In such a large guest room, the orange light is filled with a warm atmosphere.

Shen Zichuan lay on the bed with Fang Xiaoran's soft body in his arms, and fell asleep.

Suddenly, a sharp mobile phone ring rang in the silent space, waking Fang Xiaoran and Shen Zichuan.

Her long eyelashes trembled with fear. The next second, she felt the man around her touch his mobile phone on the bedside table and answer the phone. Her voice was hoarse and dark.

"It's me. What's up?"

"Zichuan, sobbing... Rong Rong, Rong Rong cut her wrist and killed herself."

Zhao Li's harsh voice suddenly rang through Fang Xiaoran's ears in the silent room. She stared in surprise.

Without warning, Fang Yanrong committed suicide?

The man who got out of bed had put on a black coat. Under the light, his handsome and proud facial features showed a trace of fatigue and depression.

Coldly watched for a few seconds, lying in bed staring at his Fang Xiaoran, his cold thin lips gently evoke a cruel arc, "Yan Rong cut her wrists in the ward to commit suicide. Are you satisfied!"

What he meant was to blame Fang Yanrong's suicide on her?

Fang Xiaoran stood up with her hands on the edge of the bed and looked quietly at Shen Zichuan with his eyebrows locked. The man's eyebrows and eyes were excellent. His narrow eyes were extremely good-looking double eyelids, making his deep and cold eyes more impossible to pry into the real mood.

She wanted to see through his eyes what he thought in his heart and whether there was her position. Just now she could hold her tenderly and sleep in the same bed. Now she can blame Fang Yanrong for looking for life and death for no reason.

She had some revived heart, but she was torn to pieces by his ruthless actions.

Looking at the man who had reached the door, Fang Xiaoran felt like an empty hole had been chiseled in her heart, and her throat suddenly choked. "Shen Zichuan, do you think I forced Fang Yanrong to commit suicide? After four years of marriage and more than 1000 days and nights, what kind of person am I? Don't you know at all?

Just for the sake of my sincerity to you, can you give me even a little fairness?

I didn't do anything sorry for you. Dad Shen, I really didn't push him off the balcony. All the things that happened to Fang Yanrong have nothing to do with me... I don't know why she wanted to be short-sighted, but I really haven't done anything to force her. Why don't you believe me and why never believe me? "

Shen Zichuan looked at her white face as still as a pool of stagnant water. The eyes looking at him were dead and looked at him without expression. It seemed different from before.

He was shocked and frowned back at Fang Xiaoran. "Who else can it be? Is it Yanrong's play? She is a person who cries pain even for injections and medicine. In order to frame you, she not only broke her kidney, but also was blocked in the parking lot by a group of gangsters and abused in turn?

Fang Xiaoran and Yan Rong are nervous because Xiao Huange sent unreal posts on the Internet. Tonight, they collapsed because a group of unscrupulous reporters rushed into the ward to abuse and intend to commit suicide. Now they are lying on the operating table to save their lives and are not out of danger. You should say such words. Are you still human? "

With that, Shen Zichuan opened the door with one hand and left without nostalgia.

"Shen Zichuan, what if Fang Yanrong committed suicide? Your worry is superfluous. How can she be willing to die so easily if she hasn't achieved her goal of getting you?"

Looking at Shen Zichuan quickly entering Maybach from the open window, Fang Xiaoran quickly sent the car to the direction of the hospital. Fang Xiaoran smiled gently and smiled. Her eyes overflowed with tears and dripped down in series.

Is it so sad and desperate to love a man who doesn't love her?

A heart seems to float in the air, always nervous, no landing point, no sense of security. The other party gives you painful disappointment, gives you a little hope, gives you a little ethereal hope, and immediately gives you disappointment. Instead, it torments you repeatedly and never ends!

Fang Xiaoran slowly closed her eyes and then curled up in pain. Even though she tightly wrapped all the warm quilts on the bed, she still felt cold and piercing. There was no place to warm her.

In a daze, she fell into a drowsy sleep with tears on her face.

When she woke up the next day, Fang Xiaoran was depressed and weak. Under the persuasion of sister-in-law Li, she drank half a bowl of oatmeal with pickles, and her strength recovered a little.

After breakfast, her cell phone rang.

The mobile phone was on the side. Fang Xiaoran glanced at the caller ID and was stunned to find that it was Fang Yanrong. She was stunned. She soon calmed down and connected, "it's me!"

At the other end of the phone, Fang Yanrong's soft voice with insufficient breath immediately sounded, "cough... Sister, you don't have to worry about me. I'm fine! Thanks to brother Zichuan coming in time last night, he rushed into the operating room and held my hand to encourage me to cheer me up regardless of the risk of infection!"

Without waiting for Fang Xiaoran to reply, Fang Yanrong faintly whispered at the end of the phone, "brother Zichuan, don't get up and sleep for a while. You were tired all night last night. I looked distressed. My sister will be more distressed..."

A strong ambiguous relationship between men and women can be felt almost through the screen.

Fang Xiaoran couldn't hear any more. With a white face, she hung up the phone, stiff and mechanically walked out of the villa and wandered around along the shady path.

Her chest seemed to be hit hard by a huge hammer, which hurt her even her breathing.

Last night, Shen Zichuan not only accompanied Fang Yanrong in surgery, but also slept with her. Therefore, Fang Yanrong called her early in the morning to show off.

Shen Zichuan, Shen Zichuan, so brazenly mixing with Fang Yanrong, what do you think of me?

Before she knew it, Fang Xiaoran went to another villa, the old house of the Shen family. Since Shen Zichuan's father had an accident, he was angry, dismissed all his servants and closed the house.

The villa without popularity for two years is empty and lonely, and there is no smell of fireworks.

Staring at the top balcony where father Shen had an accident, Fang Xiaoran remembered that on the day of father Shen's birthday two years ago, Shen Zichuan specially asked her to send her carefully prepared birthday gift to his father on the phone.

Because the two houses are close to each other and it takes only about 20 minutes to walk, Fang Xiaoran didn't drive, but took sister-in-law Li and walked slowly with gifts.

When Mingming first came in, everything was fine.

But when she found father Shen on the balcony on the top floor and handed the gift to him, father Shen suddenly fell back. Unfortunately, he fell on the concrete road and became an unconscious vegetable.

From the perspective of downstairs, it was as if she had pushed Shen Zichuan's father down from the balcony.

This is also the reason why all the servants testified that Fang Xiaoran was the murderer.

Thinking of Shen's father, who had always been kind to her, Fang Xiaoran sighed slightly and took back her eyes from the balcony. As soon as she turned around, she froze in place when she saw people with bad faces in her eyes!

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