He ignored his son's roar, and only immersed himself in his "three-person theory", as if he wanted to think about some endless mysteries, and there was surprise in his eyes.

"You know that there can't be any Chitose people, wouldn't they sacrifice in vain if you arrested Li Huan? Why didn't you let them go? ”

“……”

Ye Jia was furious: "You are doing evil!" ~Violating the lives of others with things that are simply impossible. It's too late to stop now, are these people really worse than ants in your eyes? ”

He looked at Ye Jia, like looking at an extremely naïve idiot, and sighed: "Ye Jia, you let her go first." ”

"No, I'd rather die than let you have her 'blood transfused' that damn flower again."

"She's not enough to last until the end of a flowering period, we've pumped 10,000CC of blood from her to be on the safe side, and even if she dies, we don't care......"

10000CC！

The blood on a man's body has long gone.

Even if it is extracted in batches, the oil runs out and the lamp dries up.

The blood all over her body seemed to be concentrated on the top of her head, Ye Jia felt that her hands, feet and even the bones of her whole body were trembling, and her bloodshot eyes were about to squeeze out the red eyeballs - no wonder Xiaofeng's whole body was so shriveled, almost like a dried corpse, her body was already so bad that such a large dose of blood had been drained - she was actually dead, killed by her own father!

As if a drop of hot stuff was dripping on his eyelids, Feng Feng was so burned by such heat that he opened his eyes, and looked at Ye Jia's blood-red eyes blankly, Ye Jia was crying! Ye Jia cried red tears!

For the first time, she noticed that Ye Jia's forehead had such deep wrinkles, as if it was engraved with many vicissitudes that she had ignored. The hard work of the career, the pressure of the family, the emotional torment, and the cruelty of the parents......

It seems that at this moment, Ye Jia is old.

The most handsome and dashing man in the world is old.

The aging of a beautiful man is even more thrilling than the aging of a red face.

She timidly reached out and touched his eyes, trying to smooth out the deep and shallow wrinkles, but her hands were limp and unable to lift their strength, only pressing on his eyelids, almost covering his left eyelid.

But Ye Jia was silent, and her internal organs were shattered and painful: she was the one who killed her! It was entirely himself who killed her. If he hadn't introduced her into his life, his father would never have known her in his life.

"Xiaofeng, my mother wants you to die, and my father wants you to die too!"

Ye Jia was faint, as if he was stating a fact.

"But I don't want you dead. If you die, I will never spare your murderer. Whoever it is! ”

Her mouth was open and she couldn't answer. Vaguely, I heard the "three" theory, three, representing a triangle? Three-legged? Do you have to divide the world into three parts to balance? Ye Jia, he will also be controlled and studied by the demon Ye Pei?

After a while, she reluctantly said softly: "I don't blame them for wanting me to die, only blame them for not loving you." Actually, they really don't love you, they don't love you at all. Ye Jia, what will you do in the future? In this world, no one will love you anymore. ”

"So you have to live, live to love me."

She smiled, as if he had made a reasonable request, but he couldn't.