Xiang Shangtian looked at Xia Ziyan's mourning hall excitedly, took off his sunglasses and waved his hand.
Five of his men suddenly rushed out and knocked over the paper money and candles in the mourning hall.
Seeing this, Xia Ziyan clenched her fists. He wouldn't give her peace even if she died. How cruel was he?
"Xiang Shangtian, the lady is dead. If you still don't let her go, what do you want to do?" Uncle Xiang came to stop him.
Xiang Shangtian glanced at Uncle Xiang's severed hand angrily, "Do you think we can get away with setting up a fake mourning hall for her? I don't believe she is dead. Get out of the way, I want to see her body."
Xiang Shangtian pushed Uncle Xiang away, pushed him to the ground, and walked into the mourning hall. He looked at the coffin excitedly and angrily.
"Someone, come and open the coffin."
Xia Ziyan looked at the screen, her nails digging into her flesh. Xia Ziyan's eyes burst out with murderous intent. Tears fell silently, as if they were flowing from an underground spring due to the inertia.
Cheng Haohan looked at Xia Ziyan's angry face with interest. Women are angry. It turns out that this is how it is. So far, no woman has dared to be angry with him!
On the TV, several people rushed out to pry open the coffin. Xiang Shangtian's expression was very shocked. There was inexplicable pain in the surprise.
Xia Ziyan looked at the video on TV suspiciously.
"I found a corpse with a similar body shape to yours, put on your clothes, and disfigured the appearance, so that the fake one could be mistaken for the real thing." Cheng Haohan explained lazily.
Xia Ziyan's eyes flickered, but she was still looking at the screen.
Her indifference to Cheng Haohan aroused his dissatisfaction, and his eyes slowly turned dark.
After Xiang Shangtian pushed back two steps in a daze, he suddenly woke up. He turned around and kicked the coffin hard, "Xia Ziyan, I won't allow you to die. Do you hear me? If you die, I will torture you."
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Above, I will make all your father's men go to jail, let your best friend Hu Shasha live under my body, make your damn father suffer in prison, and even make you suffer in hell.
To peace, have you heard?"
Seeing this, Xia Ziyan couldn't calm down and gritted her teeth.
"Xiang Shangtian, I will not let you go."
Suddenly, Cheng Haohan fell on top of her. He held Xia Ziyan's cheek.
Xia Ziyan was startled and looked at Xiang Shangtian with wide eyes.
"Did you hear what I said?" He asked with dark eyes.
Xia Ziyan didn't hear what he said at all.
"I want to take revenge as soon as possible." Her cheeks were restrained by Cheng Haohan, her mouth was pursed, and she could not speak clearly.
Cheng Haohan narrowed his eyes and leaned forward to suck on Xia Ziyan's lips.
Pain was the only thing she felt. Such a fierce and cruel kiss reminded Xia Ziyan of her marriage to Xiang Shangtian. Either Xiang Shangtian didn't even look at her, or he wanted her crazily. Every time
The impact seemed to penetrate her body, and her demands were endless. She once thought it was love, but now she realized that it was hate and venting.
Cheng Haohan's hands lifted up her tight leopard print coat and touched the bulge on her chest. He kneaded it ferociously and without mercy.
Xia Ziyan looked at his closed eyes, breathing heavily on her face.
"If Brother Cheng wants a woman, I believe there will be countless women who will take off their clothes and beg for your favor. Does a woman's body make any difference to you?" Xia Ziyan said coldly. Her beautiful eyes were full of temptation.
of confusion.
Cheng Haohan opened his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth evilly, and did not stop the movements of his hands.
"Yes, can you feel which one is tighter, which one is looser, and which one has more water?"