Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

Yan Zhixin tried to break free from her wrist, but she was no match for Yan Qingruo in terms of strength, so she could only open the chatter box and try to speak quickly.

The other party did not speak, she watched Yan Zhixin push herself into the abyss quietly, and observed the direction of the voices of the people watching the play.

They were all accusing Yan Zhixin of labeling her indiscriminately and losing her demeanor of a wealthy lady.Some even used Yan Qingruo as a comparison, and Yan Zhixin became the target of public criticism for a while.

Yan Qingruo approached Yan Zhixin step by step, and whispered in her ear: "Yan Zhixin is just the beginning, I will accompany you to the end of the game."

The voice was very soft, and others could not hear the slightest bit of wind, but Yan Zhixin recorded it in her mind verbatim, and couldn't stop thinking about it for a long time.

She was stupefied, but Yan Qingruo followed Yan Zhixin to throw off her own strength, and took a few steps back: "Sister, how could you treat me like that..."

Hearing the numb tone, most of the people's hearts melted. Seeing Yan Zhixin's expression became more and more severe, several flamboyant young masters rushed forward to seek justice for her.

Yan Zhixin's thoughts were in a mess, she cursed like crazy, she pushed her away, and a few caring people in the corner recorded everything.

"Ruo Ruo didn't expect you to have the talent for acting?" The two escaped while walking in the street while taking advantage of the chaos, Li Shaolin's voice echoed with the faint lights.

"If you watch too much, it will happen naturally." Yan Qingruo said nonchalantly, she raised her hand to smooth her temple hair, "Since she loves acting so much, I don't mind accompanying her to the end."

She was referring to Yan Zhixin. As the winner, Yan Qingruo didn't want to have this person's name pop out of her mouth at all, it would be too annoying.

Li Shaolin nodded knowingly, and suddenly remembered the warning eyes on the banquet hall, and there was actually a little bit of fear.

That look came from Chu Mu, and whenever he and Yan Qingruo got a little closer, that man-eating look would always come as expected.

But this is not important at all, he is a dignified fiancé-to-be, is it possible that he is still afraid of the unnamed one?
The scandal about Yan Zhixin has not subsided for several days, one scene after another, once suppressed, there will be new ones to replace it.

For a while, Yan Zhixin's popularity had overshadowed all the domestic stars, and there was even a tendency to develop abroad.

After the one-pot lesson, Yan Zhixin also gained some brains, and she listened to the words and lived at home for the rest of her life: "Mom, what do you think I should do now?"

In the bedroom, Yan Zhixin looked at the person opposite, her eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and there was an obvious crying tone between her words.

Zhang Rou looked at Yan Zhixin even though her heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe, but on the face she stared at her with resentment, and had no intention of softening her heart.

After a long time, I decided to speak: "Build a good relationship with her first, and let the navy help her up as soon as there is a rumor. As for those scandals, they should be gone after time passes."

This plan was made out of careful calculation, but it unexpectedly fell into Yan Qingruo's hands.After waiting for a while, her plan began to be implemented.

Yan Zhixin sat on the sofa and glanced at Li Shaolin who was holding her mobile phone, and turned her head to the side to see the message he sent to Yan Zhixin, "I was wrong about the birthday party, I hope my sister can have a good talk with me regardless of previous suspicions." Let's talk."

These extremely flattering words are not in line with her style at all, but Yan Zhixin, a fool, just sent the letter, "This is because I was at fault in the first place, and I owe you an apology here."

Li Shaolin raised his eyebrows when he saw this sentence, and he took the initiative to turn his phone to Yan Qingruo: "I never thought that Yan Zhixin's speech could be so good."

"Thanks to her mother's good teaching." Yan Qingruo pouted her lips, her tone was full of sarcasm: "Yan Zhixin's way of winning people's hearts is really well-known."

Seeing her disdainful face, Li Shaolin chuckled a few times, and in the name of Yan Qingruo, he settled on the "Imperial Food House".

The next day, Yan Zhixin slowly approached the private room wearing a high-tailored dress, holding a gift bag in her hand. She said it was an apology gift, but it was actually a leftover hairpin she had used.

If Yan Qing didn't arrive as scheduled, Yan Zhixin was panicked waiting inside, and no one answered her phone calls, so she could only circle around in the private room.

"See how I kill you after cleaning up the scandal." Yan Zhixin gritted her silver teeth, unable to hold on to her dignified and generous smile.

Suddenly a row of figures appeared behind her, and the one at the other end knocked Yan Zhixin unconscious in his arms with quick eyesight.

Their movements were extremely professional, and they even cleverly and unbelievably avoided the cameras in the Imperial Food House and sent her to Yufeng Mountain.

Due to the impact of the typhoon, there were almost no tourists in this new scenic spot, and Yan Zhixin, who was thrown on the top of the mountain by the men in black, was even less visited.

On a typhoon day, the rain would come in bursts. When Yan Zhixin woke up, it happened to be a rainy day, and her clothes were even wet.

Under all kinds of persecution, this young lady could only condescend to take shelter under a tree.Yan Zhixin was so well protected that she couldn't find the way down the mountain after wandering around on the top of the mountain, so she could only count the days on her fingers, and if she could last a day, it was a day.

Two days had passed and she had collapsed into the mud unbearably, playing mahjong with a group of rich wives ignorant of the inside story, guessing that the best part of her plan was about to take place.

"Ruo Ruo, don't go in such a hurry, the road is very slippery!" Li Shaolin stood behind Yan Qingruo with an umbrella on the top of Yufeng Mountain, muttering like an old woman.

Yan Qingruo stood still, and looked back indifferently: "Li Shaolin, we are going to deal with business, if you can't stand it, you can go first."

After finishing speaking, she turned around at the same speed as before, and there was even a trend of getting faster and faster.Li Shaolin who was behind knew that he had said something wrong, shook his head and followed him persistently.

It was obvious that the target of both of them was Yan Zhixin. Yan Qingruo took out the locator on her mobile phone, watched the distance to the target shrinking, and clenched the corner of her clothes with the other hand.

After walking about a few hundred meters, Yan Zhixin's compact figure lying on the mud came into Yan Qingruo's eyes, she lowered her head and licked the corners of her mouth.

Yan Qingruo took out a Swiss Army knife from her pocket, squatted on the ground and silently gestured to Yan Zhixin's face, as if she was carving a work of art.

Behind Li Shaolin stood firmly, the black umbrella in his hand was still tightly held.Because the distance between the two was far away, he kept moving the umbrella forward, and half of his body was already wet by the rain.

Yan Qingruo looked at Yan Zhixin's face with long and distant eyes, and slowly said, "How is it, how does it feel to be trapped on the mountain?"

What responded to her was a howling cold wind, but it didn't dampen her interest: "Don't you like wronging me very much, so today I will make it come true, okay?"

Her voice was susu, like a child's, but her movements and words were unspeakably sharp.

Although Yan Zhixin was unconscious, she was still conscious, and the cold knife edge was close to her cheek, making her shiver uncontrollably.

"It seems that you are very scared." Following Yan Qingruo's movement, the knife stopped on the cheek, and a long and deep bloodstain faintly appeared on the white and tender skin.

She raised her hand suddenly, as if she wanted to let Yan Zhixin go, but the fact was not the same, Yan Qingruo suddenly slashed Yan Zhixin's cheek with even greater force.

A long gash appeared out of nowhere, and the blood didn't rush out immediately, but the wound had already started to accumulate a blush.

The blush got deeper and deeper, until it turned into a dark red color, looking extremely frightening, Yan Qingruo got up, turned her back to Li Shaolin: "Let's go."

Li Shaolin didn't say much, he gestured for his subordinates to drag Yan Zhixin away, and then he took the saber from Yan Qingruo's hand.

The two went down the mountain hand in hand, Yan Qingruo didn't cry or smile along the way, her indifferent expression was completely different from the cheerfulness after the revenge of the big revenge.

Yan Qingruo was in this situation for several days, Li Shaolin accompanied her without any complaints, and did not pay too much attention to outside information.

Yan's house was in chaos at the moment, and Li Shaolin's subordinates directly threw Yan Zhixin at the gate of Yan's house, which made Zhang Rou, who came back from playing mahjong, very upset.

"Zhi Xin?" Zhang Rou got out of the luxury car, approached slowly with Mrs. Kuo's frame in her hand, and called out to the person lying on the ground uncertainly.

It's normal for Zhang Rou not to recognize her daughter, so after a series of events, Yan Zhixin's face has been changed beyond recognition, and the clothes on her body can't tell the color.

"Madam, do you want to get rid of this person?" Aunt Yun suggested from behind, looking at Yan Zhixin with disdain and sarcasm.

"Help her groom first, and then call the private doctor over." Zhang Rou moved her hand away from Yan Zhixin's neck, trembling tightly.

Zhang Rou knew in her heart that this person was undoubtedly Yan Zhixin, and she could confirm it thoroughly by looking at the birthmark on her neck.

It's just that Zhang Rou has unspeakable doubts in her heart at the moment, Yan Zhixin clearly told her to go abroad with a group of classmates for vacation, but the current posture doesn't look like it no matter what.

This question was suppressed by Zhang Rou in her heart, she looked at the doctor who treated Yan Zhixin's wound with a hoarse voice: "Is Zhixin's face still recoverable?"

The first thing she cared about when she opened her mouth was not Yan Zhixin's body but her skin. The doctor felt a bit of disdain for her in his heart. Sure enough, the rich and powerful people disregarded human life, and all they wanted was to use their face to catch a wealthy son-in-law.

The doctor took a few steps back indiscriminately, and his tone was not as enthusiastic as before: "I can't make a conclusion on whether the recovery is not good. Ms. Yan's wound is festering, and she needs to be hospitalized."

As he said that, the doctor took out a few ointments from the first aid kit, and wrote down the usage methods one by one: "Rub it on for a while, and send her to the hospital after her emotions calm down. My family has limited education."

Zhang Rou also didn't ask the doctor to stay for a long time, and asked Aunt Yun to stay by Yan Zhixin's side after seeing off the guests, holding her restless hand, and secretly promised in her heart.

That night Yan Zhixin calmed down and fell into a coma, Zhang Rou followed the doctor's orders and sent Yan Zhixin to the hospital overnight.

In the intensive care unit of the hospital, Yan Zhixin lay there for three whole days, and the wound on her face was only roughly treated, which shows how difficult it really is.

"Doctor, do you mean that there is no possibility of repairing Zhixin's face?" Zhang Rou took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes back and forth.

"Because the wound is too deep, facial repair may not be possible..." The doctor hesitated, and the sound of the cup breaking was covered by the sound of the glass breaking behind.