Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 135 Don't Regret
She tried to clenched her fists tightly, but her fingers were limp, and she couldn't make much effort.

When it was time for lunch, the nurse bought lunch and went back to the ward.

A nurse happened to be on her period, so she hid in the bathroom and asked another companion to buy sanitary napkins.

Yan Yiren propped herself up, sat up, looked at the nurse's food and soup, and picked up the bowl of soup without any hesitation.

He kept watching the door vigilantly until he finished the soup.

After pouring down a bowl of soup, she was so uncomfortable that she wanted to vomit.

If you haven't eaten for a long time, your stomach will almost lose its digestive function.

Putting down the bowl, she took some money from the nurse's bag before carefully escaping from the ward.

Stumbling around and about to faint at any moment, she took a taxi at the entrance of the hospital and reported the address of the cemetery.

At this moment, she was full of grievances and hatred, and she had nowhere to go except the cemetery.

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The sky was dark, the clouds were heavy, and the mountains and rain were about to come.

In the cold wind, a thin and thin figure staggered into the cemetery.

thump--

With her knees touching the ground, Yan Yiren knelt in front of her mother's tombstone. She had been in a coma for more than half a year, and her body was already extremely weak.

Pale face, without a trace of blood, tears rolled down from the eye sockets one by one like broken beads.

"Mom, I'm so stupid... I don't know people clearly, I mistake bad people for good people... I'm sorry for grandma... I didn't even see her for the last time... What's the point of living in this world like a waste like me !"

She hugged the cold tombstone, her body convulsed from crying, her grief was extreme, her throat was sweet, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The glaring scarlet blood stained the tombstone, Yan Yiren eagerly reached out to wipe it clean.

The more you wipe, the bigger the bloodstain.

Thinking of those two people teaming up to deceive themselves, even doing shameless and dirty things in front of her when she was unconscious.

All kinds of humiliation emerged one after another.

Yan Yiren, who had been beaten to pieces and her heart was ashamed, stared fiercely at the bloodstain on the tombstone.

She won't just let it go!

All the pain she endured today, all the crying, blood and tears she shed, will make them repay double!
Kowtowing three times to her mother's tombstone, Yan Yiren had a terrified expression on her face: "Mom, I won't have the idea of ​​doing stupid things anymore. I swear, I will definitely make those people regret it!"

The moment I got up, the pouring rain suddenly fell.

His thin body was already extremely weak, and he stumbled even more when he was beaten by the rain.

A group of people appeared in the blurry rain.

Yan Yiren tried hard to open his eyes that were battered by the rain, it was him!

Surrounded by men in black, Chu Huaijin, who stood at the top, was handsome and evil, but at the same time cold and noble.

The aura as sharp as a knife's edge makes people take a step back.

Yan Yiren was only thinking about revenge, and at this moment, only this person in front of her could possibly help her...

"Master, please help me."

In the torrential rain, Yan Yiren, who didn't have an umbrella, was completely soaked, and she knelt down straight to him in a panic.

Chu Huaijin was unmoved, with slender legs, she walked around her and was about to leave.

"Master, please, help me! I'm willing to pay any price!" Yan Yiren hugged his leg, his stomach writhed and constricted, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

She was so weak that only half of her life was left, as if she would die at any moment.

Chu Huaijin lowered her eyes, and said in a magnetic voice with a hint of disgust, "I'm not interested in the dead flowers and the willows."

fallen woman?

Yan Yiren is glad that she is not!
She raised her head, opened her eyes, which were blinded by the rain, with difficulty, and told him clearly in a weak voice: "I'm still a virgin."

The man in black held a black umbrella for him, and Chu Huaijin, who was dry, squatted down, in stark contrast to Yan Yiren, who was drenched and her clothes were clinging to her body.

The slightly cool fingertips raised her delicate chin, "How do you want me to help you?"

"Avenge me."

Chu Huaijin rubbed her chin with her fingertips, thoughtfully: "Ji's family?"

Yan Yiren's eyes rolled with hatred: "There is also the Yan family."

"Are you willing to pay any price?"

Yan Yiren raised her eyes, her calm gaze contained determination: "Yes, at any price."

As long as she can get revenge, she can pay any price. What fear does she have for someone who is not even afraid of death?
The body that was propped up by force fell down weakly after the voice fell.

Chu Huaijin looked at the fainted woman in her arms, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and she brushed away the wet hair sticking to her face with her fingertips, revealing her impeccably delicate face.

"do not regret."

(End of this chapter)