[69 Book Bar - www.] Her eyes were empty, her expression was cold, her long hair was disheveled, her face was haggard, her lips were discolored, her cheeks were thin, and her whole person exuded a rotten smell that made her sick.

From the day she fell in love with this man, she began to rot!

"Don't touch me!" Unable to bear it, Jian Xun slammed his hand away.

His body was unsteady and he subconsciously moved a few steps to the side. Chu Zhen'en narrowed his pupils slightly and looked at his wife, who was holding her arms on the dressing table and panting violently.

"Cui Yan'en, you said I'm disgusting, but what about you? You're so despicable that it makes me sick!"

She suddenly glanced at his face with a sideways glance, "Do you really think that if my face is photoshopped to look like hers in the wedding photo, you will actually marry her? It's a dream! It's clearly written on the marriage certificate that it's my 'Jian Xun'

Her name, Feng Ying, is a mistress, a mistress!"

"You are the fucking mistress!"

Extremely angry, Chu Yan used his strength and pulled Jian Xun over again, his breath blowing on his face, and the two of them stared at each other.

With her wrist in his palm, Jian Xun didn't move. She just looked at him with hateful eyes, "Did I say something wrong? If you think you and her are aboveboard, then you can take those locked wedding photos."

Let it out! She can also hang those wedding photos in the ward. Wouldn't it be better for you to look at them every day? Why be secretive!"

How can this man, who was betrayed and hurt in his marriage, be so confident?

With his beautiful brows raised high, he looked deeply into Jian Xun's proud and provocative eyes, and suddenly understood. He threw away her hand and hurriedly ran out of the house.

Ha...hehe...

Jian Xun looked up to the sky and smiled, she lost, she lost completely, she lost without even a trace of dignity left!

This is a dead end. On the day of the wedding, when I forced him, I also pushed myself into a desperate situation.

I am so tired and want to be free. Where is the end of this road?

At this time, Jian Xun was so weak that she couldn't even stand. If it weren't for the dressing table behind her, she would have slid to the ground.

Several parts of her body were covered in bright red spots, just like this marriage.

Not long after, Chu Yan'en stepped into the room again, but this time, his eagle eyes turned fierce, and he looked at Jian Xun with a sinister look, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.

"Where are those wedding photos?" he asked, his voice chilling to the bone.

"Wedding photos?" Jian Xun raised a voice and laughed. She glanced at the debris in the room again, "You are at your feet, aren't you?"

"Stop pretending to be stupid! You know what I'm talking about!" He finally yelled like he was venting his anger.

Jian Xun's face was indifferent and slow, and the corners of her lips were curved. Compared with the angry Chu Yan'en at this time, she looked calm and elegant.

She walked towards him, but did not stop in front of him. She crossed over and went straight to the window. Looking back, she smiled at him, "Come, come here. From here, there is a very good view in the flower garden."

Crazy!

Chu Yan'en felt that Jian Xun like this made him panic, but he gritted his teeth and went to her anyway.

The two of them stood by the window, their white fingertips stretched out, pointing to a dark mark in the flower bed, "Did you see it? That black thing on the ground?"

Jian Xun's voice was so beautiful that Chu Yan'en even felt that it was the gentlest and lightest since the two of them met. It was like the tinkling of wind chimes.

But what does those have to do with the wedding photos in that room?

Chu Yan'en raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips tightly. His face looked very ugly under the moonlight.

Jian Xun breathed a sigh of relief, the depths of his eyes were filled with the dark burned remains, "I burned those treasures of yours. Just now, before you came back, with a big fire, I destroyed your love!

Don’t you want to be with Yingying? Aren’t you unable to leave her for a moment? She’s about to die, and the doctor said she won’t survive for two years. Chu Yan’en, you love her so much, so go with her!”

"Shut up!"

Furious, Chu Yan'en suddenly strangled her neck.

Jian Xun didn't resist, she couldn't breathe up and down, it was uncomfortable, she narrowed her eyes slightly.

His wedding photos were prepared for Feng Ying. Even though I was so happy about it that I couldn't sleep!

His diamond ring was also prepared for Feng Ying. Even though he was bruised and bruised trying to recover the stolen wedding ring!

His marriage was still prepared for Feng Ying, even though she was his wife in name only!

His love was all prepared for Feng Ying. He never considered his own mood, and never cared about his own feelings. For him, his own existence was just a substitute, a shadow, for him and Feng Ying to complete and witness their love.

chess piece!

Jian Xun felt like he was about to die. There was a broken light bulb in his head, flickering. His neck was about to be broken into two parts. There seemed to be fire from the underworld in front of his eyes, and his vision gradually blurred.

It was about to break. The tight string was about to break. Before his consciousness disappeared, the world suddenly became bright. Jian Xun gasped and coughed violently. As if his strength had been drained, he sat limply on the ground.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Yan'en's red eyes were red. He stood with a high posture, his eyes were contemptuous, and he looked down at the panting person sitting on the ground. "If you curse Yingying and Jian Xiaoxun again, I will ask you to find out who it is."

Die first!"

"Death, die, I don't want to live anymore, strangle me to death if you can!" Jian Xun refused to let go, her fiery smoky eyes were like torches jumping in the cold winter.

Chu Yan'en had to work very hard to restrain his anger from strangling this woman.

Unable to stay any longer and unable to get along with her, Chu Zhen'en turned around and left, but he left a sentence that made Jian Xun angry again, "You can burn it, the film is in my computer, I'm afraid you can't burn it!"

Before the sound left his voice, Jian Xun passed by him. Without realizing what was going on, he only heard a "bang" coming from the next room.

With his heart beating suddenly, Chu Yan'en chased him out and found the sound when he came to the study room, where he saw the laptop broken into several pieces on the floor.

The veins on his temples were bulging, and Chu Yan'en almost felt like his anger was about to burst through his chest.

Jian Xun looked at him provocatively, "I not only burn, I also smash! Chu Yan'en, let me tell you, I, Jian Xun, am a terrorist who smashes, smashes, loots, and burns. I warned you not to mess with me, otherwise I would rather live a bad life myself."

I will never make it easy for people I don’t like!”

Madman, madman, Chu Zhen'en is really furious now.

He strode forward and dragged Jian Xun towards the bedroom. Jian Xun neither cried nor fussed, and was as quiet as a thoughtless baby.

He kicked the door, flicked his arm, and Jian Xun's entire weight hit the bathtub. All the bones in his body were broken, and his nerve endings were trembling together.

She gritted her teeth in pain and was stubborn not to moan or let out weak moans.

Picking up the shower head, Chu Zhen'en pushed her down to lie on the side of the hard bathtub. Jian Xun could not move, and she did not try to move. She just stared blankly at the water pouring down from her head. The sound of running water made her

There is an illusion of being distracted from my thoughts.

"Do you have to be like me to calm down? Do you have to force me to use force to subdue you? Why can't you be obedient like Yingying!" He was at the edge of the bathtub, holding the handle of the showerhead with all his strength.

At this time, he was also bent over, half-kneeling on the cold porcelain floor tiles with Jian Xun.

It hurt so much, but Jian Xun didn't even hum. She just stared blankly at the water that fell from her hair and dripped into the bathtub to form a small stream.

Chu Yan'en gasped slightly, he really hated this woman! Too fierce, too strong, not docile at all!

"Be obedient?" Jian Xun whispered these words, her hair wet and sticking to her cheeks, almost blocking her sight.
Chapter completed!