Chapter 770 Liu Rong's Love and Hatred

Yes, that person neither loves nor hates her, but thinks she doesn't exist at all!

Yes, this is the disregard of the red fruit.

In fact, in this world, we are often ignored and often regarded as non-existent. But many times, we can ignore it and ignore it.

We can tolerate other people's neglect and other people's indifference, because the other party is not ours, and we don't need to care, so we can also not care. Since you don't care, why do you care about her opinion?

However, this rule cannot be used for people who love each other or whom you are deeply loved.

Because we have given love, we want to get more responses, even more love. Therefore, in the eyes of a person we love deeply, the feeling of being ignored and ignored is really more crazy than love and hate.

Now Liu Rong has been almost in a crazy situation by this neglect!

Liu Rong can't listen to any of Du Qingluan's words.

I only heard her shouting and rushed to Du Qingluan crazily. When Du Qingluan didn't react at all, she had grabbed Du Qingluan's skirt, and then grabbed Du Qingluan's red wedding dress and began to tear it desperately.

The color of the big red wedding dress is like blood, reflecting Du Qingluan's skin like snow. It was the reflection of snow and blood that stung Liu Rong's eyes.

Now Liu Rong can't see anything in her eyes. What she can see is Du Qingluan's pride and hate, and the abominable, happiness-like thing - the woman who has not been happy, what she hates the most is the happiness of other women.

What's more, this woman is still a person she hates so much.

Liu Rong's behavior shocked everyone in the room.

It can be said that Liu Rong at this time is no longer the woman who has been rampant in the Duanfu for several years, with superb scheming and full of wisdom. At this time, Liu Rong has long lost the scenery and elegance of that day. What she has is terrible and hysterical only a crazy woman!

At this time, Liu Rong is no longer the woman Du Qingluan once knew, but a terrible woman who did not hesitate to destroy everything around her in order to grab love.

The dim light reflected Liu Rong's ferocious face. Her eyes were blood-red and her eyes were sharp. She pulled Du Qingluan's big red wedding dress, tore it hard, bit it with her teeth, stepped on it with her feet, and threw it with her hands - as if the big red dress was not a dress in Liu Rong's eyes, but a barrier. It's an obstacle to her happiness!

Liu Rong's expression is so focused, and Liu Rong's expression is so terrible. The obsession in her eyes is frightening. It seems that as long as she tore up the wedding dress, the happiness she once lost will come back the same!

Liu Rong tore Du Qingluan's clothes one by one, as if to tear off all the hopes and beliefs of the woman she hated.

Du Qingluan stood there indifferently. She let Liu Rong tear the clothes she had just taken off her desperately, and let Liu Rong vent her dissatisfaction crazily. Du Qingluan's eyes were calm, and he seemed to have forgotten even the most basic struggle!

How much Liu Rong hates this dress, how much she hates Du Qingluan.

How much Liu Rong hates Du Qingluan, how much she hates this dress!

Du Qingluan knows that if Liu Rong is not allowed to vent completely, this hysterical woman, this woman with no demeanor, will always try to vent that resentment to the person who should not be vented.

In this case, it's better to let her tear it up and let her find out what she hates.

The cold wind blew in through the crack of the door and blew on Du Qingluan's body. She was only wearing an underwear. Under the cool night wind, she looked a little thin.

The wind also blew the white candle in the room. The candlelight fluttered, and the room was shaking. Coupled with the crazy woman, this small dark room seemed to become a chaotic fighting room.

Liu Rong tore it off, cried and scolded. In her hand, the clothes turned into a pile of cloth and a handful of silk thread. However, she didn't seem to be relieved. She still tore it hard and even focused on it. It seemed that she wanted to vent all the hard work in her heart to get her. All the women who want to get it.

Du Qingluan's wedding dress was quickly torn into rags. She only wore her underwear and stood quietly on one side. It turned out that Du Qingluan, who had no coat, and Du Qingluan, who had been treated so rudely, should be extremely embarrassed and very embarrassing. However, she stood there quietly and looked at her expression, but she could not see a trace of embarrassment and embarrasment. Even against the swaying candlelight, she could also see a faint pity and sarcasm from her eyes!

Yes, when love dies, we can't keep anything. Liu Rong's self-righteous love has gone with the wind. No matter how many means Liu Rong plays, no matter how much her temper she has, it is still irreparable!

And Liu Rong, originally because she had not really loved and been loved, she did not know that the root of love was to give, not to get.

Liu Rong is a strong woman. It can be said that she has been poor all her life, chasing things that do not belong to her, and chasing men who love others. And she knew this, but she not only did not let go, but also eliminated dissidents and used all means to satisfy her selfish desires and selfish thoughts.

In the end, Ding Rou became the victim of her private thoughts. Du Qingluan's ten years of youth also became the victim of Liu Rong's greed. In the end, Liu Rong lost everything, but she didn't realize that her loss was because she had never got it, not been robbed as she thought!

Liu Rong has harmed many people. It has also changed the lives of many people.

Fortunately, God always attached to those kind people, so in the end, Liu Rong got nothing, only a cavity of hatred and endless complaints.

Liu Rong cried and fell to the ground with Du Qingluan's wedding dress pulled by her. Du Qingluan looked at Liu Rong and said lightly, "If I were you, I wouldn't cry... Because, thinking about those who have been hurt by you, you really don't even have the right to cry!"

When Liu Rong heard this, she stood up and shouted at Du Qingluan, "Shout... You are not qualified to say such a thing!"

Du Qingluan's eyes were still too faint to see any expression. She looked at Liu Rong and finally shook her head: "Liu Rong, I'm really sad for you!"

When Liu Rong heard this, she got angry on her forehead. She threw a slap and hit Du Qingluan in the face without thinking about it.

Du Qingluan's white face suddenly turned red and swollen. However, she still stood there coldly, as if she didn't want to move.

Then, Du Qingluan opened his mouth, still cold and said with pity, "Liu Rong... You lost... No matter what, you can't change this fact!"

Yes, only those who lose think of torturing the winner he hates. Similarly, only those who lose will want to trample the whole world on their feet.

Because she has lost, and she has lost completely. And this loser, she can't see everyone's victory, and because she has lost nothing, so she can't see the glory of all the winners.

Liu Rong just couldn't see the contempt on Du Qingluan's face, and even the almost pitiful look on Du Qingluan's face.

Liu Rong suddenly rushed forward. She grabbed Du Qingluan's neck and began to close her hands hard. Then she tried hard to suffocate and surround Du Qingluan at once. Liu Rong's cursed words sounded in her ear: "Du Qingluan, put away your ridiculous pity... You don't deserve it, do you know? You don't deserve it at all, because only I can pity you, and only I can be qualified to pity you... I didn't get Duan Lang, but what did you get? Ah, what did you get? The best years of your life have been ruined by this man. The best things in your life have been trampled under Duan Lang. You were robbed of your man by your best friend. Until now, you still have to raise her son... Girl, Du Qingluan, why do you pity me? What are you for? You don't deserve it, I said, you don't deserve it, you know?"

Liu Rong's eyes are blood red. Her voice was hysterical, and her voice was full of resentment and ridicule, as if she was laughing at the same unfortunate woman as her.

Du Qingluan's neck was suddenly strangled, and she suddenly couldn't breathe. However, she did not struggle, and even did not move during the whole process. Seeing that Liu Rong was so excited, she just looked at the girl in front of her, who had been taken away by years, and became terrible because of the passing of time, and looked at this once so familiar. But now such a strange woman can't say what kind of expression she has in her calm eyes like autumn water.

Then, Du Qingluan opened his mouth. She struggled with the last air in her lungs and said the following words: "Liu Rong, you still don't understand what you have lost!"

Liu Rong's hand paused, and she grabbed Du Qingluan's neck more tightly: "I don't know, I don't know anything. I only know one thing now... I just need to kill you, everything about you is mine!"

Everything about you - Duan Zheng's love, the position of the heroine of Duanfu. Even everything that Du Qingluan has now!