Chapter 1140

“You…what did you say?”

Murong Xue was stunned and couldn’t believe it: “Did you kidnap me? Are you…all lying to me?”

“Yes, we are indeed lying to you.”

Watanabe Tianming admitted frankly: “However, if you want to blame it, you are too stupid. You have no ability to distinguish right from wrong. If someone just fools you and you take it seriously, you are extremely stupid!”

“So… did I misunderstand brother Lu Chen? Did I hurt him by not knowing the truth?”

Murong Xue’s delicate body trembled, her eyes were filled with tears, and a deep regret welled up in her heart.

She really didn’t expect that the truth would be like this.

She thought her cousin wouldn’t lie to her, she thought her good friends wouldn’t lie, and she thought Lu Chen was really up to no good.

However, what Watanabe Tianming said just now made her suddenly understand that everything she thought was false.

Murong Gaochao lied to her, and all her good friends lied. Only Lu Chen was really saving her and helping her.

However, not only did she not appreciate it, she even kicked him out of the house.

Because of a few ridiculous remarks, she actually deeply hurt the people who really cared about her.

What is she doing?

could she be so

do you all

eyes and glanced at Chu Jie and Liu Yannan,

didn’t understand why her best friend would lie to

“…”

Liu Yannan and the others lowered their heads

didn’t expect that Watanabe Tianming would openly challenge the

tore

Lu Chen, I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I really didn’t know things would turn

in the crowd, tears streaming down

regretful,

with hatred, but she didn’t expect that

about this. The top priority is to save your

Murong Xue, but it was impossible

things are destined

“Brother Lu Chen…”

her mouth, wanting to explain, but she didn’t know where to

eyes had changed, becoming unfamiliar and no

to put down

little impatient and pushed the blade

Xue’s wound expanded, and blood dripped down,

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