Song Zhizhi died in spring, in March of Yan Shangguo.

Her memory was blurred, and she felt hot and thirsty all night. This feeling was not solved by air conditioning and cold water. She was so hungry that it was like ants scratching her heart.

She only knew that the next morning she saw the most broken scene in her life, and she saw a woman and a man lying on a big white bed.

That woman is herself.

And that man...is not her lover.

The sky seemed to have collapsed, and before there was enough time to scream, the door was suddenly knocked open, and the reporter rushed in, accompanied by the sound of the flash light "clicking" and shining on her who was extremely pale on the bed!

In the room, there are crowds of people...

"Miss Song, your father's body is not cold, but you do such an indecent and unconventional thing. Do you have no shame?"

"Miss Song, Chief Officer Yi is deeply in love with you. Don't you feel disgusting when you steal a man with him on your back?"

"Miss Song, you regretted the eldest son of the wedding in public. Now you climbed onto his bed. You are really a joke from Jincheng..."

The unbearable voices stimulated Song Zhizhi's nerves one by one. She gritted her teeth and wrapped her quilt tightly, looking at everything in front of her dull.

Suddenly shocked.

A thin figure stood in the crowd. Song Zhizhi saw Yi Wenhan and watched him turn around and leave quickly.

No, that's not the case.

Song Zhizhi rushed out of the bed with the quilt desperately, pushed away the crowded reporters like crazy, chased the figure, and stumbled out.

"Wen Han, believe me, it's not like that..." Song Zhizhi's eyes were blurred, and she tried hard to chase the person in front of her.

All the way to the empty top floor of the hotel.

In March, the willow catkins are flying and the sun is shining.

But she was covered in coldness and heart-wrenching.

Song Zhizhi looked at Yi Wenhan standing on the rooftop, and she dragged her body and walked over step by step.

"Wen Han..." Her voice was hoarse.

She didn't ask for his forgiveness, but she wanted to apologize...

"Is my heart very painful? Is it so painful that I can't breathe, right?" Yi Wenhan turned around.

Song Zhizhi looked at him.

Looking at his sarcastic eyes.

It's a sarcasm.

There is no pain, only ridicule.

"Actually, this is my arrangement." Yi Wenhan said word by word, "I personally gave you medicine last night and sent you to Ji Baijian's bed."

Song Zhizhi looked straight at him...

"I don't believe it, right? I hope everything is a dream, right?" Yi Wenhan's face showed a vicious smile, "Song Zhizhi, we have enough fun!"

"Wen Han..." Song Zhizhi murmured, she thought she could no longer call his name.

"I have been playing with you for so many years. What do you think I want? Do you love you? Of course not. All I want is your identity as the daughter of Song Shan, the number one chief financial officer, and use you to climb to the position I want step by step." Yi Wenhan said fiercely, "You might as well tell you that your brother and your father are all dead at my hands!"

"Easy to warm and cold!"

"Don't be excited, there are more exciting things." Yi Wenhan's winner's smile was so arrogant, "Do you think the stepmother who loves your stepmother is sincere? Don't be naive! Your stepmother married your father just to give me a more easy path to success. She poisoned him with chronic poisons all year round in your father's diet. By the way, your stepmother is my biological mother."

"As for your brother, I kicked the accelerator and my brain burst out..."

"Yi Wenhan is enough!" Song Zhizhi screamed, "Aren't you afraid of lightning strikes?!"

"I only believe that people will defeat the world." Yi Wenhan said, with a fierce look at Song Zhizhi in front of him, "And it's time for you to end!"

"What are you going to do?!" Song Zhizhi's heart tightened, and behind him was a deep abyss.

"Of course I killed you." Yi Wenhan said, in such a ruthless and cold-blooded tone, "What's the point of keeping it all without any use?!"

"Yi Wenhan, killing someone will pay for his life!" Song Zhizhi roared.

"Ha." Yi Wenhan sneered, "Song Zhizhi's adultery was caught in bed, and he committed suicide in front of his lover because of shame! Look, what a legitimate reason!"

Song Zhizhi couldn't believe that the cold-blooded devil in front of him was the man she once loved to the core, the affectionate man who once said she would not marry. She just watched him push her off the guardrail of the hotel building... without any mercy!

Unfortunately, she failed to pull Yi Wenhan to die together.

She hates it.

Hate to the core.

Song Zhizhi, the daughter of Song Shan, the number one chief diplomat in the financial industry in Yan Shangguo, was devoted to all kinds of favors but caused the whole family to die until they were dying with their eyes closed. She was unwilling to give up!
Chapter completed!