fleeting years live up to your love

"You are talking nonsense, he is not dead, he will not die."

How could Wu Jun die?

Or die to save her...

She didn't believe it, it was definitely Luo Jiu who lied to her.

"I drove the car myself. I hit it so hard that everyone flew away. Then I drove the car over him again. Do you think he can still live?"

"You lied to me."

This was indeed fabricated by Luo Jiu.

She doesn't know whether Wu Jun is alive or dead, but if she can stimulate Jian Yao a little, she can't control so much.

"If you don't believe it, forget it."

Luo Jiu let go of her and got up.

She thought she was so emotional that she would get up and throw herself at herself with all her strength. She was prepared to defend herself, but Jian Yao lay motionless on the sofa.

The whole person seemed to have lost his soul, maybe it was really stimulated.

She laughed with satisfaction, admiring Jian Yao's helpless and absent-minded appearance, and kicked her calf.

"Get up and eat, don't pretend to be dead."

Jian Yao still didn't move, she didn't react too much, but her eyes were filled with tears.

Seeing her tears streaming down the corner of her eyes, Luo Jiu took a step forward, grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

"Don't act like you're dying. You should be very happy that Wu Jun is dead. Didn't he kidnap you back then?"

Wu Jun had indeed kidnapped her, but at that time, he didn't even know that they were siblings.

He wanted to change his ways, but she had already decided to give him a chance to change...

"I heard that he killed the child in your stomach. Isn't that good? I avenged you, and you should thank me." Luo Jiu said, picking up the spoon that fell on the ground. into her hand.

Seeing her standing there blankly, the spoon quickly came out of her hand and fell to the ground again, she suppressed the smile on her face, and said in a non-negotiable tone: "Eat, don't force me to break it." Open your mouth and force feed."

Jian Yao wiped away her tears, stared at the bowl of fried rice on the coffee table, and directly reached out and knocked the bowl over on the ground.

The floor was carpeted, and although it was thin, the bowl was not broken.

She bent down to pick up the bowl and threw it against the wall.

With a 'pop' sound, the bowl broke into several petals.

She rushed up quickly, grabbed a piece of porcelain and pinched it in her hand, really wanting to slash Luo Jiu's neck hard like this.

But when she threw the bowl, Luo Jiu knew what she wanted to do.

Before she could turn around, Luo Jiu was already approaching. He raised his palm and hit her on the back of the neck, using [-]% of his strength.

She was in a trance, her eyes darkened, and she almost lost her balance and fell to the ground.

There were still broken pieces of porcelain on the ground. Luo Jiu didn't want her to fall and hurt herself, fearing that she would not be able to explain to Tang Xiao, so she reluctantly stretched out her hand to support her.

"Calm down for me."

With a sudden force, she pushed Jian Yao's shoulder, pushing her directly onto the sofa.

"Sit down and don't move."

After warning, she turned around and cleaned up the pieces of porcelain bowls and rice on the floor.

Jian Yao was leaning on the sofa, her neck was sore, and she was still holding the piece of porcelain in her hand. It was irregular in shape and had sharp sides. She squeezed it too tightly, and her palm was already cut and bleeding.

The pain woke her up a bit. She opened her eyes and looked at Luo Jiu who was still squatting on the ground tidying up. She pounced on him. Luo Jiu was on guard and raised her hand to block it.

She was aiming at Luo Jiu's carotid artery, but Luo Jiu stretched out his hand to block it, and the tile scratched his wrist, making a long streak, and blood soon gushed out.

"Are you crazy?"

Luo Jiu covered his bleeding wrist and took a step back.

Finding that Jian Yao was holding something tightly in her hand, which cut her hand completely, Luo Jiu frowned, ignoring the pain in her wrist, rushed up and pressed her down on the sofa again, and forcibly squeezed her hand. The tiles in it were stolen.

She struggled fiercely, she really shook violently, the blood on her hands stained Luo Jiu's clothes with blood marks.

Luo Jiu raised his hand, took out the small medicine bottle Xia Chuyun gave her from his pocket, and sprayed it on Jian Yao's face.

Soon, the people on the sofa became honest and fell into a coma.

She let out a long sigh of relief, got up to take out the garbage, found the medicine box, treated the wound on her wrist, carried the medicine box into the basement, and bandaged Jian Yao's hand that was cut by the porcelain.

"Bitch."

She couldn't help cursing.

Thinking that Tang Xiao would make a special trip here tomorrow for Jian Yao's sake, he felt very uncomfortable.

The woman he thinks about day and night is the woman she tried her best to help him catch.

She had said long ago that she had the ability to send Jian Yao to Tang Xiao, but Tang Xiao never believed it.

Now, she's proven herself.

But letting her watch Tang Xiao put Jian Yao to sleep, she didn't want to, the resistance and disgust in her heart grew wildly like weeds.

If she hadn't told Tang Xiao on the phone that Jian Yao had been in a coma, Tang Xiao might not be able to wait to come over tonight.

She procrastinated all night, what about tomorrow?

He is still coming.

She lowered her eyes, closed them helplessly, and when she opened them again, her eyes were cold.

She stared at Jian Yao for a while, then raised her foot and kicked Jian Yao's white leg vigorously, a spot of red soon appeared where she was kicked.

The skin is really tender.

After all, she is the eldest lady of a rich family, a big star, and married to the president of the Fu Group. She has been pampered and pampered since she was a child. Unlike her, she was often bullied when she was a child, and she lived a life that was worse than a dog. I have worked hard at the bottom for many years to get to where I am today.

In terms of status, she is indeed inferior to Jian Yao, Tang Xiao naturally looks down on her, but she loves Tang Xiao, she doesn't want Tang Xiao to spend all his time on Jian Yao, and she doesn't want Tang Xiao to touch Jian Yao, even for a while.

She sat down on the coffee table, faced Jian Yao who was on the sofa and thought for a long time, then stood up suddenly, and patted Jian Yao's face forcefully.

Jian Yao's cheeks hurt a little after being patted, and she recovered a little bit of consciousness.

Her eyes were half-closed, she looked at Luo Jiu standing in front of her, her lips moved slightly, "Don't touch me."

"Actually, I can help you."

The effect of the medicine has not completely passed, her brain is still chaotic, her hands and feet have no strength, and she can hardly move.

She thought she had heard it wrong, and a look of surprise flashed across her expression.

Luo Jiu grabbed her arm and pulled her up, carrying her up without much effort.

The belly pressed against Luo Jiu's thin shoulders, and it hurt.

She was so anxious that her face changed color, and she wanted to struggle, but she couldn't pull herself together, and her voice was all phony.

"Don't carry me, let me down, I'm pregnant with a baby."

Luo Jiu paused, then quickened her pace and walked to the bed, throwing Jian Yao on the bed.

"you are pregnant?"

She stared at Jian Yao's stomach in surprise, the lower abdomen was flat and not yet pregnant.

"How many months?"

"More than three months."

"Does Fu Shengnian know?"

"Of course he does."

"..."

Luo Jiu frowned, realizing that Xia Chuyun didn't know about it yet. No matter how much the woman pretended to be like Jian Yao, she was probably not pregnant, so she would be discovered soon.

Jian Yao lay on the bed, and felt her body move a little bit more slowly.

She propped her hands on her sides, sat up slowly, fixed her eyes on Luo Jiu's serious face, and asked, "What did you mean when you said you could help me?"