Chen Yiru staggered and knocked down a doll and fell to the ground, covering his arms and howling hysterically.

"Don't be afraid, I will fix you later."

Hua Qingyan moved her index finger slightly, and a chair suddenly stopped behind her. Shi Shiran sat down and said, "I thought that if I killed that An Ling, our time together would be longer, but I didn't expect it to end so soon."

Chen Yiru's face was covered with sweat.

Hearing these words, he looked up at Hua Qingyan, his trembling words mixed with disbelief:

"Did you do what happened to Sister An by yourself?!"

"I hate it when you call other women such affectionate names."

Hua Qingyan, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly lost her expression and looked down at Chen Yiru: "I hate you even more for mentioning her in front of me from time to time. Killing her so late is just for your sake."

"you……"

As soon as Chen Yiru finished speaking, he seemed to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. His expression immediately froze and he turned his head to look at the puppet under him.

But the doll cracked like a stone, revealing a human face inside.

The pale skin and the tightly closed eyelids shed blood and tears.
Chapter completed!