Jiang Jinyu suddenly looked up and saw that it was Wen Shihao. He immediately stood up and blocked Jiang Jiusheng behind him. His eyes were full of vigilance: "don't come here."

Wenshi laughs and walks in with his hands in his hands: "my Jin Yu really protects you."

Jiang Jinyu picked up the sterilized water bottle on the table and hit her directly. With a bang, the glass bottle broke in all directions. The cold liquid splashed her feet and the room was full of pungent smell of sterilized water.

Jiang Jinyu red eyes, shouting: "roll."

Wen Shihao sneers and turns a blind eye.

Wen Shuhua's heart aches for his son, and his face is cold: "good poem, you go out first, don't stimulate your brother again."

"He is my younger brother," Wen Shihao said, his eyes meaningful. "Even if anyone saw him, he thought he was Jiang Jiusheng's younger brother."

"Enough!" Wenshuhua roars, "get out!"

Wen Shihao shrugs and leaves the room.

Wen Shuhua followed, dragging her to one side: "satisfied now?"

She was silent.

"Good poem, have you ever been your brother when Jin Yu was born?" Wen Shuhua was so angry that his eyes turned red. "How can you bear to harm him like this!"

Wen Shihao looks up and suddenly smiles, "brother?" She pulled the corner of her mouth and sneered, "my father died early, where is my younger brother?"

Her eyes were full of hatred and resentment.

Wen Shuhua was so excited that his reason was gone. He slapped him hard and said, "how can I give birth to your cold-blooded and merciless daughter?"

She put on her quick red cheeks, covered half of her face with a sneer, and retorted, "I can't be as cold-blooded and heartless as your lover."

Lover

Wenshuhua was so angry that his body was shaking: "what do you say?"

Wenshi is not willing to show weakness. She looks directly into wenshuhua's eyes: "Ma, do you think you really know Jiang MINCHANG?"

She doesn't like her stepfather Jiang MINCHANG. Wen Shuhua always knows that, but he doesn't know. It's like a deep hatred.

Wen Shuhua couldn't believe it. "What do you mean by that?"

She blurted out, her eyes full of anger: "Jiang MINCHANG is a murderer, he -"

"shut up!" Wen Shuhua interrupted her with a suppressed voice, unable to listen at all. "Stop talking, I can't believe a word."

Sleep with the wolf.

Her mother has been confused for more than ten years.

Wen Shihao sneers: "I'll show you sooner or later. They're Jiang. There's no good thing. They're all heartless murderers!"

With that, she left angrily.

Wen Shuhua stood there for a long time, but he couldn't get back to his mind. After thinking for a long time, he went back to Jinyu's room. As soon as he got to the door, he heard Jinyu talking.

The child who doesn't like talking, in front of Jiang Jiusheng, is nagging. He is young and mature as an adult.

"Wenshi is good and bad." Jiang Jinyu paused for a moment, and told her, "don't pay attention to her." The tone is very serious and persistent.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't reply. He listened attentively.

Young people are always quiet eyes, bright, staring at her, speaking slowly, almost word by word: "don't come to Wen's house."

In his eyes, he looked at her nervously with shallow waves. He said, "if you want to see me, I will go to you."

Clearly is a child who has not grown up, how on a desperate look, a cavity alone brave, resolute and brave.

As if afraid of scaring him, Jiang Jiusheng asked carefully, "why don't you want me to come to Wen's house?"

Jiang Jinyu was silent and bowed his head.

She hesitated for a long time: "because of our father?"

He raised his head and pleaded, "sister, don't ask."

She heard that Wen Shihao said that Jin Yu was suffering from autism eight years ago. After her father died, Jin Yu was only eight years old. What kind of past made such a small child look like today.

The only thing Jiang Jiusheng can be sure of is that there must be some injuries in the eyes of the young people.

"Well, I won't ask."

His frown relaxed: "sister, you just need to remember," he said solemnly, "you're fine. You didn't do anything wrong."

Eyes are covered with firmness.

Jiang Jiusheng nodded, "I remember."

He smiled, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his brows were gloomy, and he was a young man with beautiful eyes.

Wen Shuhua stood at the door, stunned, eight years later, he finally laughed

After a long time, Jiang Jiusheng still hasn't left. Jin Yu takes her by the hand and says she's reluctant to leave. When Jin's phone is still blocked.

She would hit it again and again.

It's past ten o'clock, the moon is high, and there is a hazy halo in the sky.

The wind blows and the trees shake. Outside the villa, there are vehicles parked. In the gate guard Pavilion, there is a security guard who comes out immediately to check. With a flashlight, he takes a picture: "who are you?"The light of the flashlight goes up against the direction of the light, and the light is clear. He is a tall man in black clothes and black pants, but his face is beautiful and exquisite.

"Get out of the way," he said

It's a simple word. It's so powerful that people dare not look at it directly.

The security guard wakes up and wakes up: "you can't go in." Today, we have a banquet at Wenjia's house. In order to avoid a mixture of fish and dragons, we have no invitation. We refuse visitors.

The other side said nothing.

"Is there an invitation?"

the voice of the security guard is still falling, the hand holding the flashlight is caught by surprise, and before he responds, the whole person is pushed away by a strong force, staggering for several steps before stopping his feet, turning back and shouting angrily: "Hello! Stop! "

The security guard's foot just stepped out and the road was blocked.

It's a man with ordinary appearance. He looks cruel, but his face is expressionless, blocking the way: "this is our Qin family's six little ones."

It's Qin Zhong who talks.

The birthday party was long gone. In the open yard, the servants were cleaning up the tables and plates. Suddenly, there was a movement at the door. Wen Shihao stared at it, and was surprised.

She came forward, flattered: "how is Qin Liushao coming?"

When Jin raised her eyes, her eyes were colder than the moon in winter. She didn't have a word. He asked, "where is Jiang Jiusheng?"

"Jiang Jiusheng?" Wen Shihao is smiling rather than laughing, in a relaxed tone, "reminiscing about the past with my brother."

Long eyelashes suddenly pulled down, he approached two steps, nothing said, never removed the wine bottle on the table, bang ground smashed, bottle remaining red wine splashed down.

Wen Shihao suddenly stopped, not waiting for her to open, the sharp mouth of the bottle had reached her throat.

"What did you do to her?"

In a word, murderous.

Her grandfather once said that among the eleven children of the Qin family, Liu Shijin was the most ruthless and the most violent.

Wen Shihao raised her eyes slowly with her lashes quivering. When she went up, Jin had a pair of dark pupils. There was a soul catching light in them. She opened her mouth and couldn't make a sound. Her body trembled uncontrollably.

Wen Shuhua, who had just come out of the villa, saw this scene and screamed: "no!" She covered her mouth with fear. "Who are you and why do you hurt my daughter?"

When Jin turned a deaf ear, his eyes were spotless.

"Say," his eyes are burning, like a dry bramble burning in the dry desert, looking directly at the people in front of him, "what purpose do you have?"

The sharp glass pierced his throat, and Wen Shihao could hardly breathe. This kind of fear, like walking on a cliff or a broken wall, is just like crushing his body.

"I, I --"

in a word, she couldn't shake. She was so frightened that she couldn't speak completely. Her face and neck were all sweaty.

"I,"

had no omen, the sharp mouth of the bottle stabbed into the skin, and the blood rushed out in an instant.

Wen Shuhua cried, almost collapsed.

"Stop it." It's wenshuning, the second miss of the Wens. She came out of the room and tried to keep calm. Her eyes were fixed on the red wine bottle in Jin's hand. "I can talk about anything. If I hurt my life, the Wens will never give up."

When Jin turned a blind eye, her white fingers tightened slightly, the back of her hands was green, and the veins could be seen.

One more centimeter ahead is the throat artery. If you pierce it, you will be killed on the spot.

It's killing!

What's the matter? Although Liu Shao is ruthless, he won't get his life in full view of the public without any plan. What's more, the other party is still a man of Wen family. The consequences are unimaginable.

Something's wrong. Things are a little out of control.

Qin Zhong's nerves were tense, and he took a step forward cautiously: "six little ones, please think twice." the atmosphere was completely relaxed, Qin Zhong could only move out the Savior, "and Miss Jiang was still at Wen's house."

When Jin slightly raised his eyes, full of blood, did not fade.

It's useless to say anything. This shocking blood color makes him out of control, excites him and almost loses his sense. He holds the hand at the mouth of the bottle. His veins are raised and the sharp mouth is pushed forward slowly.

"Shijin."

He suddenly stopped, looked back and saw Jiang Jiusheng standing behind him.

Step by step, she approached him, and her eyes fell on his hands. Her white hands were as white as jade, stained with blood. She looked up with a calm tone of appeasement. She said, "Shijin, don't hurt people's lives."

If there was a human life, what would happen to him? She did not dare to think.

"Let go," she said in a heavy voice

Like an instinctive reaction, when Jin released her hand without hesitation, the red wine bottle fell to the ground and broke in response.

"Bang --"

almost at the same time, Wen Shihao was paralyzed, the whole person fell on the ground, sweating all over, and she gasped for breath.

Everyone was relieved, including Jiang Jiusheng.

"Sheng Sheng," Shijin said in a dry, hoarse voice, "come here."Jiang Jiusheng did not hesitate to walk towards him.

A few meters away, Shijin strode forward. He reached out and held her tightly with his bloody hand: "next time," his voice was tense and slightly quivering, "next time, if you don't obey me like this, I will lock you up."

Then, without hesitation, he took her, turned around and left.

"Sister."

Behind her, Jiang Jinyu is calling her.

Jiang Jiusheng stopped and looked back. He saw the young man standing at the door. There was a lonely shadow on the ground. He looked at her intently: "elder sister."

Shijin preceded her, opening her mouth, throwing words loudly and coldly: "you shout again, I will cut your throat together."

He didn't give Jiang Jiusheng time to say goodbye at all and took her away.

Jiang Jinyu is about to follow him. Wenshuhuayi holds him back. His eyes are full of fear: "Jinyu, don't go, don't provoke him." She's red eyed and scared, "Mom, please, let her go."

"He will hurt my sister." Jiang Jinyu's silent eyes seem to have a rough sea.

Wen Shihao still sat on the ground and suddenly said, "he won't."

She raised her hand and touched her neck. It was all blood.

the man who could kill without blinking an eye, for Jiang Jiusheng, he could kill people as if they were crazy. For her, he could put down his butcher knife and become a Buddha.

When Jin walked very fast, Jiang Jiusheng was almost dragged away by him. He didn't say a word. He was angry and the whole person was in a tense mood.

"Shi Jin --"

as soon as she spoke, Shi Jin interrupted: "Sheng Sheng, don't talk," he said in a hoarse voice, trying to restrain himself. "I don't want to scare you."

From the moment her phone was cut off, to now, four hours, enough, enough to drive him crazy and wake up all the violence and extremities in his body.

There is no reason, he just wants to vent.

She was silent and just looked at him and accepted his anger.

When Jin led her to the car, he ordered Qin Zhong to drive immediately, and Mo Bing, who was left behind, stood there, looking at the back of the car, thinking.

Such time Jin, too wrong, like tore off the skin bag, exposed the skeleton of the evil. Mo Bing finally understood why a gentleman, such as a noble gentleman with deep and elegant personality, always has a chilling grumpiness. It turned out that he was born with it.

This is Shijin. Sex is evil.

She drives and catches up.

The streetlights galloped back, the windows were half open, the wind was blowing through the windows, there was no words, only the wind roared in my ears, silent and noisy.

On the window, when the reflection comes out, Jin's side face is tight.

Jiang Jiusheng suddenly opened his mouth, and her voice was surprisingly calm. She said, "give me your right hand."

Shijin turns to look at her and hands it to her for a while.

He had a wound in the palm of his hand, and there was glass residue on it. It was scabby. There was no medicine on the car. Jiang Jiusheng could only clean it with a wet towel.

"Do you have a handkerchief?" She asked again.

When Jin didn't speak, she gave her the clean handkerchief in her coat pocket.

She carefully tied up his wound, and then, leaning against him, closed her eyes.

After that, I was speechless all the way.

Two cars, one before and one after, stopped at the door of the hotel.

Jiang Jiusheng was carried out of the car by Shijin. He covered her face with his coat. Mo Bing ran after her. While Shijin ordered the hotel manager to clear the gap on the first floor and left a message for Jiang Jiusheng.

"Your doctor was in a bad mood at home. If you have any problems, please call me."

Jiang Jiusheng nodded.

Mo Bing is right. Shijin's mood is very wrong. On the edge of rage, she dare not even speak, for fear of provoking him. Xu Qingbo told her that when paranoid personality disorder is serious, there will be manic symptoms, even violent tendencies.

"Bang."

The door was shut.

When Jin turns around, she presses Jiang Jiusheng on the door. He uses a lot of strength. She bumps her back hard. She doesn't knock on the door. She bumps into his hand.

It's just the right hand.

Jiang Jiusheng frowned: "Shijin."

When Jin said nothing, his eyes were fixed on her. In his eyes, there was a fire.

He was angry. When she went to Wen's house, he was afraid that she could not come out safely. She knew that, but with Wen's family, she was inevitable, sooner or later.

She looked up at him for a long time, approached him, hugged him by the waist, and put the whole body into his arms: "Shijin, I'm not who I was eight years ago, and nothing can easily defeat me."

He has.

A yuan Jiusheng can defeat him completely.

He clasped her head and kissed it hard.

Jiang Jiusheng is forced to look up, her waist is tightly held, she can't move, any time Jin's lips and tongue disturb her breath: "Shi Jin --"

Shi Jin clings to her lips and gasps heavily: "Sheng Sheng, I want you." He lowered his head, buried it in her neck, nibbled and rubbed it. He said in a hoarse voice, "I want you now."Jiang Jiusheng did not hesitate. He raised his hand around Shijin's neck and said, "OK."

He can't even wait to take her to bed, press her against the wall, tear up her dress, pinch her waist, and smash her into it.

Jiang Jiusheng could hardly stand. He held the whole man in the air, with the cold wall on his back. In front of him was Shi Jin's hot chest.

She fell on Shijin's shoulder and whispered, "be lighter."

He has a wound in his hand. He can't do anything wrong.

When Jin buried herself in her body and bit lightly, she said, "it's not light."

His movements were almost rough, urgent and cruel. He held her waist with one hand, and his palm was bleeding all the time, which stained her with blood.

Jiang Jiusheng breathed rapidly, and tears almost came out from the corner of his eyes: "Shijin, stop, the wound is cracked."

At that time, Jin turned a deaf ear and fell on the ground with her.

He couldn't stop. He was going crazy. He wanted to melt into her blood. He tried his best to entangle with her. He was so happy that his eyes were red and his mind was all broken. He called her name again and again.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

“....”

The light in the room was yellow, and there was a lot of blood in the strong smell. She was in a trance and didn't know how long it was.

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