Madam, the entire entertainment industry is looking forward to your divorce

Chapter 538

Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

She suppressed the pain and squatted down, bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, closed her eyes, and pulled the broken wine bottle from the soles of her feet in one go.

The wound was bleeding profusely, and the sand under his feet was stained red.

"tear……"

"Well……"

Xue Wanqing gasped in pain.

At this moment, all of Xue Wanqing's strength collapsed.

She couldn't bear it anymore and sat down on the ground and cried.

When walking just now, the sharp stones hidden in the sand had scratched countless large and small wounds on both feet.

For Shen Xiuran, she could bear it.

Isn't it just a little scratch!
She can take it.

However, looking at the bruises on his feet, which were taken care of with great care and soaked in imported milk, but still did not see Shen Xiuran, all the grievances rushed up.

Why?
Why does she have to suffer this?

If Song Anhao hadn't shown up, it would be her, Xue Wanqing, who was playing with Shen Xiuran here.

It was Song An who caused her to be in such a mess now.

She almost turned over the entire Shajiang Island.

Why can't Shen Xiuran and Song Anhao be found yet?

Could it be that they have the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the ground?

Xue Wanqing cried very sadly, letting the blood keep gushing out, and didn't bother to deal with it.

Silent night.

None of them.

Only the sound of the waves and the howling of the sea wind can be heard.

Xue Wanqing cried heartbreakingly.

Mixed with the sound of sea waves and sea wind, it sounds particularly pervasive, like a female ghost crying at night, it is creepy.

Suddenly, a bucket of water poured down from top to bottom.

Immediately afterwards, there were angry shouts and curses.

"Three times in the middle of the night, and keep people from sleeping, like a female ghost, crying for whatever reason, disturbing people's dreams. If you cry again, I will not pour water, but urine."

The air seemed to freeze.

Time seemed to stand still.

The surroundings also became unusually quiet.

Xue Wanqing sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment, dumbstruck, with water dripping from the hair and clothes.

The blood is still flowing under the feet.

Tick, tick.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Just sat there for a while.

It was her eyes that moved first.

She moved her upper eyelids, blinked, and the drops of water on her eyelashes fell down.

Then, there are the lips.

It was only when her limbs started to move that she realized that her body had been blown stiff by the wind. She wanted to get up from the ground, but just as she stood up, she quickly fell down again.

The blood in both legs seemed to have coagulated, and they were extremely stiff.

She glanced up.

The water was splashed by the tourists who lived on it.

There are only two rooms in this homestay.

And as luck would have it, there was a person living on the second floor above her head.

If you live next to it, or in the backyard, this bucket of water will never be poured down.

Ah……

Is there anyone more unlucky than her?

But she, Xue Wanqing, never accepted her fate.

Even if she suffers another setback, she will never bow to fate.

She believes that destiny is in her own hands.

Happiness is up to you to fight for.

Xue Wanqing rubbed his stiff legs to let the blood circulate. After recovering a little feeling in his legs, he bit his lower lip tightly with his white teeth, got up from the ground with the suitcase, turned around and went back into the hotel.

Seeing her, the owner of the homestay felt dizzy, and said helplessly, "Miss, the gentleman you mentioned really doesn't live here, you can go to another place to see."

Xue Wanqing took out his ID card and put it on the counter: "I want to stay, give me room 202 on the second floor!"

The person who splashed water on her just now lived in room 201, they were a young couple.

She wants to live next door to her.

Hearing that he wanted to stay and that there was business coming, the boss immediately changed his smile and arranged for Xue Wanqing.

Seeing that Xue Wanqing's feet were dripping with blood, and there were bloody footprints all the way in, he hurriedly asked concerned: "Your foot is injured? I'll get you some medicine and go to the room later!"

"Thank you!"

Xue Wanqing thanked her, carried her suitcase, and limped upstairs.

(End of this chapter)