How many lives have been killed.

Xia Ruoxin's hand was on her face, and the warm sunlight fell on her face. Everyone looked at her strangely, with sympathy, mockery, and accusations. She could smell their malice. Laugh, their glee, because she knows that she is now a celebrity and has made headlines in the newspaper. Isn't she a celebrity?

She raised her head. Suddenly, she no longer knew where to go.

She clasped her arms and smiled, but she was a little lonely.

Xia Ruoxin, ugly and weird, father doesn't hurt, mother doesn't love, bald and bald no one loves. She closed her eyes, her eyes were extremely sour, but this time, she did not cry again.

Because, she knew that what she was going to face would be harder and harder days.

She didn't want to cry like a lifetime of tears like Lin Daiyu, Xia Ruoxin, even if no one loves, she still loves herself.

And she didn't know that, not far from her, a pure black private car was parked, and the man in the car just looked indifferently at the woman like a soul, and spit out a smoke ring to make his features more visible. For a few moments, only a pair of harsh black eyes, a cruel black drop, seems to be able to cover up the whole light.

His thin lips were cold and picked up, and he snuffed out the smoke in his hand.

"Drive," he ordered, and the opener opened and passed Xia Ruoxin's side, but Xia Ruoxin still maintained the same movement.

When she returned to Chu's house, the maid just handed her a pile of clothes, and she just glanced at this maid called Luosha, her clear eyes, which made the maid feel a little helpless.

Xia Ruoxin only smiled slightly, picked up the clothes and went out, but it was just washing clothes, but these clothes, not hers, nor Chulu, but Luosha, a servant.

And she knew that Chu Li had brought Rosha, but just to humiliate her.

Don't care about it, just because it is Chu law.

Her hands were soaked with cold water, and her fingers were as cold as her heart was cold. She bent down, and a few stings came from time to time in her lower abdomen, but she still smiled. Cry, just laugh.

She is no longer a complete woman.

Luo Sha kept looking around and turned around, but she saw Chu Lu's calm face, and looked at her with no expression at this moment. I don't know when, he was already standing behind her, looking at all the pride and intention on her face.

"Master ..." Luo Sha's body trembled suddenly, just like the leaves in the autumn wind.

You seem to have forgotten your identity, such as Bingzhu, made Rocha soften his legs suddenly, his voice was cold, and his face was so cold, sometimes even a big man could n’t bear it from him. Pressure, not to mention a maid who has never seen anything before.

Chu Lu passed her, and a cold wind brought up from her body made Luo Sha's face pale, the devil, he was the devil.

Chu Lu stood behind Xia Ruoxin, looking at the red and swollen hands that were changed by the cold water. He was expressionless and didn't stop him. He just looked at her lightly and narrowed his black eyes. Gloomy.

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