The great revenge was avenged, but Bi Qiong still wanted to die. He died of drunkenness and was begging for drunkenness to get to the building, and was taken away by someone passing by.
Yan Fanhua: (folding fan lifts the chin of the person on the couch) Beauty, come home with me?
Biqiong: (gritting his teeth and making a loud noise) You want me to flatten and round you and humiliate you? (Spits in his cheek) I am poor and would rather live with a dog.
Yan Fanhua: (with a thousand tenderness lingering in her eyes, she said in a warm voice) Bi Qiong, just one person I met, you not only kept me as my person. My soul and more than ten years of hard work belong to you.
Bi Qiong: (Contemptuous) You bastard, get out of the devastated city.
Yan Fanhua: (Pulls the messy hair on the temples of the person in front of her, sniffs and chuckles) Wan Xiaoer is a poisonous curse, don't mess with it. This is a well-known rule among people in the world fifty years after Ji Li, but the owner of Liushui Manor has hidden his beauty for more than ten years and has no regrets even in death. (Raises his eyes, his eyes are curved, as bright as the stars and the moon) I have you, Tao Jingbi, and I would like to hide my beauty for a hundred years, and never regret it forever.
Author PS: Believe me, there is a high chance that this article will not become an abuse article. It's so unscientific.