AnMuXi painfully holding the head HSS to what I love you when you won’t let me go, I don’t love you when your mother won’t let me go? What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong? Your mother insisted on torturing me like this, and now she won’t let go of my relatives!
What are you talking about? ！”
Shirley royal grief looked at her throat as if she had been pinched, and she couldn’t say a word. Her outofcontrol fist hit her chest one after another … Oh, that’s where she beat, even if she stopped.
Besides, the person who killed An Changyu was his own mother.
Ah … Irony!
How ironic!
God just doesn’t want him to be with her, does he? I tried my best to pull them farther and farther apart by any means.
Until now, I can’t touch …
AnMuXi also waved his fist at random and folded it, hugged her tightly, held her trembling shoulder once, twice and said sorry ten times …
In order to get back my dignity, I brewed malicious words. At this time, the scene was in flight
I was wrong when I was rude … I was wrong when I married you against your wishes … I was wrong when I was wrong … you punish me … you kill me … and get my life back for my dad … ok?
You kill me … kill me … I don’t want anything. I want my dad …
Hysterical crying exaggerates depression and sadness. When people are sad, their eyes are wet. He closes his eyes and tears fall down his cheeks. No matter how she struggles, she will not let go.
Once upon a time, he felt dirty even when he was touched by her, but now he is desperate to hold her in his hand. How mean are you?
Sadness permeates the memory like suddenly breaking through the floodgate to stop the pouring of pain, and the accumulation of piles is like a dense net wrapped around him.
He is the king of M, he won everyone but lost her, and the world can get him if he wants to, but she becomes far away …
Who is wrong?
What, they got to where they are today?
Gu Zhuoyang’s handsome face is full of grief and indignation, clenched his fist, and the veins stood out suddenly and violently. His dark eyes are covered with frost and there is a hint of measures.
He took a step to bring Amherla back, but in the end he froze and looked at the woman who was crying and grieving in Lishiyu’s arms several times. That kind of force came again like an avalanche.
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Does she really need someone in the most painful time or is she tough?
He closed his eyes before the idea made him desperate.
No … No.
She is in too much pain.
It’s too painful for her … She will come back to her after crying.
Gu Zhuoyang is in an extraordinary period, so you shouldn’t care.
Never mind …
……
An Changyu didn’t like noisy places before his death. His funeral was very simple. She didn’t let Gu Zhuoyang tell his parents that she didn’t want to make his family feel sad.
The mourning hall is very quiet and quiet, which can be said to be desolate. An Muxi kneels next to an Changyu’s portrait, and her eyes look dull. However, at the end of the day, the whole person seems to be thin and haggard. She hangs her eyes, and her face is pale and a little sick. Anluoqi is broken and crying in her ear.
Suddenly, a few people came in outside, angry and sad, but they were stopped by Gu Zhuoyang.
Xiaoxi doesn’t want anyone to make noise at this time.
Maybe it’s emotional. His voice is hoarse and his eyebrows and eyes are tired, which reveals that he needs extreme sleep.
Dialect gnashing my teeth, I feel terrible, staring at the Li family to worship.
Li Muting and Li Tianyue made incense first, and when Li Yu kowtowed, he didn’t get up. His handsome face was more haggard than melancholy.
Li Muting and An Muxi made a deep bow to her, with a sad voice of Xiaoxi, I’m sorry, please accept my sincere apology.
LiTianYue followed bow.
AnMuXi didn’t look up because his eyes hurt when he heard their voices, but he couldn’t help pouring out of the crystal, holding the portrait hand and tightening it …
Dialect said that the degree of cherishing An Muxi was not known by her boyfriend. After the news of An Changyu’s death, she was saddened. She immediately called Gu Zhuoyang and asked him to arrange a private jet to come over.品茶
She couldn’t wait to kill everyone in Shirley’s family!
Is there an apology? She could bear to clench her fists angrily. Can your apology bring Uncle An back from the dead?
She went to Li Tianyue and sneered and asked, What kind of man are you if you can’t even manage your wife?
And you folded master xiaoxi or your grandson’s wife said hello several times in front of me, but品茶? But your daughterinlaw has been bothering her again and again. Now, Xiaoxi, even her only relative has been killed by Fu Yaner. Are you happy?
Don’t again? Can you let her go?
What LiTianYue mouth think LiMuting took him and shook his head.
It’s really Fu Yaner’s fault. No matter what they say, his family is not qualified to refute it.
Miss Fang, I will make amends for Yaner, said Li Muting. What do you want me to do?
Are you asking me? The dialect is extremely angry and laughs. If it were me, of course I would want you all to die!
Yan Yan Lian Yikun pulled her and folded her family. After all, it was not easy for her to be so secretive. If she got into trouble, she would be finished, but she was dumped by dialect words.
