After the first day of rebirth

Chapter 578 You Are So Beautiful, I'm So Jealous
? After An Zhiruo said these words, she immediately let go of her hand. She turned around gracefully and looked at a wooden table in the middle of the room.

As she turned around, Zhang Xinrui's gaze followed her, and when Zhang Xinrui saw the items placed on the wooden table, she pulled the iron lock on her wrist in great horror.

However, it's just not helping, or even hurting yourself.

Zhang Xinrui's eyes were full of horror, and some strange bottles and jars and a row of various knives were reflected in the deep eyes.

When she saw the whole wall of knives in Cheng Jingtai's room, she was also very scared, but it couldn't compare to the panic at this moment.

She knew in her heart that Cheng Jingtai would not hurt herself, but what about An Zhiruo...

An Zhiruo's face was cold and emotionless, she looked at all kinds of knives, picked up a knife casually, her eyes watched the cold light emanating from the tip of the knife, and a sweet smile appeared on her face again.

This knife is so sharp, it must be able to destroy that charming face.

Holding the knife in his hand, An Zhiruo turned gracefully, stepped on high heels, and slowly approached Zhang Xinrui.

She looked at Zhang Xinrui's terrified look, and she smiled sweetly: "I didn't expect Miss Mandala to have such a scared side. If your stupid fans see it, they will be disappointed!"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what they think, this face of yours is about to be ruined, I'm afraid they won't like you in the future either." An Zhiruo approached slowly while speaking.

When she approached Zhang Xinrui, Zhang Xinrui calmed down instead.

"An Zhiruo, I can tell you very clearly, as long as you dare to move a finger of mine today, you will definitely not even know how you died!" Zhang Xinrui said coldly.

"Oh? Really?" An Zhiruo smiled and put the knife in his hand close to Zhang Xinrui's face.

Zhang Xinrui felt the cold touch of the knife on her face, and her body couldn't help trembling after all.

In the first year of going to the United States, she went to the operating room as many times as she could count. She has hardly forgotten the cold feeling and pain of the scalpel on her skin.

"Mandala, who do you think will uphold justice for you after you die?" An Zhiruo moved his hand slowly.

The knife in her hand also moved slowly.

"An Zhiruo!" Zhang Xinrui roared angrily, but her voice was trembling.

An Zhiruo smiled sweetly: "Miss Mandala, your photo is so beautiful, I'm so jealous, so I'm going to destroy it now!"

"Actually, I'm not such a narrow-minded person. I just don't want Xingran to fall in love with this shockingly beautiful face. Xingran is mine, and no one can take it away! Including you!" An Zhiruo's tone became lower and lower. , like a whisper, but with a chilling coldness.

"An Zhiruo! How dare you!" Zhang Xinrui felt the knife in An Zhiruo's hand gradually increase in strength.

An Zhiruo stopped when she heard the words, and she said sweetly: "Miss Mandala, I dare not, you will know later, don't worry, I will be gentle, I will be very light, but The knife is so sharp, it still hurts, you have to bear it, who told you to be so beautiful."

There was a cold light in Zhang Xinrui's eyes, and as soon as An Zhiruo's words fell, she kicked An Zhiruo violently.

(End of this chapter)