Everything happened too fast, and his lightning speed caught Luo Xingchen off guard.

It took her a moment to react.

Her eyes widened, her eyes filled with anger and sadness, and then she turned like crazy and ran in the direction where the necklace had disappeared.

In the wild, the range of lights is not large.

She groped frantically in the dark, rainy night, according to her own judgment.

Jin Zeming put aside the necklace in the direction of the cemetery, Luo Xingchen was in a panic, and his legs were bumping into the hard and cold tombstone.

She felt that there was no more desperate time than now, and she wanted to scream and cry bitterly.

But the sore throat that was blocked by something, and the face could not tell whether it was tears or rain.

In order to find her man and love, she endured it for so long.

The heavy pressure was always on her head, and she never despaired.

It's just that at this moment, in the rainy night, the blood all over her body seems to be drained.

There is no trace of momentum and motivation in her mind and body.

The hatred of men and the blankness of the future filled her fragile body like air.

She stumbled and fumbled around on the rain-soaked lawn.

She's Luo Xingchen!

She is Luo Xingchen!

That necklace is her family's recognition of her.

She bit her lip, her nails breaking when they touched a hard stone tablet.

She didn't say anything, even though it was heartbreaking, she still looked for it with a numb expression.

In fact, she is not looking for a necklace, she is looking for a lost life.

"Your Excellency the President, Miss White"

Qing Cang cautiously walked to Jin Zeming, who had a cold face.

He didn't say anything, and no one around him dared to move.

Jin Zeming looked ahead, and everywhere the lights were dazzling, it was all dark.

He was helpless and heartbroken, the wisps of doting light in his golden eyes flashed slightly, and he took a big stride towards Luo Xingchen.

He was familiar with this family cemetery, and years of rigorous training had given him an extraordinary ability to discern direction in the dark.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

He discerned the woman's faint gasps in the rain, ran over, picked her up, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"I'm sorry!" He said in a hoarse voice.

Because of his identity and status, apologizing is not what he is good at.

But in the face of her, he can't be strong, he can't be domineering, he can't ignore it and walk away.

Even if she is a spy, even if she has other plans, even if she has other loves!

"Let Me Go"

The woman in her arms did not struggle and did not shout.

Jin Zeming didn't let go, but instead hugged her tighter.

The icy rain drenched their clothes and ran rampant on their faces.

Suddenly, his arm hurt.

It turned out that Luo Xingchen bit him in a hurry, and this pain was nothing, not to mention that it was still through his clothes.

But fearing that his insistence would hurt her, he immediately let go.

Losing his restraints, Luo Xingchen moved his feet and stepped back.

"Don't follow me!"

She seemed to shout with all her might, but she was weak but had to pretend to be strong and her hoarse voice made Jin Zeming feel more and more distressed.

Qing Cang had already ordered someone to turn on the lights this way.

Jin Zeming's eyes lit up, and in his sight, Luo Xingchen's eyes were full of anger.

Those cold eyes with grievances pierced into his heart like a sword in the rainy night.

He turned pale and hung his arms.