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Bian Wei sat on the ground and screamed non-stop, but could only stare wide-eyed to see Ying Ziyu search all his belongings, and then walk away.

When the police found clues to rescue the two, Ying Ziyu had already fled.

Ying Ruolan was mercilessly kicked out of the house by the angry Bian Wei who took back all the remaining valuables.

She was beaten back to her original shape overnight, and she had nowhere to go but to return to the rental house where her family lived.

Grandma Ying and Aunt Ying have already been found by the police, and they know about Ying Ziyu's murder.

The two knew that Ying Ziyu had provoked Ren Han and Ying Ruolan, so they grabbed her and beat and scolded her.

Ying Ruolan pushed the two of them away forcefully, and glared back.

If it wasn't for Ying Ziyu, she would still be enjoying a luxurious life now.

I really can't swallow this breath.

Ying Ruolan looked at the two people who looked hideous in front of her, especially the eldest aunt, and said with a sneer: "What's the point of beating me and scolding me? If you have the ability to settle accounts with the culprit who abolished Brother Ziyu back then!"

The culprit?

Lu Shiyi and... Jiang Ting?

The eldest aunt suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her skirt: "What do you mean? Ziyu was wronged by the two of them?"

Seeing her stern face like a ghost, Ying Ruolan's eyes flashed success: "There is no wrongdoing, Ren Han was indeed killed by him."

"However, brother Ziyu and Ren Han knew each other. In detail, it was because of her. At the beginning, Ren Han offended Jiang Ting and had no way to make a living in Jiangcheng, so he came to me. Brother Ziyu took pity on her, so he gradually came together with her .”

"Besides, the root cause of the quarrel between him and Ren Han was because his body was disabled."

It is the deepest pain in Aunt Ying's heart that her son becomes a disabled person.

She never stopped cursing the couple who killed her son!

The aunt's eyes were fierce, and she clenched the hand holding Ying Ruolan's skirt tightly, and the veins on the back of her hand were bulging.

Seeing her constantly changing expression, Ying Ruolan knew that her killing two birds with one stone had worked, and felt very happy.

There was no class on Friday afternoon, but Lu Shiyi had something to do temporarily today, so he called Jiang Ting in advance and said that he would pick her up later and return to Tianjing Villa.

Jiang Ting spent the whole afternoon reading in the library, and returned to the dormitory to pack his luggage in the evening.

She had dinner with Chu Wei and Pei Jiameng, and when she dragged her suitcase to the school gate, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

It was completely dark, with a light rain during the day, and the nights were still cold in early spring.

There were only a few hurried figures at the school gate.

The trolley suitcase stood aside, Jiang Ting gasped and stomped his feet in the cold.

Suddenly, a bright beam of headlights shot straight at her.

A smile appeared on Jiang Ting's face, and soon froze again.

At first I thought it was Lu Shiyi, but the car suddenly accelerated and rushed towards her.

Not the cars he usually drives, but a strange black Bentayga!

The car hit her with lightning speed.

Jiang Ting's brain suddenly emptied, but his body instinctively moved aside quickly.

She moved in time, but she couldn't stand firm, her body tilted, and she fell on the wet concrete floor.

A screeching sound of brakes rang in my ears, and the middle-aged woman in the black Bentayga saw that she could not be killed, and got out of the car with a bottle of liquid.

"You killed my son, I want you to die!"

Thick liquid was poured head-on against the scape, and the cold wind blew through, setting off a pungent smell.

It's gasoline!

Jiang Ting recognized the woman in front of him, one of the Ying family members who tried to come to the school to make trouble, Ying Ziyu's mother.

"It's all about you, you vixen who made my son useless! Otherwise, he wouldn't be confused and kill someone by accident..."

Aunt Ying wailed, her hysterical wailing permeating through the cold wind, "If it weren't for you, he wouldn't be where he is today. Woohoo, you'll pay for his life..."

She held up the lighter, and a dark blue flame suddenly shot out from her hand, reflecting a distorted and vicious face.

Jiang Ting's eyes fell on the tow-bar suitcase next to her, and she pulled it over and shook it hard towards her, threw it heavily on her lap, then got up and ran.

This action bought her some time to escape.

But when I fell, I probably twisted my ankle, and it hurts badly when I run.

Jiang Ting could only drag his injured leg and limped forward.

The cold wind blew on the face, stinging the skin sorely.

But she didn't dare to stop, and she didn't dare to look back.

The frenzied Aunt Ying chased after her, Jiang Ting ran a distance of more than 20 steps, and saw that she had already caught the hem of the clothes.

At this moment, a tall figure was as fast as lightning.

Jiang Ting only felt a gust of wind blowing past him quickly, and the man kicked Aunt Ying's wrist, breaking her pull on Jiang Ting.

Then, with a stretch of his long arms, he hugged the frightened little woman into his arms.

Jiang Ting was still in shock, feeling the familiar warmth, and the corners of her eyes instantly felt sore.

Feelings of grievance and fear also surged at this moment, and she clung to Lu Shi tightly.

Tears soon wet his skirt.

"Don't be afraid." The man stroked her back and comforted her softly.

At this moment, out of the corner of Jiang Ting's eye, she saw Aunt Ying standing up tremblingly behind Lu Shiyi.

Then, one in each hand, he quickly threw the remaining half of the gasoline in the bottle and the lit lighter at the two of them at the same time.

Fear flashed in her eyes: "Be careful!"

But there was only time to let out a scream.

Lu Shiyi moved quickly, without even turning his head, he pulled Jiang Ting and rushed forward two steps quickly, throwing her down under him.

Where they stopped just now, there was a loud noise, and the flames shot up into the sky, burning blazingly, and soon spread to Aunt Ying who was fighting against the wind.

Jiang Ting heard her miserable howl.

But right now, she didn't care much, and Lu Shiyi, who was lying on her body, was motionless at this moment, as if he had lost his voice.

He firmly protected her under his body, but he didn't even care about his own life.

"Shiyi..." She gently pushed him, "Lu Shiyi..."

Jiang Ting's tears fell instantly, she struggled to get up from under him, sat on the ground and hugged him in her arms and kept shouting, "Lu Shiyi, what's wrong with you? Don't worry, don't die... "

She cried very sadly: "Wake up! I will never quarrel with you in the future, and I will never talk about breaking up again. We will be together well...Wake up, okay?"

"Is what you said true?"

The man in his arms slowly opened his eyes, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He turned out to be faking it!

Jiang Ting was so angry that he pushed the man away, never wanting to talk to him again.

She was scared to death just now!

She got up to leave.

Lu Shiyi was pushed to the ground by her, and let out a low cry of pain.

"Don't lie to me again, I don't believe you!"

But seeing the man's brows furrowed tightly and his expression in pain, worry still got the upper hand.

Jiang Ting walked up to him again, and was about to help him up, but saw blood dripping from Lu Shiyi's left trouser leg.

When he threw her under him just now, his left leg knocked against the sharp edge of the roadside steps.