Hearing Chen Menghan's voice, the throbbing in Luo Wan's starry eyes gradually calmed down. How could she forget that in her previous life, under the instigation of Chen Menghan, she left her in the Fu family to live with her.

Chen Menghan brought her with Xu Xian after her mother passed away.

In her previous life, she was very good with this sister who was not related by blood. She was not a relative, but was better than a relative. She shared all the good things with her without reservation, and even followed Chen Menghan's advice.

It was also because of Chen Menghan's reminder that she was prone to being excited and mentally ill. Luo Wanxing was really doing a fake show and got crazy and wanted to kill Fu Rongyuan with a knife. Fu Rongyuan was worried that she would hurt him, so he was snatched by the knife.

Thinking about it now, Chen Menghan must not want to have sex with Fu Rongyuan, so he spoke out to stop him.

I will get sick because I am thankful to them. I have no place to avenge my previous life. Now that Chen Menghan wants to go crazy, she will show Chen Menghan crazy.

Luo Wanxing touched the fruit knife with his hand, and held the knife handle with scarlet eyes.

Fu Rongyuan saw the tip of the knife facing him, and then saw Luo Wanxing's eyes red, his face condensed, and he whispered to comfort:

"Luo Wanxing, calm down. I won't touch you anymore. Put down the knife."

Seeing him suppressing his anger and trying to comfort himself first, Luo Wanxing cursed himself one by one in his heart.

In this man's heart, her affairs are above everything else. Is it okay if I was blind in my previous life that I couldn't see him?

Now is not the time to confess to him, she has to clean up Chen Menghan first.

She forced Fu Rongyuan back and turned her scarlet eyes to Chen Menghan. Chen Menghan was scared and took a step back, but she was not sure whether Luo Wanxing's current state was really crazy or fake:

"Sister, I am Menghan, your favorite sister."

Luo Wanxing's lips curled coldly, and the scarlet and fierce light in his eyes were determined and cruel:

"You are not my sister, you are the devil."

Luo Wanxing screamed and held the knife and stabbed Chen Menghan.

Chen Menghan, you demon.

"Ah, sister, what are you going to do?" Chen Menghan was not stupid. Seeing that the situation was wrong, she flashed urgently.

"Wanxing, stop."

Fu Rongyuan rushed over with a quick step and grabbed Luo Wanxing's wrist.

The tip of the knife did not stab Chen Menghan in the chest, but only cut her arm a little.

"Let me go, she is the devil, I'm going to kill the devil."

Luo Wanxing shouted, not wanting to hurt Fu Rongyuan in his heart, so he let go of his hand while he was exerting force and the knife fell to the ground.

She glared at Chen Menghan, who was bleeding from her arms, as if she didn't know the other person at all. The hatred and evil in her eyes actually matched her current mental disorder.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Chen Menghan's injuries were not very deep. She wanted to scold Luo Wanxing for not playing as planned, but in front of Fu Rongyuan, she had to endure her anger and continue to maintain the role of caring sister.

Luo Wanxing's bipolar disorder and mental disorder are sometimes good and sometimes bad. Seeing her like this, Chen Menghan thought to herself, could Luo Wanxing be so crazy?

Of course, Luo Wanxing would not tell her why.

She also had to have fun with them so that she would not waste this opportunity to live a new life.

The man said coldly:

"She's sick."

Luo Wanxing stared at Chen Menghan with scarlet eyes, his eyes terrifyingly hated, and he completely lost his previous dependence and trust in Chen Menghan:

"devil……"

She broke away from Fu Rongyuan's hand, rushed towards Chen Menghan, and threw Chen Menghan to the ground. She grabbed Chen Menghan's hair with her hands, pulled Chen Menghan's head and hit the floor hard:

"Devil, you give me my sister back, and give me my sister back..."

"Ah...Help, brother-in-law, help..." Chen Menghan's head buzzed and she didn't forget to ask for help.

Fu Rongyuan came over and picked up the crazy Luo Wanxing and took it into his arms:

"Aunt Gui, take Miss Chen away."

"yes."

Luo Wanxing was still not satisfied. He looked at Chen Menghan who was being helped upstairs by Aunt Gui, and called out:

"Devil, wait for me, I won't let you succeed."

Fu Rongyuan had seen her crazy look, but it was different from today. He tightened his arms and said patiently as she said:

"Okay, the devil has been locked up by me, and it can't hurt you."

The man's gentle voice coaxed her was like coaxing a little girl who was ignorant of the world. Luo Wanxing calmed down with the flow, and the scarlet in his eyes faded away, looking at him:

"Are you really locked up?"

The girl's eyes that were completely trusting at this moment made the man's throat tighten.

“~Yes.”

Luo Wanxing rubbed into the man's arms, and smelled the cold smell of sandalwood at the tip of his nose. He felt extremely relieved when he listened to his powerful heartbeat.

She is really alive, he is still alive, and he is still alive.

Fu Rongyuan felt something was wrong. The girl was too obedient. In the past, as long as he approached her, she would be like a frightened hedgehog, erecting spikes all over her body.

And now, the girl's infatuated eyes were wrapped around him, as if he was her lover.

He only saw this kind of look when she saw Song Zheyu.

"Close your eyes."

Luo Wanxing wonders:

"Um?"

The girl has a beautiful face. Today, in order to have a private meeting with Song Zheyu, she changed her previous madness and sloppyness and put on makeup. Her delicate little face is charming. At this moment, her innocent and dark eyes are like a newborn ignorant deer, which makes him unable to help but sway:

"Don't look at me like this."

"Why don't you? Is my eyes very disgusting?" Luo Wanxing refused to follow her. In her previous life, her preconceived ideas made her look disdainful to Fu Rongyuan, so she never looked at him in front of her after three years of marriage.

He is very handsome, with a heroic spirit of a man and a domineering person in the top position. His eyebrows are sharp, his eyes are dark and deep, his face is cold and elegant, and his aura is extraordinary.

Why did she regard Song Zheyu's little face as a treasure in her previous life? Just compared to her appearance, Fu Rongyuan was a few streets ahead of Song Zheyu, let alone temperament, and there was no comparison at all. Song Zheyu was just a slag.

Luo Wanxing didn't know that her more loving and greedy eyes made the man's face colder:

"Look clearly, I am your husband, not Song Zheyu."

This loving look never belonged to him.

Luo Wanxing was stunned. He felt that he had really had hallucinations and imagined him as Song Zheyu?

In his eyes, I was so sick?

She had to change his impression of herself. Luo Wanxing reached out and took the initiative to hold the man's neck, put it together, and murmured in his ear:

"I know, you are my husband."

The two soft words made Fu Rongyuanqing's long body stop immediately, and his muscles tensed up, like a full bow, unable to resist teasing at all. His eyes flashed, and he lowered his eyes to the girl in front of him:

"What did you call me?"
Chapter completed!