Chapter 155: She's Not Sister Jing: Sister Jing is Dead
"What about your right son?"
Yao Chutong asked, she has her own pride, so she doesn't want to stalk him and make him upset.
"She's different."
There was a hint of warmth flowing out of the voice, the wind blew gently, and the broken hair on the forehead fluttered with the wind.
"Are you in love with her?"
Deep bitterness overflowed from the bottom of her heart, but she was trying hard to maintain the last bit of elegance. She reminded herself over and over in her heart that she was the princess of the Yao family, and she couldn't act like a shrew.
"What does it have to do with Miss Yao whether you like her or not?"
Feng Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows, the impatience in her tone clearly evident.
"Feng Xiaoyu, I know she is very similar to Sister Jing, but she is not Sister Jing. Sister Jing is already dead."
Yao Chutong shouted, tears burst into her eyes, and the pearl-like crystal tears slid down her beautiful face. Why, her heart still hurts so much. For a man who doesn't love her and doesn't even want to look at her, she, Yao Chutong, is like this
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"Yao Chutong, shut up. Who said Xiaojing is dead? Say it again?"
The suit on her shoulders fell to the ground. Feng Xiaoyu stepped forward and grabbed her neck with his slender hands. The anger in his eyes surged out in an instant, and a thick evil aura tightly surrounded her body.
The green cherry blossom leaves were blowing in the wind, and the sunlight was suddenly bright and dazzling.
Yao Chutong was choked by his huge force, and his whole body was almost off the ground. His neck hurt and he could not breathe due to the pressure. His face turned red instantly, but he did not struggle. A smile appeared on his beautiful face.
"Feng Xiaoyu, please wake up. Sister Jing is dead. You saw it with your own eyes. She fell in front of you. It was you who killed her. It was you, cough - cough -"
"Shut up. Xiaojing is not dead. She said she would always stay by my side. She said that."
Feng Xiaoyu let go of her dejectedly, like a helpless child, and cried out, how could Xiaojing die? She said that she would always be with him, and even if she is gone, she will change.
Angels have been by his side all day long, but now, everything looks so similar, and he wants to believe that she is Xiaojing.
"Sister Jing is dead, Feng Xiaoyu, sister Jing is dead, You'er is You'er, she's not Yao Chujing, no, she died in front of you, it's been so many years, why are you still unwilling to admit it -"
Yao Chutong knelt on the ground, panting in pain, shouting hysterically, with tears mixed with the soil, and was in a miserable state. He was dead. Sister Jing was dead. In order to save him, she died, and she died in front of him.