The fake daughter quit and got married to the boss

Shen Lan leaned down quietly, and his cold amber eyes stared straight at the person in the car.

In other words, a car without glass.

Tong Yu's face was pale, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of fear.

Because she felt the long, cold, snake-like fingers slowly reaching her neck.

The stinging sensation is so obvious, and the suffocating feeling of being imprisoned is so desperate.

Shen Lan curled his lips, his hands kept moving, and there was an almost tyrannical cruelty in his eyes.

The sharp needle embedded in the skin, and as the syringe was pushed, Tong Yu's eyes gradually became unfocused.

No…No…

When the girl was about to fall on the broken glass, Shen Lan reached out and grabbed her hair.

The skin on the back of the neck was instantly exposed, with glass shards and pinch marks mixed together, and blood beads oozing from the needle holes where the bleeding had not yet stopped.

Shen Lan stared at the trace with cold eyes for a long time and then made a "tsk" sound.

The devil touched the bloody skin and whispered: "My sister, you are still alive."

Private Villa

Tong Yu was still in a coma, mumbling something with her eyes closed.

Shen Lan moved over slowly, wanting to listen, but couldn't hear clearly.

The amber eyes were a little restless, and the fingers reached out to Tongyu's face.

Soft and tender, with great bounce back!

He instantly put away his laziness, as if he had found a toy.

One, two, three times, it’s so cute, I never get tired of it.

Soon Tongyu's face was covered with finger marks. If others saw it, they would probably think that the girl was slapped.

Shen Lan remained silent and silently retracted his claws.

Then I discovered that there was a scratch on such a perfect and soft face. Although it has almost disappeared, it is still particularly glaring.

Shen Lan's eyes turned cold, and he pressed his long fingers there, his hostility growing.

Just when a red dimple appeared on Tongyu's face, there was a knock on the door.

The male voice said, "Master, Mr. Qi's position is moving towards this."

Shen Lan paused, then retracted his hand, "If I can't stop you, I'll blow your head off."

Tong Yu, who had been unconscious, moved her eyelids slightly and slowly opened her eyes.

When Shen Lan saw this, the restlessness in his eyes became more obvious: "Tsk, he woke up when he heard he was coming."

As expected, a creature like my sister deserves to be thrown away.

The memories before the coma emerged, Tong Yu’s face turned pale, and he subconsciously shrank to the corner of the bed.

The corners of Shen Lan's lips were slightly raised under the mask, making her look like a porcelain doll.

He is timid and fragile, and was born in a snake's den.

He picked up the book on the bedside table and read in a low, lazy voice: "I chopped a kitchen knife into his head, his skin became my nightgown, his heart was my beating toy, and I burned and danced in the fireworks."

After saying that, the man looked at her meaningfully, "You like watching it so much, have you ever put it into practice?"

Tong Yu glared at him: "I just want to see what's wrong?"

"Tsk." Shen Lan threw the book away. "There is a devil living in your heart. Admit it."

It turned out that this was a strange creature, just like him, but she had only seen the introductory part.

Tong Yu bit the tip of her tongue and said, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"How could you not know, you coward? This world is dirty and ugly."

Shen Lan leaned over and thrust a dagger in his direction: "Good boy, don't suppress yourself. This is our nature."

The moment Tong Yu grasped the dagger, his eyes turned cold and he stabbed without hesitation.

"You idiot, you're trying to control my mind!"

The dagger stabbed straight into his waist and abdomen, and blood gushed out of the blood hole.

Shen Lan licked his lips and smiled.

The big hand quickly grasped Tong Yu's hand, and a wicked and wild voice fell: "If you want to stab it, stab it hard. Didn't you eat?"

Tong Yu's eyes widened, this lunatic.

"boom!"

There was a sharp sound of kicking the door. Qi Yue was dressed in black and the whole place was terrifyingly gloomy and silent.

Shen Lan's amber eyes flashed with interest, and he raised his eyebrows provocatively at him.

As a result, a fist came towards him and hit the bridge of his nose hard.

Tong Yu's eyelashes trembled, and the bloody scene in front of her eyes was suddenly covered by a big hand.

"Don't look at him, he's a masochist."

Qi Yue stared at Shen Lan with red eyes, and his hands slowly pried open Tong Yu's hand that was tightly holding the dagger.

When Tong Yu was carried out in a daze, she saw a man who looked very 'scary'.

Qi Nan has a sharp and hideous scar on his face. He is tall, has a crew cut and wears a black shirt. He looks really ugly.

Qi Yue put the person in the back seat and fastened the seat belt: "Drive carefully and take her to the hospital."

Qi Nan stretched out his long legs and said loudly: "Yes!"

In the villa

The sound of fists colliding continued, with the faint sound of a man's low growl and gasp.

Qi Yue grasped the dagger and thrust it in again fiercely.

A pair of eyes were cold and piercing: "You promised me that you would not touch her."

Shen Lan swallowed the sweet taste in his mouth, raised his fist and said, "Why can't I move? Don't forget, we gave her life!"

Qi Yue paused for a moment, and just at that moment, he was punched in the face.

But he admitted it, and the two of them started fighting again without saying a word, and the whole room was affected.

Halfway through the fight, Qi Yue's white shirt was torn open, revealing his lean and firm skin, and... those ambiguous and sexually charged scratches and bite marks.

Shen Lan: ! !

"Fuck!" His face twisted for a moment, and he pulled Qi Yue's collar hard, gritting his teeth: "Fuck you, you treat her..."

Although, but even if...

Shen Lan took a deep breath, and the rage in his heart was almost unbearable.

Qi Yue smiled faintly and said, "We are a legal couple."

Shen Lan was completely furious. He didn't care about the bloody holes on his body and just started beating Qi Yue.

But he didn't get any good result.

Just when he was about to die from blood loss, he lay on top of Qi Yue.

The tone was cold and hard, and Shinobu's face turned pale: "...Hospital."

"Oh--"

Qi Yue buttoned his shirt slowly and said, "Call me brother-in-law."

Shen Lan leaned weakly on his shoulders and neck, her lips bitten red, and she exhaled: "It's a dream."

Qi Yue pushed the man away and walked away.

Shen Lan lay on the ground in a mess, holding his waist and abdomen, his bony hands tightly grasping the ground.

"…Mei, Fu."

Qi Yue paused, turned around and dragged the man away.

Qi Nan sent Tong Yu to Qi's private hospital for a full body check-up, and then turned to a ward.

He looked at Qi Dong and Qi Xi, who were lying there like a corpse without any reaction, and frowned: "Dead?"

The doctor took a step back and said, "You know, this is the Shen family's secret medicine. It causes a 24-hour coma. There is no cure."

Qi Nan frowned, "What's that on the lady?"

"That's ordinary fan, the portion is small."

Coincidentally, Qi Yue also sent Shen Lan to his own hospital.

A powerful voice resounded throughout the hospital: "Move aside, move aside. The patient has lost too much blood. He is dying. Move aside!"

Shen Lan was lying on a stretcher, his handsome and enchanting face gloomy.

He was just losing blood, not dying.

After Qi Yue arrived at the hospital, he turned and went to the VIP ward on the top floor.

Tongyu had fallen asleep on her side in the ward with a bandage wrapped around the back of her neck.

The doctor lowered his head and said, "There was glass shards on the patient's neck. We have already taken them out. Seeing that she was a little mentally ill, we gave her an injection of sedative."