In the ward, Fang Xuehua was lying quietly alone in a white space. The door opened in response. Jiang Meiyuan crossed her chest and slowly walked to Fang Xuehua's side. Until Fang Xuehua opened her eyes, she held her lips and said, "Wake up."
Already?"
Fang Xuehua instinctively touched her belly and weakly opened her mouth: "Where is the child? Where is my child?"
Jiang Meiyuan sighed: "The child is gone and we can't save it. It's a pity that he's still a boy."
Fang Xuehua immediately opened her eyes wide and looked at Jiang Meiyuan in disbelief: "No, Sister Meiyuan, didn't you say..."
"I said I would save your child, right?"
Fang Xuehua nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "Why don't you save him?"
Jiang Meiyuan looked at her steadily: "Why, am I still obliged to save your bastard?"
As she spoke, she slowly raised one corner of her mouth: "Fang Xuehua, do you think I don't know about your wild ambitions? Don't worry, I won't let your child feel comfortable. My husband and I have worked hard to build the family business."
,Except for my son, Jiang Meiyuan, if anyone else cares about me, they will have to pay the price."
"You, what did you say..." Fang Xuehua looked at her in disbelief: "Sister Meiyuan, you..."
"You still call me Sister Meiyuan. You will hate me as a sister. From today on, I will torture your son day and night. In this way, I will warn you, an unscrupulous mother, to follow me.
If you steal your husband, this is what will happen to you, you know."
Jiang Meiyuan looked at her nails carelessly: "What a wonderful little life, but it was born into the wrong child. Oh, you ruined it for yourself, and you also ruined your child."
"Jiang Meiyuan, when did you know about it! When did you know about it!"
Jiang Meiyuan laughed softly twice and raised her eyes to look at her: "From the time you didn't know me, I knew you were thinking about my husband. That obsessed look in your eyes makes me want to vomit. That little money of yours,
Do you think I will take it lightly? I can't live a good life. Why should I open a company with you? Didn't you just follow others and vow to get my husband? Okay, I will play with you until, play
Until I die."
"Jiang Meiyuan! You are so scheming! Since you know everything, you still took me to your house. Are you pretending to be drunk? Are you pretending to be drunk!!"
"Oh, I have to let you get pregnant. My husband won't suffer anyway. Only by letting you get it and lose it can you remember it fresh. Oh, by the way, I have to tell you that you can't have another baby in the future.
Now, your only child is this..."
As she said that, Jiang Meiyuan took out a plastic bag from her bag, which contained a bloody, mouse-sized child...
"Ah!!" Fang Xuehua exclaimed in fright, "What is that!"
"Your son..." Jiang Meiyuan opened her mouth indifferently, "Why don't you give him a kiss? He is so cute."
"You pervert! Pervert!!!"
"Haha, am I a pervert?"
Jiang Meiyuan's still young face flashed with a hint of evil, "If I don't be more ruthless, women like you will get involved like flies, and I can't even drive them away. By the way, reporters will keep looking for you these days."
Yes, there is also Director Zhang’s wife, oh! She is a good friend of mine now, and she is really not an ordinary itch for you."
"Jiang Meiyuan! It's all your fault, isn't it? The photos of me and Director Zhang having dinner are all your fault, isn't it? It was you who asked me to have dinner with him for the sake of the company! Otherwise, I would not talk to him.
of!"
Jiang Meiyuan sighed softly: "That old pervert really cares about you. By the way, do you still remember what you did the night you had dinner? He drank too much of you..."
"It's impossible. I woke up that day and my clothes were fine, and you were still with me. You said you sent me to the hotel!"
Jiang Meiyuan covered her mouth and chuckled: "Oh, I've taken all the photos that need to be taken, can't I put your clothes on for you? By the way, Director Zhang and his wife have never seen those photos, and Director Zhang has also not seen them.
I don’t know that he has left the country and his official career is coming to an end. When will it be more appropriate for me to release the nude photos to the media..."
"Nude photos..."
"Let me enjoy two pictures for you first..." Jiang Meiyuan said, taking out two more pictures from her bag and throwing them on Fang Xuehua's hospital bed. Looking at her collapsed face, she coldly opened her mouth: "You can choose to disappear, I'll give it to you."
You have three days to make your own plans. After three days, if I still know about you, then I will expose the photos to the media, as well as Director Zhang’s family members. Were they torn apart by Director Zhang’s wife’s hands?
Give yourself a happy one, it's up to you, ah."
"Jiang Meiyuan! I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!!!"
Fang Xuehua suddenly got up from the bed and rushed towards Jiang Meiyuan. She had no strength, so Jiang Meiyuan only slapped her in the face and beat her to the ground, unable to get up.
"I feel like my hands are dirty even if I hit you. Calling you mean is just flattering you. I will take care of your son. My dear sister Xue Hua, take care of yourself."
"Stop! Jiang Meiyuan, stop! Give me my son back! Give me my son back!!!"
Fang Xuehua shouted desperately in the ward. The phone rang, and Aunt Xuemei's voice came out: "Sister! Where are you? The reporter is going to blow up my home phone number. What on earth have you done! Sister!!"
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Tears also flowed from my eyes, not because I felt sorry for her, but because I couldn't bear to see her extremely sad scene. She did do something wrong, but Jiang Meiyuan basically killed her without leaving a trace...
The picture flowed again. I watched Fang Xuehua come out of the hospital with disheveled hair. Her door was splashed with red paint, and words like bitch, broken shoes, and third party were written everywhere. The neighbors pointed at her:
"Why didn't I see that she was such a woman before?"
"Don't say that. A woman who destroys other people's families is the worst thing."
Fang Xuehua was like a shaking piece of paper. Her backbone was about to be stabbed to pieces. The keyhole was blocked. She couldn't get in. When she turned around, I saw her eyes were filled with lifeless gray as she stood on the road.
, her long hair became even more messy due to the wind. She raised her hand to hail a taxi and headed to the beach.
"Is it the most painful thing to die by drowning in a river?"
The driver, a carefree young man, sneered after hearing her words: "It's not painful to jump into a river, it's painful to hang yourself. Why, you can't think about it."
"Hang yourself..."
Fang Xuehua recited silently: "But hanging requires a very tall tree..."
"It's no use. If you want to hang yourself, it's the same. You can hang yourself from the rafters, or just use a rope to pull your neck from the door handle. It's much better. You cry, make trouble, and hang yourself. Isn't it easy to die? You say
Right...Hey, aren't you that one, that little wife!"
Fang Xuehua looked at him: "Is what you said true? Hanging is the most painful thing."
The young man suddenly looked at her nervously: "I'm kidding you, you're quite scary like this."
"I ask you! Is it true!!!"
The young man immediately braked and said, "Okay, get out of the car. I can't afford to offend someone like you. Don't send you to the beach. If you really drowned in the river, then I can't tell you. If you want to die, just stay away. Anyway,
A woman like you has no interest in living."
Fang Xuehua stared at him: "I will go to you even if I die."
"Get out! Get out of the car! What the hell are you! You're a bitch who got tired of being played with and was thrown away!!"
Fang Xuehua was thrown onto the street. When she looked up, the World Crystal Hotel was right in front of her.
Then there was what I had seen before. She stood by the window and called Zhuo Yuncheng, struggling in vain for the last time: "It was all designed by her, and the company, it was all her conspiracy. She had already
Know what I told you...what, what did you say..."
This time, I actually heard Zhuo Yuncheng's voice: "I believe in my wife, and I never want to have anything to do with you."
"What about our children! Our children!"
"At first I thought, although your methods are despicable, you are still carrying my child after all, and I will be responsible for the child. Since it was lost accidentally, there is nothing left to say between you and me.
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"I wasn't careless about the child! The accident was all planned by her! Why don't you believe me! She is just a cruel woman!!"
"Stop calling me. I don't want to see you again in this life."
"No...Yuncheng, I have nothing left, I can't lose you anymore..."
"You had a purpose from the beginning. Do you know how much I hate you threatening me with your child? I can understand that you like money, but for a woman like you, it's better not to have sex."
"No, no, I don't want anything, I just don't want to be separated from you. I have never had any extravagant hopes for status...Yuncheng!!"
I finally understood that it turned out to be Fang Xuehua's wishful thinking from the beginning. The feeling of suffocation came over again. I saw Fang Xuehua being sent to the crematorium after hanging. Fang Xuemei was lying on her body crying. My uncle also went. He followed Liu Jingkang.
The person standing at the end looked worried.
Immediately afterwards, the screen began to blur, and a taxi suddenly had a car accident. "The deceased, male, 24 years old, his driver's license showed that the car was four years old, he did not drink alcohol, and he had obvious head trauma. He seemed to have suffered a great deal of mental stress when he died.
Frightened, with a ferocious expression..."
The feeling of suffocation became more and more intense. I watched the forensic doctor squatting next to the taxi driver and following the assistant's instructions. When I turned my eyes, I saw the white figure standing behind the person. It was Aunt Xuehua who was seeking revenge...
She was floating near the villa of Jiang Meiyuan's family. In the middle of the night, her whole figure was suspended outside the window. Jiang Meiyuan began to have trouble sleeping at night and was plagued by nightmares. This was what I wanted to see. Until one day, I saw a person dressed in black cloth.
The person who was wrapped up tightly walked into the villa of Jiang Meiyuan's family. The person was wrapped up so tightly that I really couldn't tell the difference between men and women. He just stood at the door and sprinkled a handful of something in his hand. Fang Xuehua had already
Running away, this is the master...
Is he Cheng Baize's master? But he's not as tall as his master!
The room seemed dimly lit with candles, the curtains were not tightened, and there seemed to be a gap intentionally left. I followed the gap and saw the hand of the man wrapped in black cloth. He seemed to be dipping a needle into something behind Jiang Meiyuan.
Stabbing, a low-pitched spell similar to dispelling evil came from the mouth of the black cloth man. I couldn't understand it. It should be from Southeast Asia——
I tried to see clearly, but when Jiang Meiyuan sat up with her back turned, her back was covered with blood stains. The densely packed fonts like earthworms shocked me, they were spells!
The man wiped the blood from her back with a towel, and the words "earthworm" disappeared immediately——
Pigeon blood, she actually used the amulet with pigeon blood patterns. No wonder Aunt Xue Hua can never get close to her again...
The scenes in front of me began to flash back and forth rapidly. I couldn't take a breath. I opened my mouth and said "uh...", and a clear female voice began to come from my ears: "Miss, please relax."
Mr. Kaizhuo’s hand, otherwise we won’t be able to check you, miss...ah, miss!!”
I sat up, eyes wide open, and looked at Zhuo Jing standing next to me: "Your mother..."
Zhuo Jing looked at the doctor next to him nervously: "What's wrong with her!!"
"I'm fine."
I shook my head numbly, my whole body felt so cold, I stretched out my hand and hugged Zhuo Jing: "Go home, I want to go home." (To be continued)