Rong Zhi, a dumb girl: the warlord husband loves her

Chapter 113 No One Can Get Out Alive
"Xin'er, don't insult yourself." He put her clothes back on, looked at her, and his heart was no longer the same as when he was young.

"Why don't you touch me?" There were tears in her eyes, and she asked unwillingly: "I should belong to you, and you belong to me. We are in love, and we were supposed to get married. Don't touch me anymore." That woman feels guilty, she's dead, five years, isn't that enough?"

"I'm sorry, Xin'er." He wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, feeling a little heartbroken, "That's not guilt, I really fell in love with her."

"I don't believe it!" She covered her ears and screamed hysterically, "It's me you love, and it's me you want to marry! Have you forgotten? You killed that nun with your own hands and crushed her parents to ashes , just to be with me, you just use her, just to be with me forever!"

"Even if you miss her in your heart, she will never forgive you, even if she dies!"

He closed his eyelids, that's right, what Lu Lixin said was right, this was the mistake he made back then.He was destined to bear these unforgivable blood and sins for the rest of his life, which disturbed him so much that he couldn't sleep at night and wept blood from his heart.

No one can redeem him.

Therefore, he should cherish it even more, and he will never lose her again.

"I'm sorry, Xin'er." He touched her face affectionately for the last time, like when he was young, "I can't give you what you want. But if you have other needs, I will do my best."

"I'm leaving, I have more important things to do."

"Fanyi, don't go!" She clutched his arm and begged humbly, "Shall we go back to the past? Just like before, let's take a walk together, fly a kite together, and go home together."

"We can't go back." His smile was a little painful, mourning for the youthful years, "We have all grown up."

"Brahma!"

He turned his head, no longer nostalgic.

Five years have passed, teaching him how to let go and how to love.

"Forget it!" He shouted her name loudly, but there was still no response from the empty second floor.

There was some bad premonition, like a thorn from a vine piercing his heart, making him breathless.

Forget it, you must be fine.

At the end of the corridor, there was the last room, and he ran into it.

The living room was messy, the water glass on the coffee table was broken into pieces of glass, and there was still a puddle of wet water stains on the mahogany floor.

He hurried to the bedroom, the white lace sheets were not evenly folded, obviously traces of being entangled, and there was a dazzling bright red on it, as well as the white apron embroidered with acacia flowers.

His eyes were suddenly dyed scarlet, and he went to the living room to check the pool of water stains on the floor. His fingertips dipped in water were close to the tip of his nose. At that moment, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his closed teeth were grinding.

"Lu Chongning, you are so courageous!"

Pulling out the guard's gun, he stood in the lobby on the first floor, raised his hand and shot towards the roof.

With a bang, the huge crystal chandelier fell instantly and smashed to pieces on the marble floor.

Guests screamed and fled in all directions, and the originally festive birthday banquet became the scene of disaster.

"Xu Fanyi, what on earth do you want to do? You can't rebel?" Lu Zhenning patted the table, trembling with anger.

"Hand over Lu Chongning." His hand was still in the posture of shooting, his dark eyes were dark and frightening, "Otherwise, no one will get out alive!"

(End of this chapter)