"Li Yatou, right? I want to hit her, but I don't want to hit you. Why, do you want to take her place? That's fine. I still need someone young and good-looking in the house!" Wei Xing looked at her with a squinted look.

Su Eli.

He didn't care whether Sang Xinyue was there or not. In his eyes, Sang Xinyue had long been nothing.

"You dare to touch her and try." Su Eli's eyes were cold.

The look in her eyes made Wei Xing feel afraid for a moment.

But in his eyes, he doesn't take a little girl like Su Eli seriously at all. Besides, the more he does it in front of others, the more he likes to beat Sang Xinyue, as if this can prove how powerful he is.

.

"I'm going to beat her today, what can you do?!"

Wei Xing quickened his pace as he spoke, and his raised palm was about to hit Sang Xinyue's face——

At this moment, Su Eli's hand stretched and retracted, and an icy cold light suddenly stuck to the ground, not even an inch away from Wei Xing's toes.

Wei Xing didn't take it seriously at first, but when he lowered his head and saw that what was flying towards her was a knife, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, "You damn girl, what do you want to do?! In broad daylight, you, you want to kill someone

Can’t do it?!”

Su Eli said calmly: "I didn't want to kill people, but you wanted to hit them. In broad daylight, killing someone is a life, and beating someone is against the law! If you dare to take a step forward again, be careful with your toes!"

Su Eli is confident in her throwing knife skills. She can throw it wherever she says. If she really wants Wei Xing's toes, she will definitely be able to do it!

Wei Xing broke out in cold sweat. He didn't expect that this girl from the same village had such a fierce temper and was good at throwing knives.

This knife has no eyesight, he doesn't dare to move forward!

But it would be too shameful for him to leave like this. When had he ever been afraid in front of Sang Xinyue!

Wei Xing was stagnant on the spot, his cowardice revealed in his eyes. He didn't dare to take another step forward, but he just stood there blocking the door, looking like a rogue.

"Eli, what happened?"

At this moment, a voice came from Su Eli's back, and the person who came was none other than Fang Qiuping.

He was holding a piece of meat in his hand and looked at Wei Xing coldly, a little annoyed, "Why are you blocking someone else's door?"

Originally, there was Su Eli who was more difficult to deal with, but now there was Fang Qiuping, who was full of tendons, and Wei Xing was scared.

He didn't dare to play tricks with Fang Qiuping, so he glared hard at Sang Xinyue, "I'm giving you face today!"

After saying this, he walked away in despair.

Seeing him walking away, Sang Xinyue let out her tense breath, and then she realized that her back was already soaked in cold sweat.

"Thank you. If you hadn't come over, he wouldn't have left so quickly." Su Eli smiled and thanked Fang Qiuping generously.

"Don't be so polite to me." Fang Qiuping touched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly, "I was going to deliver the meat I ordered, and I saw you over there. That guy named Wei is not a good person.

, I’m afraid you will suffer a loss.”

After saying that, he seemed to realize that Sang Xinyue was there and that what he said was a bit inappropriate, so he hurriedly apologized.

"Don't apologize." Sang Xinyue said helplessly, "He is indeed not a thing. It is indeed thanks to you today."

Fang Qiuping smiled, but kept looking at Su Eli.

Several people exchanged polite greetings before going home.

After closing the door, Sang Xinyue glanced at Su Eli and said, "This son of the Fang family is quite good."

She didn't say the next words, and Su Eli knew what she wanted to say.

"Sister Sang, he and I are not suitable." Su Eli said bluntly, "It's not that he is bad, it's just that he is not suitable."

Sang Xinyue sighed and recalled something, "You are so happy that you can make your own choices. Unlike me, there was nothing suitable or inappropriate at that time. After losing the bet, you married me."

Sang Xinyue felt a little uncomfortable when talking about this topic.

"Don't be sad." Su Eli comforted her, "You couldn't choose before, but you can choose in the future. If you make peace with him, you can live the same life as Jia'er."

After hearing her words, Sang Xinyue felt somewhat comforted, but also a little scared, "Tell me, we didn't give him a good face this time, what if he comes again?"

"When soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth, whatever happens, there will naturally be a solution to it. Don't worry too much." Su Eli said, "And Na and Li Shu, please sign and pledge them early to avoid long nights and dreams."

Sang Xinyue nodded, this time she really made up her mind.

They went to the village chief to draft a divorce letter. When they first heard that Sang Xinyue was going to make peace with Wei Xing, the village chief and his wife couldn't believe it.

"It's said that it would be better to demolish a temple than break up a marriage. Is this... will this happen?" The village chief's wife also wanted to persuade, "If there is nothing serious, it is better to endure it and get over it, and the young couple can live their lives.

How can anyone not quarrel and quarrel? If we reconcile because of a trivial matter, then won’t everyone in this village have to reconcile?”

Sang Xinyue was already a little submissive, but after being persuaded like this, she became a little hesitant.

"Auntie, this is not as easy as arguing." Su Eli said to Sang Xinyue, "Sister Sang, raise your head and show them."

Sang Xinyue originally kept her head down and covered it with her collar. This time she hesitated for a moment, then made up her mind and raised her head.

"Oh my God!" When the village chief's wife saw the purple mark on her neck, she couldn't help shouting, "You kid, what's wrong with this!"

"Aunt..." Sang Xinyue's eyes were filled with tears.

She told them the cause and effect of the incident, and the village chief and his wife who listened were also filled with indignation, "Wei Xing is such a bastard, we should make peace with him!"

The village chief's wife comforted Sang Xinyue again, "Don't be afraid. When the time comes, I will hand over the He Li Shu to him. He won't be able to do it without pressing his fingerprints!"

The village chief wrote the letter of separation and Sang Xinyue pressed his fingerprints on it. The village chief's wife took the letter of departure and went to Wei Xing's house.

After a long time, the village chief's wife came back, but her face was not very pretty, and she was holding a few scraps of paper in her hand.

"That Wei Xing is such a bastard, I don't even give him any face!" The village chief's wife said angrily before she could stand firm, "When he heard it was He Li Shu, he tore it up without saying a word.

, and threatened to kill anyone who cares about this matter!"

When the village chief heard this, his face darkened, "I still want to take care of it, let him try to beat me to death!"

Hearing this, Sang Xinyue was a little scared, because she knew how much of a bastard Wei Xing really was, "Uncle, aunt, why don't we just forget it..."
Chapter completed!