deadly mantra

Chapter 552 The ruined past, the four ruined people

"Brother Yi!" Ji Qianying finally couldn't listen anymore. The tenderness on her face cracked, revealing pain and mad jealousy: "Stop talking...please."

The tenderness in Bao Yide's eyes slowly faded, and his gloomy gaze was directed towards the opposite side:
"Did she also plead with you like this back then?"

Ji Qianying trembled all over, as if a basin of biting ice water had been poured on her whole body, and her body shivered:
"Yi, Brother Yi...you, what are you talking about..."

Bao Yide's eyes were cold:
"In the eyes of you and my father-in-law and mother-in-law, am I, Bao Yide, so stupid that I have been kept in the dark by you for so many years? Or, that night was also carefully planned by you. I am not Zheng Hongyan. I have always been a heavy drinker. Okay, even if I keep vigil for her for seven days, even if I am extremely grieved, even if I try to numb myself with alcohol, even if on the basis of these, I regard you as her, how can I... treat you... "

After all, it was a relationship between husband and wife that lasted for more than ten years. No matter how perfect they were, Bao Yide could not always say the right thing and do the right thing like them.

At this moment, even breathing felt painful. Bao Yide closed his eyes in pain:

"I used to hate myself so much. How could I do something like that to her sister when her body was still cold? I hated myself, and I felt even more ashamed and sorry for the three of you. I thought I had ruined you. I have to compensate you……"

"Ha..." A string of sarcastic sneers drifted from his lips, and Bao Yide covered his eyes with trembling hands: "I should hate myself. The woman I cherish so much has been driven into despair step by step by you. She How helpless she must have been, but I was not by her side at that time. When I rushed back, my father had already terminated the engagement without authorization..."

"Brother Yi..." Ji Qianying trembled all over, her lovely eyes turned red, and tears rolled down her face.

In the past, Bao Yide was most afraid of her being wronged and did not dare to let her shed a single tear. But now, he only felt ironic:
"This face has deceived me for more than ten years. Do you think I will be fooled again? Miss Ji Er."

Miss Ji Er.

These four simple words pierced into Ji Qianying's heart like a knife, causing her to stand up in panic:
"Brother Yi... there must be something wrong. You must have misunderstood something. I, I know, is it Zheng Hongyan? Did he say something? Don't believe him, because he simply..."

Bao Yide took a big step back and distanced himself. The disgust and hatred in his eyes stung Ji Qianying:

"Because he's dead, right? There's no proof of death, right?"

Ji Qianying's body was trembling and she almost fainted:
"No...Brother Yi...don't, don't look at me like this, don't look at me with this look, I am your first wife..."

"Fa wife?" snorted like a self-mockery, Bao Yide smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Do you know? These two words will only make me hate you more... fa wife... you are not."

Day two.

Jifu.

All the servants near the hall were evacuated.

There were only three people sitting inside, and the fourth person was tied with a rope and kneeling on the ground.

There was no trace of blood on Ji Qianying's face, and her nails almost pierced into the flesh of her palms.Panicked, uneasy, and desperate, she collapsed on the chair in despair.

Bao Yide sat next to her, his eyes cold and without any warmth.

Ji Wenli vaguely noticed something and asked seriously:
"Yide, what do you mean? Who is he?"

Ji Wenli frowned and looked at the man kneeling in the center of the hall, struggling for his life with only one breath left - Liao San.

(End of this chapter)