Chapter 1289 Rolling Down the Stairs

"It's just that this wedding dress doesn't seem to be suitable for Miss Ji. Miss Ji is now sitting in a wheelchair. This wedding dress is very inconvenient, and the backless style will not be visible because Miss Ji is sitting in a wheelchair. Mr. Jin , didn’t you tell Master Ji about Miss Ji’s situation when you customized your wedding dress?”

The smile on Ji Baoshu's lips completely froze.

Sylvia Lin faced her stiff smile and added word by word, "Tell Master Ji that... both legs are disabled."

After the words fell, there was silence.

The wounds in Ji Baoshu's heart were stabbed hard, and her legs will be in pain forever.

Ji Baoshu glared at Sylvia Lin fiercely, and then looked at Jin Han pitifully, "Ahan, do you dislike my legs?"

Jin Han shook his head, "No."

"But Miss Lin said that to me..."

Jin Han looked at Sylvia Lin and pursed his lips in displeasure, "Ms. Lin, some things should be said and some things should not be said. Don't you understand this?"

He is questioning her.

Ji Baoshu smiled proudly.

Sylvia Lin glanced at Jin Han, then shrugged helplessly, "Sorry, Mr. Jin."

"Forget it this time, not next time."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the manager immediately smoothed things over and said, "Mr. Jin, look... Miss Ji... do you want to try on a wedding dress?"

"No, this wedding dress is custom-made according to my size. It will naturally fit. This is the wedding dress." Ji Baoshu said.

The manager nodded, "Yes."

"I want to go to the bathroom. Miss Lin, please accompany me." Ji Baoshu once again appointed Sylvia Lin.

Sylvia Lin nodded generously, "Okay."

…………

Sylvia Lin pushed Ji Baoshu into the corridor. Ji Baoshu smiled and said, "Xia Xiaofu, Ahan and I are getting married. Are you feeling particularly sad?"

Sylvia Lin, "Miss Ji, let me say it again, I am not Xia Xiaofu."

"Oh, yes, you are not Xia Xiaofu. Ahan also said the same to me a few nights ago. Ahan said that Xia Xiaofu died a year ago, and now you are just Sylvia Lin. Ahan also said that you two have become a thing of the past. Now, he and I have just started, Ahan's present and future are all mine."

Sylvia Lin trembled and Yu Jie said, "Miss Ji, what else did you say?"

Ji Baoshu reached out and stopped the wheelchair. She turned and looked at Sylvia Lin, "Sylvia Lin, after A Han and I get married, I hope you and Jin Shixun will go abroad immediately and never come back again, and never appear in front of A Han and I again."

Sylvia Lin found it funny, "Are you afraid?"

Ji Baoshu sneered, a calculation flashed in his eyes, "What am I afraid of? I'm not afraid of anything. Sylvia Lin, Ahan doesn't love you anymore. He loves me now. No matter what the truth is, he will protect me. Don't believe us." Give it a try.”

Give it a try.

How to try?

At this time, Ji Baoshu suddenly reached out and grabbed Sylvia Lin, "Miss Lin, that's not the case. Please don't say that...ah!"

Ji Baoshu's wheelchair suddenly slid backwards, and behind was the stairs. Ji Baoshu rolled down the stairs together with himself and the wheelchair.

dong dong dong.

There was a huge dull sound, the wheelchair had been smashed, Ji Baoshu fell at the bottom, and blood flowed out of his forehead.

Sylvia Lin looked at her coldly, Ji Baoshu was really cruel to her this time.

At this time Jin Han rushed over, "Sylvia Lin, what are you doing?"

Sylvia Lin turned her head, and she met Jin Han's dark and cold eyes.