Chapter 485:【President Luo is definitely interested in what I want to say】
It was him who failed to protect Xiao Xi, and she died miserably.\%_%_Original_Creation%_%\
That girl who was as well-behaved, obedient, cute and sweet as a kitten, that little pet that he held in his hands and cared for, would never smile at him again, never rub her face against his chest again, never again.
Nor would he reveal his two cute dimples and call him "Xi..." pitifully.
Lin Xi had not slept for several days and looked very decadent. His beard had not been shaved for several days and had covered half of his face.
He just stayed with his little pet quietly. She was very afraid of the dark, so he had to stay with her all the time so that she wouldn't be afraid.
"Who?! Who did it?" [
The pity in Ziya's heart is no less than that of Lin Xi. His cousin is so cute and pitiful.
He had always been worried that she would mutate into a terrifying creature in the future, but he never expected that her ending would be so tragic!
Who on earth was so cruel and inhumane? Who on earth killed his Xiao Xi?
"Yan! Emperor!" Lin Xi almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out these two words: "I will not let him go. This hatred is irreconcilable!"
A seed of hatred was planted in Ziya's heart at the same time, and quickly took root and sprouted.
His eyes were scarlet: "It's him again!"
Emperor Yan, if he wants this revenge, he will pay it back tenfold!
His belief in this life is An Xiaoxi.
Now that An Xiaoxi is no longer alive, he still continues to study?
Ziya vowed to get back the pain Emperor Yan inflicted on him, one by one.
He also wanted Emperor Yan to taste what it felt like to lose the person he loved most.
It rained heavily outside the house again, and the city was covered with rain.
Two equally sad and angry men, one on the left and one on the right, stood quietly next to the crystal coffin, slowly closing the lid bit by bit.
Three days later, at the cemetery, Lin Xi squatted in front of the tombstone, stretched out his hand and touched the photo of An Xiaoxi's smiling face.
A tear slipped down the cheek and was buried in the soil. The pain of losing a loved one took root in the soil and expanded infinitely.
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"Hey, is this Mr. Luo?"
Sero was packing his things in the hotel room, and Yan Feng was urging him outside.
He held his cell phone and answered the call nonchalantly: "Who is it?" [
"You don't need to know who I am." The other party smiled evilly, paused, and continued: "However, Mr. Luo will definitely be interested in what I want to say."