The agent also heard the voice, rushed in and looked at Rong Chan up and down, and saw the mess on the ground, "What's the matter?"

Rong Chan also wanted to ask what happened.

The things she used at Rong's house over the years were all expensive and high-quality. How could a good dressing table suddenly fall out?

"Your feet are bleeding!" The agent suddenly screamed when he saw Rong Chan's ankle being splashed with glass slag, a little bit of blood spilled.

Rong Chan is called a jade beauty by netizens for no reason. This white and flawless skin has cost a lot of money.

Rong Chan was also panicked when he saw this, "Don't you hurry up and get the medicine box!"

The agent was accustomed to being called by Rong Chan, and hurriedly went to get the medicine kit.

Rong Chan looked at the blood on his ankle, biting his lip, "No, take me to the hospital quickly!"

No scars can be left on her body!

When the agent came over with the medicine kit and heard this, he endured forbearance and drove Rongchan to the hospital.

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Rong Huang sat on the pink single sofa in the room, holding the phone in Bai Shengsheng's hand.

On the screen of the phone, there was a recording.

Rong Huang watched the recording that lasted more than one minute, and squinted his eyes in a good mood, like a milk cat who had done bad things and hid secretly and laughed.

Thinking of Rong Chan's hideous expression before going to the hospital, Rong Huang couldn't help but vomit.

He couldn't leave any scars on his body, but he encouraged the brainless fans to splash the original owner's face with sulfuric acid.

Are women so scary these days?

Rong Huang shrank on the sofa, shivering.

Fortunately, she is still a child.

Rong Huang originally planned to post the recording directly to the Internet, but thinking about it, it doesn't fit her villain's personality.

The real villain should give her a fatal blow when the enemy is anxious.

The best one is the one that is fatal.

A woman like Rong Chan doesn't show any mercy when dealing with them.

Rong Huang found Rong Chan's WeChat among the few WeChat friends of the original owner.

I clicked on the avatar and looked at it. It was a selfie, wearing a white skirt.

Rong Huang sighed and crossed off.

Women these days are not only scary, they also like to wear white skirts.

Women = terrible = like to wear white skirts

So women who like to wear white dresses are scary.

Rong Huang clicked on the chat page with Rong Chan and sent the recording to Rong Chan.

"Rong Huang: Sister, a little gift, no respect. [Smile]"

Rong Huang waited for two minutes, but did not wait for a reply.

It is estimated that Rong Chan is worrying about the injury on her ankle now.

But she was destined to be worried until she died.

The wounds that Rong Huang used to cast spells will only leave scars and will never heal.

Angrily and Rongchan.

Rong Huang didn't wait any longer, exited the chat page, and saw that someone had sent a message to the original owner before, but it was still unread.

The remark is a red heart with a kiss emoticon.

Rong Huang stared at her for two seconds, but she was disgusting.

In addition to being weak and deceiving, the original owner's eyes are not good, and he needs to be treated.

How does the original owner think of a scumbag like Du Sui?

How lack of love is the original owner?

Rong Huang rubbed his hands and clicked on Du Sui's chat box.

"Du Sui: Are you going to trouble with your sister again? I tell you, I will never like you, you just die!"

Rong Huang couldn't help but want to curse.

"Rong Huang: Correct, it's cousin Yuanfang."

"Rong Huang: A poisonous scorpion is a perfect match for a blind man! I beg you to lock it up quickly, don't come out to harm people!"

After the two messages were sent, a one-stop service of deleting and pulling black was presented by the way.