Chapter 114
Please Permit Me To Love You Forever

114 Master Sheng is already married
However, Deputy Mayor Xiaâs taste is really heavy. Yingluo is underage. F * ck your sister, sheâs a beast in human clothing, an absolute beast in human clothing!
Compared to him, Rong Yan felt that Liancheng Yazhi was much more normal.
At the very least, he liked adult women, and he wouldnât have any sadomasochism. These two were already very good.
Rong Yan grabbed Liancheng Yazhiâs hand, looked into his eyes, and said seriously, â âmr. liancheng, i suddenly realized that youâre really very good.â
liancheng yazhi gave rong yan a smile that said,âyou have good taste.â
âKang Yu is already married,â he said after a while. Although Xuxuâs marriage was the same as not being married, and she didnât sleep with him for two years after marriage, being his wife was not as comfortable as being a widow.
âAh, I didnât expect him to be married at such a young age, Yingluo. But what does this have to do with me?â
âahem, yingluo doesnât mean anything. i just wanted to tell you.â I donât want you to turn around and look for them when I donât want you anymore.
âOh, Yingluo.â
As the two of them chatted, they fell asleep unknowingly.
The clock on the wall slowly ticked away. It was five in the morning.
â¦â¦â¦â¦.
Rong Yan and Liancheng Yazhi were sleeping in their warm beds and it was very sweet. However, Rong Jia, who was lying on the cold Street, was experiencing the most painful moment of her life.
she didnât know how long she had been unconscious for, but the pain finally woke her up.
When he woke up, he immediately looked at his finger. His index finger was completely gone, and there was only a pool of blood on the ground. There was a piece of flesh and broken bones on his finger that could no longer be put together.
The middle finger is also not that bad, itâs most likely not going to work?
Looking at her hand, Rong Jia cried out in pain and cried, â my hand, my hand, why? who did this to you? â
At five o âclock in the morning, some of the residents of this generation had already gotten up early and were planning to go for morning exercises. Rong Jiaâs wailing attracted a few uncles and aunties. Seeing Rong Jiaâs miserable appearance, they were kind and sent Rong Jia to the nearest small private clinic. It took a lot of effort to knock on the door and then left with a sigh.
When the doctor in the small clinic saw Rong Yanâs hand, he almost fainted from shock. He had seen people with broken fingers before, but this was the first time he had seen such a bloody scene. It was too shocking.
The doctor said to Rong Jia, â Gu Liang, I canât treat your hand injury. I donât dare to. I can only disinfect it, clean it, and bandage it. You still have to go to a big hospital.
Rong Jiaâs face was as pale as a ghostâs. The pain had tortured her to the point that she was weak and powerless. Cold sweat broke out layer by layer on her body, and water could be wrung out of her wool dress.
She didnât even have the strength to answer the doctorâs question.
In the end, the doctor shakily wrapped her hands like a rice dumpling. Seeing that she couldnât stand the pain, he gave her some painkillers.
rong jia trembled as she swallowed the painkiller. she did not leave immediately because she did not have the strength.
half an hour later, the painkiller finally started to take effect. rong jia drank twice the amount of hot water and only then did she regain some strength. she felt that her legs could walk again and quickly left the clinic, holding onto the wall. she wanted to hurry home.
When she was sitting down just now, she had already thought about it and more or less knew who did it.
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