad life. If she can't be killed, she will find a way to make her life worse than death. For such a woman, wish yourself a happy wedding?

Lin Ruxiang quickly came out of the water: "I just want you and everything in your stomach to die, you already..."

When Zhuo Jian heard her words, there was no disturbance in her heart anymore, but when someone rushed in from outside, Lin Ruxiang immediately turned over and fell inside, and then grabbed Zhuo Jian's hand to her neck, listening to her hoarse voice, "Ah Jane, don't do this..."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

what!

The whole family is a playwright.

Wang Rui broke in with several bodyguards, and when he saw what was going on inside, he stood far away and did not move.

Both women were wet.

Wang Rui reminded the people next to him: "Go and call Mr. Fu over."

The man nodded and turned around and ran out.

Zhuo Jian couldn't even let go of her.

Lin Ruxiang pinched his own neck with one hand, and there were two red finger prints on it.

Lin Ruxiang smiled at her, gritted his teeth.

It took Zhuo Jian a long time to break free from her hand. At that time, the back of her hand was already bleeding from Lin Ruxiang's pinch.

Zhuo Jian got up and retreated, Lin Ruxiang sat up holding her neck with tears streaming down her face, but she didn't leave the water tank, panting heavily, as if she had just escaped from death.

Wang Rui just looked at her indifferently until he heard footsteps coming in behind him, he turned around and nodded to the person who came in: "Boss Fu.

When Fu Yanye went out, he didn't take his coat with him, instead he wore a white shirt and gray trousers.

As soon as he walked in in a straight suit, he saw his wife standing there, and her eyes immediately turned to him.

"Except for Wang Rui, all back down."

Fu Yanye said so.

Then walked towards the bed with long legs.

Zhuo Jian stood there gasping for breath, feeling that he was dying when he walked past behind.

But soon, a heavy coat was put on her shoulders, and her body was warmed up immediately.

Fu Yanye hugged her shoulders, glanced at the red-eyed woman in the bathtub, and asked again: "What's going on?"

Wang Rui took a step forward, but kept his eyes down all the time, "Miss Lin broke in suddenly."

After hearing this, Fu Yanye looked at Lin Ruxiang, saw two red marks on her neck, couldn't help but look at his little wife: "Did you pinch?"

Is she so strong?

If so, he would have to look at it with admiration.

Zhuo Jian was asked by that voice, and looked at him disappointedly.

Did he think she wanted to kill Lin Ruxiang?

At this moment, she wished that she was really that vicious.

Zhuo Jian's hair was still dripping water, dripping all over her body, she didn't look much better than Lin Ruxiang.

She pushed Fu Yanye away, and only said lightly: "She pinched it herself."

"Did I pinch myself? Am I a masochist?"

Lin Ruxiang sat in the bathtub and asked her aggrievedly.

"What more!"

The two words of Zhuo Jian's aloofness were mixed with stubbornness and anger in his eyes at this time.

Of course she wasn't angry with Lin Ruxiang.

Lin Ruxiang didn't deserve to make her so angry.

What she was angry with was the man who married her today, and he asked her that.

But everyone here counts as one, and no one should see her cry.

"Wang Rui, tell me, you've seen it all, I was almost drowned in the bathtub by her."