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"Bang!"
In the astonished gazes of Sun Jiayu and Li Jiangming, Ye Jingyi's head violently struck the corner of the table.
"Jing Yi!"
Suddenly, a shout arose at the same time.
Ye Jingyi's eyes flickered for a moment; that was Jiang Chen's voice.
A chill of desolation surged in her heart; was it an illusion?
Indeed, right before death, one would always see the person most important to them. So Jiang Chen was the most important person in her heart!
Jiang Chen, in the next life I still want to be your wife!
Calling out in her heart, Ye Jingyi's vision darkened.
"Thump!"
Ye Jingyi collapsed, and blood spilled out.
Blood flowed like a torrent!
"No..."
Jiang Chen's painful and despairing scream echoed throughout the entire villa.
After escaping from the police car, he had rushed back to Taiyuan Villa District and had just kicked open the door of Villa No. 7, only to witness the scene of Ye Jingyi's head hitting the table corner.
