Chapter 623 Lin Ruxiang, what kind of onion are you?
"Yan Ye."
A very weak female voice outside.
The woman had tears in her eyes and sat in a wheelchair, as if she was suffering from abuse and treatment.
Fu Yanye hugged Zhuo Jian, listened to the sound outside, looked at him as soon as he raised his eyes. While shocked, he also felt the stiffness of the person on his body.
Zhuo Jian's movement of holding him was obviously stopped, shocked and then angry.
Lin Ruxiang?
What Sheng Xin had said to her suddenly appeared in Zhuo Jian's mind, and then what Fu Yanye said, she is just a living dead person now.
"Yan Ye, I finally found you."
The woman was sitting in a wheelchair, crying with tears.
“…”
Zhuo Jian finally recovered, but couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
After so long, is Lin Ruxiang still the only trick?
Zhuo Jian looked at the man holding him, Fu Yanye.
He was so enthusiastic and uncontrollable just now that he rushed to the bed with her.
However, why is he so calm now?
Yes, when he saw Lin Ruxiang, his feelings for her became so small?
"Yan Ye, A Jian, Ru Xiang, she has lost her memory."
Zhou Mei, who was pushing her to inform her sadly.
Amnesia?
Zhuo Jian's mind buzzed again.
Have she encountered all the bloody plots in this world?
Fu Yanye lost his memory, and Lin Ruxiang also lost his memory.
So, should she also have amnesia?
In this way, the lives of the three of them can be re-run.
"I haven't lost my memory, I remember it, Yan Ye, I miss you so much."
Lin Ruxiang refuted Zhou Mei, leaned forward, and said to him while touching his heart.
Fu Yanye's vision was just staring at the person on him and asked softly: "I'll take you home first?"
"I don't."
Did he discuss with her?
Zhuo Jian looked at him and protested coldly.
Fu Yanye looked at her expression, feeling helpless, but he had to follow her and continue to discuss with her, "Then let's find a place to sit down and chat?"
Zhuo Jian listened to this and did not refute again this time.
Fu Yanye was still holding her, feeling that she was holding her tightly, and couldn't help staring at her, asking her if she planned to just hang it on him or leave by herself.
Zhuo Jian immediately hugged him tighter, "My legs hurt, you can carry me away."
At this moment, she was stunned by Lin Ruxiang's appearance.
Zhuo Jian had only one thought in his mind, that was, Lin Ruxiang was not allowed to feel even a little comfortable in his heart.
"good."
Fu Yanye agreed to her, hugged her and reached out to press the elevator to close the switch, and then said to the people outside: "You use the next trip."
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Half an hour later, three people entered the cafe in the community.
It was already wrapped in Fu Yanye and was no longer welcoming guests. Zhou Mei stood outside and waited in agony.
"A Jian, when did you come back? Yan Ye, did you call A Jian back? A Jian, thank you for your hard work, you came back to divorce Yan Ye."
Lin Ruxiang looked at them with a grievance and said.
Fu Yanye looked at the woman in front of him. He saw Lin Ruxiang lying on the bed with his own eyes. At that time, she was in a state of a living dead.
But now, she was sitting in front of him.
Although her face looked a little haggard, she was indeed awake and could call out his and Zhuo Jian's names accurately.
Zhuo Jian felt even more funny. Zhou Mei called out Lin Ruxiang and thought everything could start from scratch?
"I'm not back to get a divorce."
Zhuo Jian informed indifferently.
"Don't you come back to get a divorce? Is it because my aunt's condition cannot be delayed? A Jian, don't worry too much, my sister and Yan Ye will definitely be responsible for the aunt's funeral."
Lin Ruxiang held the handrail and said with relief.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian laughed and said, "You and Yan Ye are responsible for my mother's funeral? Fu Yanye is my mother's son-in-law, of course he should do it. Which onion are you?"
"A Jian, what's wrong with you? Why did you become so angry that my sister won't know you anymore."
Lin Ruxiang was frightened and looked pale. She stammered and asked her, but went to see Fu Yanye.
Fu Yanye sat diagonally across from time to time and watched coldly. He must have seen Zhuo Jian's performance, right?
"elder sister?"
Zhuo Jian listened to her name, smiled again, and then slowly stood up.
"A Jian, what are you going to do?"
Lin Ruxiang watched her stand up and suddenly looked at Fu Yanye nervously, as if asking for help.
But Fu Yanye was just unmoved.
Zhuo Jian walked around the rectangular table and bent over Lin Ruxiang.
Lin Ruxiang held the handrail and increased her strength, but the expression on her face was full of panic.
But Zhuo Jian reads provocation from her eyes.
She was no longer the silly girl who returned to China at the beginning of that year, and she only knew tolerate herself.
Now she is the mother of three children. Thanks to the woman in the wheelchair who has allowed her to grow so much, her hands also grabbed the armrest of Lin Ruxiang's wheelchair and looked at Lin Ruxiang with her.
Lin Ruxiang suddenly felt cold on her spine, and only four words appeared in her mind.
Killing intent is everywhere.
Zhuo Jian smiled: "Let me tell you clearly that no matter whether you really have amnesia or pretend to have amnesia, you can continue to live in this city well. I wrote the words Zhuo Jian upside down."
"A Jian, what's wrong with you? What did I do to make you think so hard for me?"
Lin Ruxiang was so aggrieved that she looked at Fu Yanye with help.
Fu Yanye was already looking at Zhuo Jian. Of course, he knew why Zhuo Jian hated Lin Ruxiang so much.
But now, he can only wait and see.
"Who said I want you to have a hard time?"
Zhuo Jian asked rhetorically.
"No, isn't it? But you obviously hate me very much, and you even want me to live unhappy."
"Hmph, you're so whimsical. If you dare to come back, you should have expected that I wouldn't let a awake Lin Ruxiang go."
Zhuo Jian continued.
The air around me became cold. Lin Ruxiang looked at Zhuo Jian's eyes with the blade in his mouth, "I can't live long, my mother said that this is my second heart transplant, and few people can experience the heart twice.
The transplant survived, probably a few months.”
"Ha, how many months? Lin Ruxiang, listen, even for a few minutes, I want you to be in a dark place."
"What?"
"You will meet your father in prison soon."
Zhuo Jian said to her.
Lin Ruxiang: “…”
Zhuo Jian turned his head and went back, taking out his cell phone from the bag in his seat.
Fu Yanye lowered his head, his face still calm and cold.
Zhuo Jian dialed the number and put his phone in his ear before looking at him. As soon as the other end was connected, she only said four words: "I want to report the case."
Lin Ruxiang's face suddenly turned pale: "Zhuo Jian, what are you doing? Yan Ye, don't care about her? Why am I? "
"A murderer appeared in front of me and I saw her throw a month old child into the sea."
When Zhuo Jian said this, he was already looking at Lin Ruxiang.
This is her grudge with Lin Ruxiang.
Lin Ruxiang looked at her in disbelief and shouted: "What are you talking nonsense? Yan Ye, what happened? Why don't you keep speaking? Are you just letting her do whatever she wants?"