The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 741

How did he say such crazy words in a calm tone?

Jiang Xin's heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, she was about to lose her breath, she said tremblingly, "Huo, Huo Yuan, if you really do this, we...we will really It's no longer possible."

Huo Yuan's eyes finally fluctuated, "What did you say?"

Jiang Xin stared at the dagger, and her breathing became more and more rapid. For a moment, she really wanted to stab it like this.

But she knew that the consequence of her doing so would be a hundred times worse than it is now.

Jiang Xin closed her eyes, she took a deep breath, opened her eyes again, there was a trace of determination in her eyes, "I said, I choose, you let me go."

Huo Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly loosened his fingers.

Jiang Xin's hand trembled visibly with the naked eye. She took a breath, and every breath seemed to have exhausted her entire life's strength.

Huo Yuan stared at her fiercely, the two were so close, yet he wasn't afraid that Jiang Xin would stab the knife into his chest.

He just stood there like a tall and straight green pine, a majestic mountain.

Jiang Xin gripped the dagger tightly, turned around, and looked at Wei Huo.

Wei Huo was taken aback for a moment, and he looked at Jiang Xin with disbelief in his eyes.

But when he saw Jiang Xin's eyes blurred with tears, he let out another sigh of relief. Wei Huo closed his eyes and accepted his own death.

People should be afraid and fearful in the face of death.

But Wei Huo's heart was surprisingly calm, so calm that he couldn't even figure it out.

She was even thinking that if she died in Jiang Xin's hands, how would she feel when she remembered him in the future? Is it guilt or nostalgia?

Just as Wei Huo was thinking about it, Jiang Xin stopped about two meters away from Wei Huo.

She turned her head and looked at Huo Yuan, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

"Huo Yuan, your wrong hands can ruin a lifetime, but have you ever felt ashamed of me?"

Huo Yuan's eyelids twitched, a strong sense of ominousness rushed over his face, his feet were faster than his thoughts, almost instinctively, he rushed towards Jiang Xin.

With a short distance of five or six meters, Huo Yuan was still one step too late.

Jiang Xin grabbed the knife and stabbed fiercely at her chest.

Almost at the same time as Huo Yuan grabbed it, the tip of the knife sank into the atrium, and an unspeakable pain spread from his chest.

And the depression accumulated in my heart for a long time seemed to find an outlet, and it flowed out from the wound.

She fell slowly in front of Huo Yuan, Huo Yuan hugged her in his arms, he stared at her, but couldn't say a word.

No one on the scene reacted to this change.

Wei Huo opened his eyes and saw this scene. He was furious and struggled to get up, but his hands were tied and he struggled a few times. Not only did he not get up, he was even kicked by the bodyguard.

Jiang Xin lay in Huo Yuan's arms, she felt that life was passing by little by little, besides the pain, she also had a sense of relief.

"Jiang Xin, how dare you?!"

Huo Yuan squeezed out these words almost tremblingly, but to others, it sounded so desperate and sad.

Jiang Xin slowly raised her hand and grabbed his collar, the blood dyed his black suit a deeper ink color.

Jiang Xin spoke with difficulty, "Huo Yuan, do you know? Those wedding dresses are all very beautiful, but..."

"But I, as long as I think about marrying you, I... feel that they are all extremely ugly."