136 sJuan is dead, darling. Now, you have only me.s (2/2)
Liu Ruolan heard his voice and stopped kissing him and looked at him. Her eyes were flashed cold light. She closed her eyes and after a minute, she opened it again and said with an evil smile ”Juan is dead, darling. Now, you have only me.”
Bo Xiao opened his eyes when he heard her words and he smiled ridiculously on himself and pushed her off from his lap.
Liu Ruolan was expecting this reaction from him so she stabilized herself quickly and prevented herself from falling from the couch.
After a minute, Liu Ruolan was started laughing loudly. Bo Xiao knew that she was laughing at him.
Three years back, Bo Xiao had sent Liu Ruolan, to get Liu Juan back to him and to kill Mo Jiang.
He told her that he wanted to punish Liu Juan for leaving him. However, it was not his intention in the first place. He loved Liu Juan and how could he hurt her?...
Liu Ruolan was happily agreed with Bo Xiao. She thought that now Bo Xiao would punish Liu Juan that meant his feeling for Liu Juan had finished. However, little did she know, Bo Xiao told her to bring Liu Juan back not because of the punishment he wanted to give Liu Juan, but to detent Liu Juan so that she wouldn't be able to run away from him again.
However, Liu Ruolan got to know his plan and she hadn't only tried to kill Mo Jiang, but also killed Liu Juan.
Bo Xiao wanted to Liu Juan for himself. Dream on!
He would have only Liu Ruolan…
Back to the present.
Liu Ruolan was laughing so loud. It was cleared that she was mocking at him. Seeing her laughing, Bo Xiao felt so angry that in this instant, he took a bottle of a beer and broken it on the table which was placed in front side of the couch.
Smash!
He immediately placed the half broken bottle under her neck as if he wanted to kill her ”I will kill you, you b*tch.”
However, she didn't seem to be affected by his threat and she chuckled ”Then, what are you waiting for? Huh? Kill me. Come on, have this bottle like this.” Liu Ruolan held his hand, which was holding the bottle under her neck and she was pressing the edge of the broken bottle inside her flesh.