The three words almost jumped out from between Song Yuanyuan's teeth.
Song Yuanyuan had nowhere to vent her hatred. The moment she saw Feng Yiyue, she seemed to have an outlet to vent her hatred.
She really hated it.
Why did she become so miserable, especially when she saw the glamorous and beautiful Feng Yiyue standing in front of her at this moment? How could she look like the one she once trampled on and took her away from her?
Where is Feng Yiyue, whose beloved man is like a lost dog?
Such a sharp contrast stimulated Song Yuanyuan even more.
She hates it so much, why did she become like this? She is obviously the one who should be the most glamorous and reach the pinnacle of life!
She should obviously have a bright and glorious life, why did she become Feng Yiyue?
Why did Feng Yiyue want to take everything away from her?
"Are you jealous because I'm doing well?" Feng Yiyue raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Yuanyuan.
Hearing what Feng Yiyue said, Song Yuanyuan's face was filled with ferociousness. Her already terrifying face now looked more like a ghost coming to seek her life.
"But what should we do? This is fate." As if she didn't see Song Yuanyuan's resentment, she helplessly spread her hands.
"Feng Yiyue! You bitch! It's all because of you that I'm like this! It's all you who made me like this. You stole my life. Everything should belong to me. You
This thief!" Song Yuanyuan pointed at Feng Yiyue and shouted excitedly.
Feng Yiyue simply pulled up a chair and sat down not far away.
"Bitch, slut! Why are you trying to harm me? You are just jealous of me and don't like me. Why are you doing this to me? It was Lu Zhaoxing who came to please me first. I had no intention of doing anything to him. Why don't you take revenge on him?
Want to take revenge on me?"
Feng Yiyue took out her ears and looked at Song Yuanyuan breathing heavily. It looked scary but also funny.
Song Yuanyuan discovered that from the time she was disfigured by being splashed with sulfuric acid, only Feng Yiyue dared to look at her terrifying face like this.
"What are you looking at? Are you happy to see my face? Do you feel proud that you ruined me?"
Song Yuanyuan clenched her fists, trying to look extremely tough, at least not wanting to lose to Feng Yiyue in terms of momentum.
But in Feng Yiyue's opinion, Song Yuanyuan's behavior was nothing more than a show of deception.
"You think too highly of yourself. I am not proud and happy of a person like you." Feng Yiyue looked at Song Yuanyuan funny.
"I have already guessed that people like you will not feel that they are wrong even if they are punished, and will never find fault in themselves."
"I robbed you of your life? When you said this, your conscience really didn't hurt. Without me, who would know who you Song Yuanyuan is? Maybe you are just an ordinary person living a nine-to-five life, but for you
It is not impossible for such a person with high ambitions and low abilities to go astray."
"Without me, how could you afford to wear a dress worth 100,000 yuan a piece and carry a bag worth 200,000 yuan a piece? Who do you think you are? If I take away your life, you think too highly of yourself."
"Even if there is no Xinghui or Lu Zhaoxing, my life will not be troubled by this. I can live a better life. I forgot to tell you that the mysterious screenwriter Jin Xin is me, and the jewelry design expert Mrs. Meilun is also me.
, even if I am not Feng Yiyue, I can be any other successful person, and I really despise you for taking away your life."
Listening to Feng Yiyue's words, Song Yuanyuan couldn't help but tremble.
Mrs. Meilun...the mysterious Mrs. Meilun who is sought after by ladies...is actually Feng Yiyue?!
