"I, Jiang Song, can never exist in the same world as someone who wants to harm me at any time. I am so cruel, and I am a villain who does many evil things. If you hate me, just hate me more thoroughly. Please
If you like Lin Wanwan, I will let you and I have a clean break."
Jiang Song spoke word by word with an extremely cold tone.
"When did I say that I like her?" Xing Sijue frowned heroically. He really didn't understand what was going on in this woman's mind.
She didn't answer the call anymore, waiting for Xing Sijue to make a choice.
"She and I have nothing." Xing Sijue finally spoke, his tone was very compromising, "She once saved me, she can't die."
Jiang Song raised his eyebrows, "So? Do you want me to repay this debt? Isn't it possible that Xing Sijue can't guess what Lin Wanwan and Mo Yingzi want to do to me tonight? You don't know if
If I didn't fight back, what you see now is that I would probably be beaten by a dozen strong men again..."
"No!" Xing Sijue gritted his teeth, "That's why I'm here. As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to you."
It seemed that as long as he thought of such an outcome, he would be unable to control himself, so much so that he was holding Jiang Song's hand so hard that his veins popped out.
Jiang Song opened his hand little by little and looked at him firmly with her beautiful eyes.
"What a pity, I don't need your protection. I can protect myself. And let me reiterate to you once again, I will never tolerate someone who threatens my life in this world. I am not a female Bodhisattva, nor am I
It's time to repay your debt. Since Lin Wanwan dares to declare war, I, Jiang Song, will definitely accompany her to the end!"
As soon as these words came out, both of them fell silent.
Jiang Song wanted to leave, but didn't want to stay here, especially with Xing Sijue.
From now on, I never think about it again.
"Get a divorce, don't use such ridiculous reasons as wounds."
Jiang Song felt that his hand was trembling as he clutched it.
As long as she stayed by Xing Sijue's side, she would never have a chance to take action. The wound was just his delaying tactic. Although she didn't know why he did this, it was definitely not a good thing.
Only by getting divorced and waiting until Xing Sijue relaxed his vigilance towards her would she have a chance.
And she is not alone now, she also has a weakness.
That is the child in the belly. If things go on for a long time, there will be a day when things cannot be hidden. When the time comes, it will only end in a lose-lose situation.
Xing Sijue looked at her, his heart filled with anger, and his black pupils became scarlet, "Can you really protect yourself?"
"Do you know who organized the last race? Do you know why Xu Qing dared to attack you on the track? Do you know what Xi Qiansheng is doing now? You don't know any of this, I'm not with you,
You could die at any time. After that night, I thought I made it clear to you, but now it seems that I still overestimated you."
Jiang Song was stunned for a moment, his heart contracting sharply...
These things...she really hadn't thought about.
There were so many things that happened during this period that she had no time to sit down and review what had happened during this period.
Her stubborn eyes looked up at Xing Sijue.
The fuse in Xing Sijue's heart seemed to be lit and out of control.
"If you are smarter, just stay by my side. I used to have the patience to play roundabout ways with you, but now it seems that it is not necessary."
"Jiang Song, while I am still a little interested in your face, while I still pity you and am willing to protect you, please please me quickly, otherwise you will know your fate."
"My face?" Jiang Song was stunned for a moment, his knees suddenly became weak, and he leaned directly against the wall.
"Interest? Pity?"
In fact, Xing Sijue told her from the beginning that he was willing to marry her because of her face.
She was also aware of it, and she kept reminding herself in her heart.
But for some reason, at the moment she heard it, the invisible last layer of defense in her heart was defeated.
She raised her face, her eyes flashing with light, "When did I say I need your mercy? Why should I accept your blessing? Even if I, Jiang Song, die in this life, I don't need a penny from you!"
"
Xing Sijue frowned and looked at her, with mixed feelings in his heart, as if he was being clenched by a fist, "Jiang Song, do you have to make trouble with me? I've said it from the beginning..."
He said in a deep voice, pronouncing the sentence like the god of death, "I, Xing Sijue, have only lost my wife in this life, and have never been divorced."
"That's great! I'll die for you!"
People who are pushed to the extreme always have unexpected abilities.
Jiang Song pushed Xing Sijue away with all his strength, rushed into the living room, and picked up the fruit knife on the table.
Pick it up and stab it into your aorta.
But the next second, Xing Sijue's hand was firmly grasped.
He was so violent and violent that Jiang Song's whole hand was crushed to the point of being rendered unconscious.
"Ding." The fruit knife fell steadily to the ground.
"Don't try to piss me off again."
Xing Sijue held her in one hand and pinched her chin with the other, staring at her with a pair of cold eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he bullied himself, held the back of her head firmly, and kissed her fiercely.
That kiss was punishing, without any tenderness, and the lips and teeth collided with each other.
She felt brutal and domineering, cold but hot.
"Let go! Ah! Uh..." Jiang Song beat him again and again, but it had no effect at all.
He even pushed her forward instead of retreating, forcing her to sit on the sofa.
Finally, the two separated with lingering breaths.
"Mark my words."
Xing Sijue only left these words, and then disappeared from the entrance with a sharp look.
Jiang Song leaned on the sofa, tears falling silently. She kept wiping her mouth with her hands to wipe away all his marks on her body.
There were footsteps at the door. She sat up and saw Xiao Song coming in.
"Mrs. Husband..." Xiao Song greeted awkwardly, and then quickly walked into the kitchen.
Then he hurried out again with all the knives and closed the door.
Jiang Song looked at the ground and saw that the fruit knife just now was gone.
She snorted coldly.
Is Xing Sijue really afraid of her committing suicide? Didn't he say that he would rather lose his wife than get divorced?
If she dies, isn't it the best ending for him?
However, she will not die at all.
When Jiang Song picked up the knife just now, he was actually impulsive.
She was a person who had actually died once, how could she take her own life so easily.
She wanted to live and see everyone who bullied him and insulted her slowly die of torture.
She wants to smile and be the one who survives to the end.
That night, Jiang Song sat there and thought for a long time, carefully reviewing and recalling all the recent events in his mind.
The next day, she got up, packed her luggage, and pushed her luggage out.
She unexpectedly found that the door could not be opened.