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Chapter 1989

After leaving the ward, he went to see the attending doctor and asked, "Doctor, will there be scars on her hands?"

"Of course there will be scars," the doctor said. "The scars will be quite obvious within a year or two. However, there is a kind of ointment abroad that you can apply slowly. Over time, it won't be so obvious, but it will still take a few years."

Be careful these days, as you are afraid of wound infection and fever."

Song Rongshi nodded, "I'll ask you to give her the best medicine."

After he came out, he called Lin Fanyue several times. He clearly called, but was rejected directly.

The anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

...

Lin Fanyue simply threw the phone aside.

Then I poured a glass of wine and sat alone at the bar drinking.

Her mind was filled with Ning Lexia's words, and she hated Ning Lexia and Song Rongshi in her heart.

Song Rong still protects that woman who has done all kinds of bad things.

Thinking that she was still married to Song Rong, she felt very sorry for Ning Xiaoxiao and for her former self.

Even before she started today, she didn't care about anything. Even if she went to jail or lost her reputation, she still wanted to kill Ning Lexia.

What a pity, what a pity, that bitch escaped.

"I drank so much before it was night, what happened?"

A small white bag was first placed next to the wine glass, and then, on the high chair next to it, Ruan Yan sat on it. She was wearing a sweater, a beret on her head, and a pair of very tall glasses hanging on the bridge of her nose.

The big sunglasses are hard to recognize unless you look carefully, but the star quality that looks good in anything you wear cannot be concealed.

"Ruan Yan, why are you here? I thought you were filming." Lin Fanyue drank a little too much, but she was not drunk yet and her mind was sober. She remembered that she sent a message to the group when she arrived at the bar.

However, Jiang Qingxin never replied. She must have something to do with her children, and she didn't expect Ruan Yan to come.

"I didn't have any suitable scenes, so I didn't shoot them. I've only been shooting commercials lately, so I'm not that busy." Ruan Yan stopped her, "You're already a mother, so don't drink so much."

"Yes, I'm already a mother." Lin Fanyue's eyes grew hot, "But you have no idea that my child was designed by others. Although Yue Yue is very good and cute, I

I also like it very much, but who doesn't want a child to be born with parents truly loving each other? My life has taken a turn since I came to Beijing, and many things are no longer under my control."

Ruan Yan was silent for a while and said in a low voice: "Many things are beyond our control."

"Yes, at least...compared to some people, I may be lucky." Lin Fanyue said sadly, "When I first came to the capital, Qingqing and I had a good friend,

Her name is Ning Xiaoxiao. She is the worst. She was wrongfully imprisoned and her parents died. Today I meet Ning Lexia.

When we met, I found out that Xiaoxiao’s mother was killed by Ning Lexia. Ning Lexia actually used hypnosis on Aunt Cen Jing, causing Aunt Cen Jing to fall into a daze and hit the bathroom cabinet, causing her to bleed to death from excessive blood loss.

She dropped it, and what’s even more hateful is that she also poured Aunt Cen Jing’s ashes into the ditch.”

"Tell me, how could there be such a vicious and inhumane woman? I really wanted to kill her today, but that bastard Song Rongshi protected her. I am no match."

The more Lin Fanyue talked, the more uncomfortable she became, "I am so useless, and even now I still can't avenge Xiaoxiao."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden "pop" sound next to her.

Only then did she realize that Ruan Yan had crushed the goblet in her hand, the glass had penetrated her hand, and blood flowed out.


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