Looking at, Ji Tianmo's **** demon's red lips involuntarily twitched fiercely---

   "Tomorrow I will go to Sweden to find you."

  Damn! Why did T/M/D find Laozi? !

   Then, decisively and unconvincingly, he lay on the bed and coughed more vigorously.

  Emperor's chair---

  Xuan Chen Haoxie’s cold lips with a smile, slightly closed, and the long figure stood up and walked straight out of the suite.

  ……

  In the VIP senior ward of City A hospital.

  The woman lying on the hospital bed, with her long hair messy and scattered, her bloodless face covered with tears, looks even more delicate and pitiful.

  Outside the door of the ward, two bodyguards in black suits stood.

"Da da--"

  On the silent promenade, there was a sound of cold footsteps.

  The guarding two bodyguards nodded together, bent down and called respectfully,

   "Mr. Xuan."

   Through the glass window on the door, Xuan Chenhao glanced indifferently, and his voice restored the coldness of the first godfather of the Mafia.

   "Where is the second young master?"

  One of the bodyguards respectfully answered,

   "The Second Young Master has already left."

  Xuan Chenhao's knife-shaved chin nodded slightly.

  The other bodyguard opened the door of the ward with a "click", and then stepped aside.

  ……

  Hearing the sound of opening the door, Fang Rou, who was lying on the hospital bed, turned her head in shock.

  But the moment I saw Xuan Chenhao who walked in----

  The pale face suddenly became agitated, and the tearful eyes became more weeping, and some hoarse voices were extremely delicate/soft.

   "Hao, you are finally here..."

  Xuan Chenhao walked straight to the side of the hospital bed.

   coldly looked down at the woman who could arouse almost all men's protective desire/hope, but he didn't feel anything.

  The cold voice was even colder with a "um", which was regarded as a greeting to her.

  ……

  Fang Rou didn't seem to care about Xuan Chenhao's indifference to her. She reached out with a hand that was hanging water and was about to grab Xuan Chenhao's palm.

  Xuan Chenhao's black eyes darkened slightly, and coldly put his hands behind him.

   Fang Rou's face turned ugly white.

   retracted his hand in embarrassment, but raised his face even more, and said to Xuan Chenhao, who was trying to laugh so pitifully and pitifully.

   "Hao, I knew you would come.

  I know you still care about me, in your heart---"

   "Why do you want to do this?"

  Xuan Chenhao's words were not a little bit of temperature, and they were bitingly chilling, and she mercilessly interrupted Fang Rou's self-talk.

  ……

  Instant---

   Fang Rou's face turned pale, and tears burst into her eyes.

  He didn't even say a word of concern, so he asked her why she committed suicide in such a shameless manner? !

  In the ward---

  There was a woman’s hoarse cry,

   "Hao, are you asking why I committed suicide?

  Don’t you know, I did everything because of you! "

  Xuan Chenhao's dark eyebrows frowned slightly.

   "If you have anything you can tell me directly.

  There is no need to hurt yourself. "

  Listening to Xuan Chenhao’s words, Fang Rou suddenly sneered twice.

   "Shall I tell you directly?"

  ……

  Tearful eyes resisted all the panic and fear, and met Xuan Chenhao’s cold eyes straight, his face with a sad smile became even more ugly.

   "Since that woman appeared, are you still willing to say a word to me?!

   even---

  Even the chance to see you was taken away by her!

  Now, I actually fell to the point of suicide to get your alms! "

   Fang Rou's sneer voice suddenly became excited, and fiercely tore the white gauze tied on her wrist.

  The fierce knife mark that hadn't fully healed, was suddenly exposed/exposed in the cold air, and it was dazzling.

  Xuan Chenhao's black eyebrows grew deeper.

  It seems that the chill of the yin bird oozes out.

  ……

   Fang Rou was torn as hard as she was crazy.

  The hideous wound opened again, bleeding out, and the snow-white gauze was stained red, making it even more shocking. It was laid out in front of Xuan Chenhao’s eyes, crying and roaring.

   "Yeah, I can only hurt myself.

  Five years...

  I have been by your side for five years, and even spared my life to save you.

  But, it was no match for that bitch/people's five days.

  What do you want me to do, you tell me!

  How on earth will you notice me! To see me!

  You tell me, you tell me..."

  She only found out that it turned out that the previous terrorist bombing in the British Parliament Building was actually done by Hao for the cheap woman Ji Tianmo.

  Also, Hao would go to Rome personally because the woman was there.

  Even, that slut/woman actually tricked her Hao into the bed...

  Hao is hers! No one can take Hao away from her!

  So, Ji Tianmo, absolutely unforgivable...!

  ……

  In the dark bottom of the eyes, the chill slowly intensified, and with the lightly opened thin lips, it released coldly,

   "Fang Rou, you saved me five years ago, now I can give you my life.

  But other things, I won’t give you anything. "

  Speaking, Xuan Chenhao took out the special dagger he carried with him, and the bright blade was full of iron cold.

  The crazy woman stiffened in an instant.

  He would rather give her his life than give her love...

  Looking at the dagger handed over by Xuan Chenhao, Fang Rou felt a layer of sorrow from the bottom of her heart, sorrowful to despair...

   Suddenly, her crying teary eyes were gloomy, Fang Rou grabbed the dagger Xuan Chenhao placed in front of her.

  "Thorn"---

  A harsh sound!

  The blade pierced the muscles, and the sound of the sawing deep piercing fiercely came from the suffocating air...

  ……

  Fang Rou firmly grasped the handle of the knife, and the sharp blade at the front had penetrated Xuan Chenhao's abdomen deeply.

  "Tick---Answer---Tick---Answer---"

  On the porcelain-white floor, drops of scarlet blood continue to fall quickly...

  Xuan Chenhao's expression did not change in any way, even without frowning, it was as if it was not his body that had been pierced by a knife.

  Looking at the trembling woman in front of her, Xuan Chenhao’s voice was even colder.

   "Is this enough?"

  Too strong a sense of persecution rushed in madly, Fang Rou's whole body was shaking more uncontrollably, and the hand holding the handle of the knife unconsciously pressed harder!

  "Thorn---"

  The blade that pierced most of the head completely pierced Xuan Chenhao's abdomen!

  I can even feel the sharp point of the knife, pressing it against the flesh and blood!

  The “tick” drop of blood, suddenly like an open water valve, gurgled out, and on the floor, scarlet spread arbitrarily...

  ……

  Fang Rou trembled and looked at the motionless man in front of her. Her hands holding the hilt of the knife were all his blood...

  Gosh!

  What did she do!

  ---

  (My dears, it’s the last day of 2014, thank you for staying with Tutu, and you will never leave it, I love you so much!)