Former Cannon Fodder’s Self-help Manual

Jian Yixian glanced at Xia Changhan subconsciously, and said to the other end of the phone: "Wait for me for a while."

She pinched Xia Changhan's chubby earlobes and said, "I'm going out to answer the phone."

Xia Changhan got up and slouched to the other side, "Go."

Jian Yixian opened the car door, and a heat wave swept across her body in an instant. She took two quick steps, and walked under the shade of a tree, and the scorching heat on her body was slightly relieved.

She picked up her mobile phone and asked, "What result."

The voice on the other end of the phone was rough, "Miss Xia took medicine at the charity party that day."

Jian Yixian's face instantly became gloomy, as if dripping water.

"Who did it?"

"My lord."

Jian Yixian's pupils constricted, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. Gradually, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

She held on to the tree trunk, and slowly squatted down on the ground, as if a pair of invisible hands were strangling her throat tightly, she felt unable to breathe, and she almost burst into tears.

The person she cared for in the palm of her hand, the person she cherished like eyeballs, the person she wished to rub into her flesh and blood, had encountered such a thrilling scene. That night, Xia Changhan must have been anxious and suffering, so she He was desperate and fled into her room.

Jian Yixian didn't even dare to imagine how much humiliation and torture her Xia Changhan would suffer if Jian Ming really succeeded.

But she has an inescapable responsibility.

Jian Yixian's strength seemed to be emptied, and his knees hit the ground heavily. She closed her eyes in pain, and hot tears finally overflowed from her eye sockets, one by one hitting the windward grass.

She was the one who harmed Xia Changhan.

Xia Changhan sat on the leather seat bored, biting the straw in his mouth.

Suddenly, she looked serious, quickly threw away the straw, opened the car door, and rushed to Jian Yixian's side.

She raised Jian Yixian worriedly, wiped the tears from her face and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian Yixian shook her head silently.

Xia Changhan didn't ask anymore, and stood with her under the shade of the tree, wiping her tears from time to time, and then kissed her cheek to comfort her.

Jian Yixian gradually restrained his emotions and regained his calm.

Xia Changhan touched her eyelids distressedly: "The eyes are swollen."

Cool fingertips wandered around Jian Yixian's eyes, Jian Yixian held her wrist and said, "Don't worry, I just heard some bad news."

Xia Changhan asked nervously, "What news?"

Jian Yixian walked forward with her arms around her: "Jian Ming broke his leg and became dumb. I couldn't hold back when I heard the news, and shed tears."

Xia Changhan was very surprised: "How did Jian Ming become disabled?"

Jian Yixian's voice was icy cold: "Because he offended someone who shouldn't be offended."

As Jian Yixian staggered, she hugged Xia Changhan tightly, as if drawing courage from her.

Xia Changhan sighed, although Jian Yixian was always indifferent to Jian Jian on weekdays, it seemed that he still had some affection, otherwise he wouldn't have cried so badly that he almost fell down when walking on flat ground.

Although she was very happy to hear about Jian Ming's tragic situation just now, but Jian Yixian was so sad, she couldn't gloat and add insult to injury.

The two helped each other back to the caravan. Xia Changhan hesitated for a while, wanting to comfort Jian Yixian.

Now Jian Yixian feels physically sick when she hears the concise name, she picks up the straw from the table, puts it in her mouth, and changes the subject: "Take a good straw, you'll bite it beyond recognition."

Xia Changhan disgusted: "Is it disgusting, you, spit it out quickly."

Jian Yixian squinted and smiled, "I heard that people who like to bite straws are the strongest."

Xia Changhan spat: "I don't know who is dissatisfied every day."

Jian Yixian hugged her in his arms, let her pillow on his lap and said, "Go to sleep, I will get up later and have filming work."

Xia Changhan found a comfortable position, hugged Jian Yixian's waist, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Jian Yixian picked up the phone, found the person named Xiao Wang, the community security management manager, and sent him a message.

[Before eight o'clock tomorrow morning, Jian Ming's legs were removed and he became dumb]

【receive】

Jian Yixian deleted the message, threw away the phone, looked at the big tree with lush branches and leaves through the car window, and thought casually that this was just the beginning.

In the middle of the night, Jian Ming was drinking at home, a pile of wine bottles were scattered on the ground, the orange liquid was sparkling in the crystal cup, which was extremely charming.

Jian Ming poured wine into his stomach glass after glass, cursing as he poured: "Jian Yixian, are you **** out of your mind? You're still playing with little girls at such an old age."

Jian Ming drank the wine in one gulp, threw away the glass, picked up the bottle and blew on it.

"Hehehe, it's so disgusting, what a **** idiot, idiot, idiot."

The crimson wine dripped down his neck, and the thin shirt quickly soaked and stuck to his body.

Concisely and uncomfortably tore off his shirt, shirtless, cursing, "It's not good to play with anyone, play with my ex-girlfriend, you can be a **** mother-in-law, and you force me to call you mom, call you mom!"

He was already drunk, his head was dizzy, "Fuck, sooner or later, my mother will inherit Jane's, and you will all die, all of you will die for me."

He grinned: "At that time, even if you kneel in front of me and beg me, I'll **** kill you and threaten me with the right of inheritance. How much do you count?"

"There is also Xia Changhan, don't give it to me, give it to Jian Yixian, and pretend to be arrogant with me. Your grandma is a money worshiper. When I inherit Jane's, I will find ten AIDS patients to kill you, and return to his mother!" It’s going to be broadcast live on the wheel, hahaha.”

Jian Jie was crazy, waving his hands and laughing wildly, just as he was fantasizing about the wonderful life after inheriting Jane's, the doorbell suddenly rang.

He walked downstairs unsteadily, and saw a young man wearing a courier hat standing at the door holding a huge box in his hand from the screen.

Jian Ming rubbed her face and asked, "Who are you?"

The young man lifted the box up and said, "A courier."

Jane said impatiently: "I found the wrong person, I never shop online."

The young man looked at the box and said, "That's right, it's this one, and the buyer's name is Little White Flower shivering in the wind."

Jian Ming said "fuck" and pressed the door open button, he had had enough of Bai Youyou's idiot online name.

"Come in."

The young man came in with the box in his arms. The shoes on his feet didn't fit well, and his walking posture was a bit strange.

Concisely speaking, he sprayed alcohol: "Let's put it here."

He put down the box, showing his white-gloved hands.

Jian Ming rubbed her not sober head, and said with a smile, "You guys like to deliver the courier cleanly."

The young man's voice was a bit feminine, as if he was holding his throat and speaking: "No, wearing gloves to prevent fingerprints."

Jian Ming drank too much, and his brain couldn't react: "What kind of fingerprints are left?"

The young man didn't answer, he stepped forward quickly, and slashed the back of Jian Jian's neck with a hand knife, and Jian Jian immediately fell to the ground as soft as a puddle of mud.

The young man stuffed him into the box, easily picked up the box and walked out.

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