My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1953: It Really Is Her
But she just wouldn’t nod. He was both puzzled and inevitably becoming irritable.
Has this woman gone mad? What nerve was malfunctioning that she wanted to resist him to the end.
Time was running out; if they dragged it out, the people outside would inevitably get suspicious. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
With a ruthless heart, he exerted more force.
The woman finally opened her mouth in pain, biting his hand through the veil like a vicious vengeful tigress, biting down mercilessly. Instantly, several bloody teeth marks appeared on his palm where blood was drawn.
Ji Lingkong reflexively flung her away.
The woman, flung away by him, suddenly collided with the marble table in front of the sofa, causing all the items on the table to crash to the ground in disarray, and she fell with a groan of pain.
Upon hearing that painful moan, Ji Lingkong was instantly stunned, almost unable to believe his ears.
How could this voice sound so much like that girl he was longing for?
No way, how could Jun Yiyi be here?
How could she become Fengye Wuyin’s fiancée?
His mind was filled with a sense of absurdity and denial. Firstly, it seemed truly unreasonable for Jun Yiyi to have any entanglements with the Fengye Clan, and secondly, there was a sense of worry in his heart. If it really were her, then this would indeed be a disaster. His actions earlier would likely make her resent him for life.
Yet, thinking about her stubborn, fearless actions just now, his certainty began to waver, because they indeed mirrored her personality, willful and tough, a stubborn faction that refuses to bow its head.
Moreover, the hot tears streaming down her cheeks... seemed not just from pain. There was a hint of melancholy in her shaking shoulders.
Fengye Xiangzi also mentioned her surname was Jun. Could it really be her? He couldn’t help but gasp!
Always calm and composed, even with Mount Tai collapsing in front of him, Ji Lingkong, who wouldn’t change color, now felt panicked. He hurriedly turned on the light in the room.
The bright light instantly filled the entire room, so intense that it blurred the scene before his eyes. Yet, Ji Lingkong still saw at a glance the miserable girl who had knocked over by the table.
In her struggle, her veil had already fallen to the ground, so under the bright chandelier, her exquisite face was clearly visible.
The stubborn and aggrieved little face was now covered with tear marks. Her reddened eyes were full of the bloodshot traces left from crying, like a little girl who had been thoroughly wronged, her eyelashes were wet, the corners of her eyes were still stained with tears, and her little head hung low, her white shoulders trembling.
She sat on the carpet, leaning against the table, her exposed shoulder and back bruised from hitting the table corner earlier. At this moment, she shrank her shoulders, while her other hand held her dislocated red and swollen painful hand, her brow full of discomfort and pain.
Such a familiar appearance, there was no need to distinguish, it was clear who the girl before him was.
All the shock and disbelief turned into panic and regret, causing Ji Lingkong’s composed and arrogant handsome face to turn pale inch by inch, feeling both absurd and overwhelmingly regretful.
It was indeed her, and he had actually dislocated her shoulder, torturing her so painfully and agrievedly.
"You idiot, why didn’t you speak out, why didn’t you recognize me? Are you a fool?" He rushed forward anxiously, kneeling in front of her, looking down at her tender arm, now swollen and twisted at the wrist, his heart clenched with piercing pain, unbearably heartbroken.
