Song Weichao left sadly and walked to the lakeside. He saw Qiao Xiaomai walking over with her child in hand. The mother and daughter were chatting and laughing happily. When he looked again, he saw that Bingbing had left without saying goodbye.
Deep in his heart, he lamented, and vividly saw Su Daji entering the palace, doing whatever she wanted, and driving away all the good ministers and women around King Zhou.
He watched Qiao Xiaomai walking over.
She held the child's hand and looked at him lightly.
Song Weichao gave a bitter smile.
For those who don’t know, this woman is purely virtuous, gentle and calm, and is the most suitable candidate for IKEA. Especially with her petite figure, kind eyes, and plain smile, she is really harmless to humans and animals.
.
If, if he had not witnessed the moment when she raised the knife to kill, he would not have any objection. However, that scene was imprinted in his heart. When he rushed in, what he saw was her stabbing with the knife.
into her own wrist...
How can such a woman who dares to kill others and herself be a good person?
He has been a lawyer for many years, and his thinking is certainly different from that of ordinary people. Subconsciously, he always feels that something terrible will happen in this room again. You know the outcome of something, but you can't change its course.
.How can this be called human kindness?
He stared at her intently.
She didn't even hit him back - because it was Xiaobai who hit him back.
The child held her hand tightly and looked at Uncle Song warily, with doubts written all over his little face: Uncle Song, why are you looking at our sister Mai like that? Also, why do you talk to that Aunt Bingbing every time?
Come together? Don’t think I don’t know what you want to do!
This was the first official fight between Song Weichao and her. He suddenly felt that this woman was ten times more powerful than he thought - the most terrifying enemy was not one who shouted to kill or behead, but one who inadvertently issued a fatal
One blow.
This woman is.
She entered the room, feeling proud of herself. When her eyes finally met his, she didn't even try to hide her naked sarcasm: Why did you, Song Weichao, meddle in other people's business? Yi Xiangxi, he will never listen to you again. No matter you
No matter how you try to sow discord, he won't listen to you.
Qiao Xiaomai really thought so.
Two men and women who were strangers became hostile to each other because of another man.
But seeing the naked and undisguised warning and threat on his face, it seemed as if he was saying: You, Qiao Xiaomai, had better not play any tricks, otherwise, I will never let you go.
If he doesn't let go, who is he?
When he was forced to divorce Jiang and his party, it was because he was afraid that he, a barrister, would get involved. When he stabbed Yi Xiangxi, he was the one who rushed to the rescue...
However, at this moment, what is there for me to be afraid of him? In life, if you don’t have desires, you will be strong. If you don’t have a handle, you don’t need to bend your eyebrows and bend your waist.
She smiled faintly: "Xiaobai, say goodbye to Uncle Song."
"Goodbye, Uncle Song."
"Uncle Song, please come and play at home next time."
"Uncle Song, you are welcome to come to our house to play again next time."
One big and one small, singing and harmonizing, completely treating themselves as mistresses. Master Yi's home has long been controlled by these two women, and a new generation of monsters has appeared.
Even though Song Wei Dynasty was full of resentment, he could not vent his anger on the women and children in prison. The only reason was that Mr. Yi was blind and confused. He sighed and walked away.