NFBE Chapter 1707 Why is she here?
Chapter 1707 Why is she here?
Han Yanran's entire scalp was pulled, and she could only be forced to look up.
She was already staring at Jin Xing's black eyes, and she didn't know whether she was stimulated by the scalp or numb because of the real pain. At this time, her sight began to slowly recover.
It also allowed Han Yanran to see clearly the expression of the man in front of him.
The man Tang Shaoting was looking at her with hatred.
Han Yanran's face was pale and frightening, but she didn't forget what he said just now, "I...killed someone?"
"Why are you pretending to be innocent?"
With more force, Han Yanran felt that her entire neck was about to be bent back.
Tang Shaoting sneered: "That's right, how could Miss Han remember these things? You have to deal with men every day. Could it be that you can't live without a man? Miss Han is really amazing for being so lonely and wandering."
"What do you mean?" Han Yanran glared at him and squeezed out a few words between her teeth.
Then, listening to Tang Shaoting's sarcasm, he continued: "Han Yanran, it doesn't matter if you don't remember, I will get this debt back."
Han Yanran's mind became a little clearer, with a pale face, she raised her hand and grabbed his neck fiercely.
Her strength was great, and she used all her strength without holding any hands.
"Ah!"
He whispered softly, his eyes became more fierce, "Han Yanran, do you know what the consequences will be if you do this?"
As he spoke, Tang Shaoting let go of the hand that was pulling her hair, and clasped her wrist with both hands, tearing her hand off her neck bit by bit.
"Han Yanran..."
There was no blood on her face, and she didn't hear what he said at the end.
After hearing his own name, his eyes went dark again, and he passed out directly after all.
……
Tang Shaoting looked at the softened woman and that face without any blood, and his heart trembled fiercely.
He let go of the person, and his eyes fell on the tombstone. The ferocity and hatred on his face at the last moment seemed to disappear in an instant.
"Mom, you should still have an impression of this person."
This place is very windy, and it brings a burst of coolness to people.
Tang Shaoting lowered his head uncontrollably, looked at Han Yanran who was half leaning on the steps, and couldn't help becoming irritable in his heart.
After a long while, he covered her with the coat that had been thrown aside, and stared at her face for a long time without moving.
"Today is your mother's death day, I'll bring her here."
"She didn't give you the things back then, you wouldn't die, she made you a scapegoat, she killed you."
"But……"
There was no one around the cemetery, only the cold wind kept whistling in the open space.
Tang Shaoting looked away from the tombstone and fixedly looked at the woman beside him.
She no longer had the magnificence of the past, the face that once amazed him, the face that he remembered deeply and hated so deeply, is gone now.
Han Yanran was leaning halfway on the steps, set off by his black coat, her face looked smaller and paler.
Looking at her, and seeing his mother's smile on the tombstone, the restlessness in his heart could not fade away for a long time.
"Young Court?"
The woman's gentle voice came from afar, with a bit of uncertainty.
Liu Nannan held a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, looked at the man standing in front of the tombstone, moved her eyes away from him, and fell on the woman on the ground.
She paused, and her whole body froze instantly.
why?
Why... is she here?