Lu Zhong's eyes darkened slightly, his thin lips pursed, and he said in a low voice: "I'm sorry!"

Zhen Shan's fingertips were trembling violently, and her body was becoming more and more uncomfortable. She took a deep breath, ignoring the pain in her abdomen, and wanted to calm down, but the words she spoke were filled with hatred, "Are you apologizing for your father? Or do you think my parents are

Two lives are only worth these three words of yours? Haha, how valuable is I'm sorry?"

Lu Zhong's face turned pale and he said sternly: "I didn't apologize for Lu Ren, I was just worried about you."

"unnecessary!"

"Whether you believe it or not, Shanshan, I will never side with Lu Ren, even," he looked at her and said word by word: "If you want my life now, I will give it to you!"

Zhen Shan suddenly turned her eyes and looked at him steadily, trying to find any trace of absurdity on his face, but she only met his forbearing and affectionate eyes.

She withdrew her eyes and said coolly: "If Mr. Lu is fine, please come back. I don't think my parents want to see anyone from the Lu family again."

Lu Zhong stared at her, "Okay, I'll go, but just think that I have my own plans and we are cooperating. You can come to me for whatever you want. I just hope you don't do anything stupid. It's definitely not worth it.

"

Zhen Shan turned his back to him and did not answer.

Lu Zhong sighed deeply and walked away, but the white bandage wrapped around his arm was stained red with blood, and he seemed not to feel the pain of the cracking wound.

Zhen Shan looked at her parents' bodies covered with white cloth, her whole body trembled, and tears fell uncontrollably. She knelt on the ground weakly, crying silently, heartbreakingly.

Dad, Mom, how can you be willing to leave your daughter alone in this world?

They have already given in so far and just want their family to be safe. Why do those people still refuse to let them go? Do they have to push them to a dead end?

Zhen Shan clutched the sheets tightly, his eyes full of scarlet hatred, like a Rakshasa ghost crawling out of hell.

…

Li Wenyi was whipped by Adjutant Li, and the vicious wounds on his back made him comatose at home for three days. But when he woke up, it was like a lifetime ago, and the overwhelming bad news was unbearable for him.

Old Zhen and his wife fell to their deaths, and one of the executioners was his father!

At that moment, he seemed to understand what despair was. His biological father killed the parents of the woman he loved most. How could this happen?

Li Wenyi was in extreme pain and even more worried about Zhen Shan. He ignored his mother's obstruction and rushed to Zhen's house.

Until he looked at the doorway hung with mourning flags and the coffin in the hall, Li Wenyi's feet felt like they were filled with lead. He could no longer move, and he didn't dare to look at the white figure kneeling in front of the mourning hall. He felt that every breath was

The pain was so heavy that it almost overwhelmed him.

"Third Young Master!"

The assistant quickly supported Li Wenyi, who was unsteady on his feet, and looked at him worriedly.

Li Wenyi raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His face was extremely pale, his eyes were red, and he murmured desperately: "Ashan..."

Click, click, the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground suddenly came from behind, the white flags were not moving in the wind, and the cold breath rushed up the assistant's back, making his scalp numb.

It's really hard not to be scared if you suddenly hear strange footsteps in front of someone else's house. What's more, the weather today is extremely gloomy. Even in broad daylight, the dark clouds almost reach the eaves and hover over Zhen's house.

He once heard an old man say that people who died in vain would be echoed at the funeral, only waiting for the first seven souls to take revenge. Is it difficult, could it be...

Even if the assistant has received Western scientific education, one can only believe in their existence or non-existence when it comes to ghosts and gods.

If the assistant were not loyal enough to Li Wenyi, he would have run away now!

When the assistant didn't respond, Li Wenyi turned around suddenly, almost screaming in fright. He looked back with his boss in a panic... He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but luckily no one turned around to kill him.

"Lu, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Zhong was wearing a black suit with a white flower on his chest. He was solemn and heavy. Even his gentle smile that had never changed for thousands of years had disappeared, and his expression was not much better than that of a seriously injured person like Li Wenyi.

The two of them faced each other, one with cold eyes and the other with cold eyes. The assistant was worried whether the two of them would just draw their guns and fight in the next moment?

But he really thought too much. No matter how much murderous intention they had in their hearts at this time, they would never take action here.

The dead are great, no one wants her to hate them more.

Lu Zhong withdrew his eyes coldly, took a few steps forward, stopped in front of the door steps, stopped walking inside, bent down solemnly, and bowed three times in the direction of the mourning hall.

Immediately, he did not leave, but stood at the door, looking at the thin figure kneeling in front of the coffin, a look of pain flashed across his eyes.

Li Wenyi took a deep look at Lu Zhong, but did not speak. He also stood outside the door, looking at the concerned figure inside.

Neither of them paid any attention to the other, they just stood quietly outside the door.

They are both the proud sons of the gold market. They have been compared with each other since they were young. On the surface, they look friendly, but secretly they are competing for fame and fortune. Later, when they compete for her, they completely fall apart. But in the end, who wins?

?

Li Wenyi looked at her painfully, as if they had all lost!

He originally thought that he could pull her up from the quagmire, hold her in the palm of his hand, and make her happy for the rest of her life. In the end, it might be him who brought her the greatest despair.

He was overwhelmed with great despair and regret, and Li Wenyi's vision turned black. Her figure seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and he could not catch up, so he fell weakly to the spot.

"Third Young Master!"

The assistant supported Li Wenyi who fainted and called anxiously.
Chapter completed!