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And seeing this scene, he finally understood everything.

"Shen Zhixia!"

Ji Liangchuan was infuriated. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Shen Zhixia's neck. He had gone mad and somehow managed to get into this ward to see if she was dead or not. He had gone crazy to see this scene.

This woman was the bane of the Ji Clan. Everyone in the Ji Clan would not rest until they were killed.

"Cough …" "Cough …"

Ji Liangchuan had made up her mind. Shen Zhixia was gradually suffocated by the strangulation, but she didn't say a word to justify herself. The three years she spent in prison had long taught her to swallow whatever it was.

Furthermore, the Ji Clan's hatred for her was simply too strong.

"Brother!" In the end, Ji Ru Shuang rushed over to stop him, "Forget it! "Sister Qing Ran is about to wake up, when the time comes, the first person she wants to meet will definitely be you, let's not quarrel with this kind of person, it's all my fault, not to mention, to thank her for saving sister Qing Ran, I sent her a bowl of ginseng and chicken soup to nourish her body, in the end, she was treated like a donkey by everyone, not only did she not drink, but she even threw a bowl at me."

Shen Zhi Xia was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He could only silently listen to Ji Ru Shuang reversing right and wrong.

"Shen Zhixia, is three years of imprisonment not enough? Do you really want me to destroy the Shen family?" Ji Liangchuan released her. Word by word, he forced it out of his throat.

"Ji Lianchuan, no!" Hearing this, Shen Zhi Xia's eyes widened as his voice trembled, "You once said that as long as I break off all ties with the Shen family, if we don't get along in the future, my mistake will definitely not affect the Shen family."

It was because of this that even though she had been sent to prison, she did not even dare to tell her parents.

"No?" Ji Liangchuan sneered, "Shen Zhixia, your hands are covered in my mother's blood. Do you think you have the qualifications to tell me that you can't do it?"

Shen Zhi Xia's heart was aching. A wave of overwhelming despair surged towards her. She took a deep breath and lowered her body.

"Mister Ji, I beg you to let me go and let the Shen family off. A person with a high status like you shouldn't bother about a lowly person like me."

Shen Zhi Xia looked at Ji Ru Shuang and said, "Miss Ji, I was wrong just now. I apologize. You can do whatever you want to apologize."

As he said this, Shen Zhi Xia endured the pain and tears as she got off the bed, looking like she was about to kneel down.

What was dignity? The hell-like three years had long since worn it down to nothing.

She only wished to protect the peace of Shen family now.

Ji Lianchuan's pupils constricted. If previously, he only felt that Shen Zhixia had been reborn from the prison, then now that she had humbly said and done all these things to him, it was as if she was a completely different person. It was impossible to tell which one was which.

Is this Shen Zhixia?

Was it the young miss of the Shen family who, no matter what she did, had wantonly flapped her wings and shone brightly, attracting countless noble young masters, who chased after her every day and called her big brother Liangchuan? Shen Zhixia?

He suddenly felt a surge of fire in his heart. Just as Shen Zhixia was about to kneel down, Ji Liangchuan suddenly kicked the bench in front of him, "Shen Zhixia, you really are shameless to the extreme!"

Finished speaking, he grabbed Ji Ru Shuang and left, as if looking at her would dirty his eyes.

The moment the door was closed, Shen Zhi Xia couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She bit her lips and wiped them away.

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't hurt.

she told herself.