Qing Wan was impatient in her heart, but her face looked more delicate and pitiful.

Her lips were bitten until they were white, and there were tears on her face. When she looked up, she looked like a white rose wet by a rainstorm, which was very pitiful.

"In your eyes, I'm pestering Jiang Mosui just for money, right?"

The hoarse crying voice contained strong emotions, and the mixed disgust made Song Yanshu's heart tighten.

He looked a bit helpless and was about to explain to Qing Wan in a panic, but the latter didn't give him a chance.

"Just because I was born in a humble family, do I deserve to be looked down upon and made fun of?!"

She misinterpreted Song Yanshu's confession, and cried to him with red eyes and a humiliated look, "I just like him, it's not about money or status."

"For him, I even trampled on my dignity and tried to endure the ambiguity between him and Song Ya. For him, I even gave my kidney to Song Ya. What else do you want from me?!"

Song Yanshu's pupils suddenly shrank, "Kidneys..."

Wasn’t that what Song Ya found abroad?

Song Yanshu's breath seemed to be filled with frost, and the chill that welled up from deep in his heart froze him so much that he couldn't utter a single word. He could only stare blankly at his little Lily, who was almost about to cry blood, begging with a pale face, "Don't force me anymore."

"I really……"

"…I really can't survive anymore."

A few intermittent words exploded in Song Yanshu's ears, making him feel a bloody taste in his throat.

"I'm... I'm sorry..." He hunched his back and uttered a few words timidly.

Under Qing Wan's sad gaze, Song Yanshu felt almost ashamed to the extreme, because to some extent, he was also the murderer behind the scenes who put her in this situation.

His throat was hoarse and he staggered to his feet at a loss. He didn't even dare to look at her. He said in a hoarse voice, "You should have a good rest," and turned around and fled.

It seemed that if he was just a second slower, the rope of guilt would have bound him to pieces.

The doctor who had come in a hurry was now in a dilemma, but he took a look at the marks on Qingwan's neck and found that it was not critical.

So he sighed with pity, then quickly collected all the sharp objects and took them out.

With a soft "bang" sound, Qing Wan, who had been crying so hard that she couldn't breathe, stopped crying instantly.

She wiped away her tears calmly, "001, report the location of the system owner."

[We have entered the Nanshan Villa area. 】

Nanshan Villa is the villa that Qing Wan went to last night, where Jiang Si is recuperating.

But he looked healthy and didn't look like he was sick.

[Jiang Si suffers from severe paranoia, and when the disease strikes, he cannot distinguish between reality and fantasy. ]

When Qing Wan heard these words on the way, her heart was slightly moved. If she wanted to kill the system holders completely, she had to make their mission fail.

This time, the system holder's mission is to make Jiang Si fall in love with him and achieve the purpose of redemption and healing.

What if...

Let Jiang Si become completely corrupt?

There is no redemption, no healing. Is this another kind of failure?

001 was silent for a moment, and then responded: [Okay.]

Qing Wan smiled.

The bloody light in the sky in the memory became more and more dazzling. The lofty Heavenly Sword-wielder stood indifferently in the void, his frosty eyelashes gently pressed down, and he was indifferent to the succubus who was struggling in pain and arguing about her injustice.

He is the Great Dao of the Heavens, and she is nothing more than an evil creature that brings disaster to the six realms.

It seemed perfectly normal for Him to kill her.

The curve of Qingwan's lips became more and more charming, but the emotion in his eyes was as gloomy as frost, without a trace of smile.

Green spiritual power suddenly appeared under her feet, and the gorgeous peony flowers suddenly bloomed. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, in the Nanshan Villa, Jiang Si, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, was looking at the garden outside the window in a daze.

The plants inside are all taken care of by someone specially assigned to take care of them. Many peonies have been transplanted in the past two days. They are gorgeous and bright, and are flourishing freely under the warm sun.

very beautiful.

"Is this the Yao Huang among the peonies? Wow! Seeing is believing. It is worthy of being the first of the four famous varieties of peonies."

A sweet and soft voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Jiang Si's trance and causing his brows to frown slightly.

He turned his head and saw the girl with a bright smile not far away.

"Hello, my name is Su Nuo, and I'm the nanny hired by Mr. Jiang. I will be taking care of your daily life from now on. Please give me your guidance!"

After she finished speaking with full energy, she bowed towards Jiang Si, her innocent and pretty face full of bright smiles.

Jiang Si just glanced at it and didn't pay any more attention to it. Mr. Jiang had already informed him about this matter.

On the surface it's called care, but in reality it's just a disguised way of putting people next to him.

The old man is very old, and he is very anxious seeing that Jiang Si has never gotten married.

It just so happened that he felt that Su Nuo was just what he wanted in every way, so he threatened to commit suicide and had the person sent over.

Originally Jiang Si didn't care, but when the faint scent of peony flowers was brought in by the wind, he inexplicably felt a little irritated.

"Go find whoever hired you." Jiang Si stood up. His tall figure with long legs, broad shoulders and narrow waist was made even more eye-catching by the white shirt and black trousers.

Su Nuo's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but take two steps forward and said, "Mr. Jiang, please give me a chance. I am a medical student from Beijing University. I can not only take care of your daily life, but also do some research on your disease!"

This sentence made Jiang Si's emotions sink completely. He slightly lowered his eyelids, glanced at Su Nuo and said indifferently: "Do you think you are more professional than Lin Juan?"

Lin Jun, a world-renowned psychiatric genius, is now nearly 50 years old, but he is already a leading figure in this field.

A student who hasn't even graduated from college is more professional than him? Isn't this a blatant joke?

Su Nuo looked a little uncomfortable and slightly annoyed. She almost blurted out that she had a system. Fortunately, 3582 stopped her in time.

[Idiot! Don't you understand that retreat is the way to advance? He is obviously very upset now, you go out first. ]

[But I finally got in! ]

Su Nuo was impatient, thinking that she had spent all her points to buy this face, and that she was almost a charmer, and no man could stop her from being attractive.

So she unilaterally blocked 3582, and ran towards Jiang Si like a beautiful little butterfly, with the smile on her face becoming brighter and brighter.

"Mr. Jiang, please~" she said in a soft voice.

But before anyone could get close to Jiang Si, they were pulled back by a huge force.

"Throw it out."

Jiang Si's face was extremely cold, and he pushed open the glass door of the garden with a "bang". The fragrance of peony flowers that came to his face finally reduced the nausea in his stomach.

"From now on, no one is allowed to step into the villa without my permission."

The black-clad bodyguard stood at attention, covered Su Nuo's mouth, and dragged the stunned man out.

The surroundings finally quieted down. Jiang Si pinched his brows, and when he opened his eyes and looked towards the garden, his breathing suddenly tightened.

She appeared again.

In the warm sunshine, Qing Wan stood among the peonies, her eyes and eyebrows full of charm, and the smile on her lips was dangerous and charming.

It was very strange. She was only wearing a plain white dress, but she was more beautiful than the blooming peony.

Jiang Si restrained himself and slowed down his breathing little by little, but his eyes never moved away.

He knew it was an illusion, because no one could pass through the heavy defense lines and appear silently, and more than once.

What's even more incredible is that everything about her is what he loves most.

Everywhere, without exception.

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