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Chapter 3191

"Well, I am the guest..." The waiter wanted to say something to break the awkward atmosphere between the two, but looking at Chen Feng's side face, the words came to his lips, and he couldn't say anything.

"I don't like men." Chen Feng said this with a dark face.

The waiter was just about to say something when he suddenly heard this sentence. He turned to look at him in surprise: "You said, you are not that kind of person? This is really great, so..."

He said excitedly, but before he finished speaking, he smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry, I'm just a little shocked and my brain is not working."

Chen Feng ignored his words, parked the car and took him straight in.

"Where is she?" Chen Feng pointed to the bed in the room: "As for where to bury her, it's up to you. I'll bear all the expenses."

Chen Feng felt somewhat sorry. He Zhijin was a good person, so for Chen Feng.

Even if they were just strangers who met by chance, she did her best to help him and let him survive.

But the ending was unsatisfactory, because of his negligence, He Zhijin died.

When the waiter heard Chen Feng's words, he suddenly remembered the words that came to his mind.

"Do you want to see her one last time?" He stared blankly at the motionless person lying on the bed. His feet were like roots and he couldn't take a step forward.

He forced out an ugly smile and said, "Guest, I didn't expect that you have a good relationship with Sister He. Sister He..."

The waiter's voice was choked with sobs and he could no longer speak.

Even without going in, he understood what was happening.

He Zhijin is dead!

If she was not dead and heard her own voice, why didn't she come over?

"How... how is this possible?" The waiter shook his head, unwilling to accept the result.

"She is indeed dead." Chen Feng did not hide his intention and told him everything that happened.

After hearing what Chen Feng said, the waiter couldn't help but rushed in.

He stretched out a trembling hand and touched He Zhijin's pale face, his lips trembling and unable to say a word.

Wiping away his tears, he squeezed out a smile: "Sister He, you really do what you say. You said Jin Xiliang was dead and you followed him. How...how..."

"Why did you follow that scumbag? You still have good years to live. Why bother yourself?"

Seeing the silent He Zhijin, the waiter couldn't help but burst into tears.

He still remembers the first time he met He Zhijin. He was raped by someone in the store, and it was He Zhijin who saved him.

From then on, the two of them met. With Ka Zhijin's face, those people did not dare to embarrass him, and his life became easier.

Originally he thought this was happiness, but one day she found He Zhijin lying outside his house covered in injuries.

It was also from that time that he realized what He Zhijin had suffered while staying with Jin Xiliang.

Endless torture, abuse, and venting on her if something doesn't go his way.

Afterwards, he proposed to escape with He Zhijin, but she refused.

I still remember He Zhijin's understatement at that time, saying that if he was discovered, he would be bitten by various poisonous insects for three or four days.

Not to mention that, you may also be thrown into a coffin by him and live with those puppets and those dead bodies.

You won't die, but that kind of torture is worse than death.

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