Today, Xing Sijue called her here to make her never appear in front of Jiang Song again, and asked her to exchange it with a leg or a hand.
Yes, that's right!
Xing Sijue wanted to destroy her just because of this evil woman Jiang Song!
So she started to pretend to be pitiful, pretending that she couldn't hold the coffee and poured it on herself, and took the initiative to stick to Xing Sijue.
However, Xing Sijue was not only indifferent, but also warned her that if she came any closer, it would be two legs and one pair of hands!
At this moment, Jiang Song broke in.
Lin Wanwan left like this without any loss. How could Jiang Song let her go so easily? He just wanted to chase her out.
Xing Sijue used a strong force to restrain her in his arms, preventing her from moving.
"Let me go! Xing Sijue, don't force me to drag you to death together."
"Then let's die together." Xing Sijue was not afraid at all, "In this life, you will be my woman in life and my dead wife in death. I said that I, Xing Sijue, have never been divorced in my life, only widowed."
Jiang Song, "Then just think of me as dead!"
These words made Xing Sijue laugh angrily.
She was obviously saying harsh words, but in Xing Sijue's eyes, she was just a wild cat who looked very difficult to deal with.
"I'm hiding this from you because I don't want you to have too much psychological burden. I also helped you punish her. From now on, she will have nothing but her life, and I will give you the best thing in the world as compensation."
Jiang Song sneered, "Master Jiu did a pretty good job of hitting a stick and giving a sweet date, but I'm sorry, I'm a very narrow-minded person, and I have to do everything with my own hands."
Xing Sijue's voice was gloomy, "As long as I'm here, you can't kill her."
"Then I'll kill you first!"
At some point, Jiang Song had a knife in his hand and stabbed Xing Sijue in the abdomen.
However, it was easily grasped by Xing Sijue.
His fingers were strong and strong, wrapping around Jiang Song's hand.
Jiang Song gritted his teeth, his face full of rage and fury.
It is a kind of dissatisfaction caused by the powerlessness of the status quo and the unbalanced hatred of the people in front of you.
But the next second...
Xing Sijue actually took her hand and stabbed the knife straight into his abdomen.
Instantly, blood gushes out.
Even Jiang Song was confused.
She didn't expect that Xing Sijue would actually do this.
"you……"
"Are you satisfied with this?" Xing Sijue didn't even hum, and even pressed against Jiang Song lingeringly.
Jiang Song's face turned ugly and he pushed him away, "I'm very satisfied! If Master Jiu could bleed to death today and make me a widow, I would be even more satisfied. If unfortunately he doesn't die, then please dip some blood into the divorce
The agreement is signed."
Xing Sijue: "..."
After Jiang Song finished speaking, he walked out without mercy.
…
After Jiang Song left the Xing family, he sent a long text message to his grandfather.
The content is probably that her relationship with Xing Sijue broke down and she really couldn't maintain the marriage, so she chose to divorce. It also included blessings and advice to the elderly.
Soon, grandpa also called.
"Xiao Song, are you okay?"
A simple greeting almost made Jiang Song burst into tears uncontrollably.
She is a very strong person and rarely breaks down emotionally.
Because emotional instability and negative psychology will only bring her worse result orientation.
So she forced herself to control her emotions, but in the past few people cared about her mood.
But grandpa is different.
Although, such a big thing happened.
What he cared about was Jiang Song's mood.
Jiang Song cleared his throat and said, "Grandpa, I'm fine, don't worry. Xing Sijue and I..."
"You don't have to tell me this. Grandpa doesn't care. As long as you are good, I'll be relieved." Grandpa sighed, "It was my fault before. I was too eager to get that brat to have a family. I thought he and you would be a perfect couple.
, but I didn’t expect that this decision would hurt you so deeply.”
Jiang Song shook his head, "Grandpa, it's not your fault."
"Xiao Song, what are your plans for the future? Do you need grandpa's help? Grandpa just transferred one billion to your card, which is a little bit of his love for you..."
Jiang Song was surprised, "No...it doesn't need so much."
"Xiao Song, grandpa likes you, you keep the money."
After some evasion, Jiang Song had no choice but to accept the money.
However, thinking of Xing Sijue's monstrous nature, she had no intention of touching the money.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Song found a hotel and moved out all his belongings from Xing Sijue's villa.
After settling in, she opened the bounty hunter's account again.
On the computer, the mouse was parked on the email account at the bottom of the interface. Jiang Song hesitated.
She wants revenge, wants Lin Wanwan to be punished as she deserves, and wants to escape from Xing Sijue.
But she knew very clearly that she simply couldn't do this now.
Only with help from others.
Therefore, after much thought, she found that the only person who could help her was——
Warm as smoke.
With this thought in mind, my fingers moved subconsciously, and at some point, I clicked out.
She only pronounced two words.
Jiang Song.
After sending it, she felt anxious.
Back then, she and Wen Ruyan had a very unpleasant quarrel. Maybe Wen Ruyan had long forgotten her, or maybe she didn't even care about such a nonsensical email.
After receiving no reply for a long time, Jiang Song closed the computer.
She drank a glass of red wine and leaned on the hotel balcony, looking at the night scene in the distance. Unconsciously, she recalled the feeling of Xing Sijue holding her hand and inserting the knife bit by bit.
Xing Sijue would rather let himself be injured than protect Lin Wanwan.
Oh, what a pair of infatuated men and women.
Jiang Song drank the red wine in the glass in one sip, and that would help them.
Whether it was because the red wine was too cold or because he was feeling unwell, Jiang Song suddenly felt a discomfort in his throat and ran into the toilet to vomit out everything he had eaten tonight.
The vomiting was violent and uncomfortable.
After taking a hot bath again, my body felt better.
After such a torment, she lost even more energy.
As soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep.
In her sleep, she felt a soft little hand touching her, and a very soft and cute voice kept calling her name.
The voice sounded like a child's.
In the morning, the first ray of sunlight shone on Jiang Song's face. She opened her eyes habitually and felt like something heavy was pressing on her body.
Turning her head, she saw that the person lying next to her was actually Xing Sijue.
Jiang Song immediately screamed in dissatisfaction.
He woke up Xing Sijue from his sleep.
Xing Sijue was dissatisfied and glanced at her sleepily, then took Jiang Song into his arms and said, "Don't argue, I'm so tired."
Of course Jiang Song pushed it subconsciously, and in a panic, his hand seemed to touch his wound.
Xing Sijue snorted.
"I'm hurt, please be gentle."
Jiang Song: "Get out! Why are you here?"
How could this happen? She really wasn't dreaming.