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Chapter 249 The Death of Tang Yaru

"I promise to listen to my elder brother in everything in the future, and I will never disobey you, as long as you let them go!" Lin Jiayin made another concession.

Jing Yelin made a gesture, and immediately two bodyguards came up, one on the left and one on the right, set up Lin Jiayin, and lifted her away.

The injured Lu Zihao was grabbed by the collar by Jing Yelin, and he shot Tang Yaru with his backhand.

"Ah..." Tang Yaru exclaimed.

"Shut up!" Jing Yelin said coldly, "Don't you love this man, so much that you want to kill Lin Jiayin!"

"No, no, it's not me!" Tang Yaru shook her hands desperately.

"Both of you, it is enough for one to die. Since you love him, why don't you die instead of him!" It was like a sound from hell, approaching with Jing Yelin's footsteps.

"No, don't, I don't want to die! Don't die!"

"When you sent someone to kidnap Lin Jiayin, when you killed her child, did you ever think that the ghost would come back to find you!" Jing Yelin's voice was terrifying, and Lin Jiayin was a little scared when she heard it.

"No, I didn't mean it, it wasn't me! I didn't know she was pregnant, I thought she was pregnant with Zihao's child! It was her, it was her, it was Lin Jiayin, the bitch, she robbed Zihao from me! Lu Zihao It's my man, it's her who wants to fight against me, it's her who didn't protect the child well, so she can't blame me!"

"Heh, whoever hurt someone will naturally come to him! You should go see the King of Hades." Jing Yelin put the muzzle of the gun on Tang Yaru's forehead, as long as he pulled the trigger, she could die.

"Please, don't kill me!" Tang Yaru cried anxiously, holding the gun with trembling hands.

"Yes, that's it, just please don't kill me, did you hear that child is also shouting!"

"what--"

Tang Yaru backed away from Jing Yelin forcefully, turned the wheelchair and went out, she was muttering like crazy.

There was a loud noise.

Lin Jiayin collapsed to the ground,
That voice is...

Lu Zihao also realized something was wrong.

"Let me go!" Lin Jiayin also pushed the bodyguard away, got up with some strength and ran outside.

Lu Zihao covered the muzzle of the gun on his other arm with one hand, and followed.

The bodyguard wanted to stop them, but Jing Yelin signaled to let them go.

Tang Yaru lay straight on the ground, blood stains spread behind her, and the broken wheelchair fell beside her.

She wanted to open her mouth to call for help, but blood gushed out, her eyes widened, and she saw Lu Zihao and Lin Jiayin rushing down...

Lu Zihao felt for Tang Yaru's pulse with his hand, and shook his head at Lin Jiayin after a while.

Lin Jiayin reached out and closed Tang Yaru's eyes.

"Five years ago, Yaru's leg was injured and she has been living in a wheelchair. Her temperament has changed drastically. Perhaps death is a relief for her." Lu Zihao told Lin Jiayin truthfully, for fear that she would blame herself too much.

In the end, it was Tang Yaru who rushed to the balcony and fell down.

Lin Jiayin didn't speak, but with a hiss, she tore off her skirt.

She wrapped the cloth strips around Lu Zihao's injured arm with her own hands. Lu Zihao looked at her so complicatedly that he couldn't speak.

"Zihao, take Yaru away and go home."

"Ah."

The youth of the past has faded away, regardless of the injured arm, Lu Zihao hugged Tang Yaru, took a deep look at Lin Jiayin, and strode away.

The blood on the arm came out, staining the cloth strips red.

Lin Jiayin looked at this scene with cold and hopeless eyes.

(End of this chapter)