Jiang Miao looked at him coldly. She picked up the knife and handed it to him with the handle: "I don't want to owe you anything anymore."
How could Tong Yue dare to pick her up? The woman in front of him frightened him.
Jiang Miao: "If I had known that playing with you would be so troublesome, I wouldn't have gone out that night even if I had broken my legs."
Tong Yue's heart felt like it was being twisted by this dagger, and he was so painful that he could not speak.
Jiang Miao smiled and said: "You are right, I am lonely, I am a loose woman, I am not comfortable without a man, except for those few days in a month, I want it every night. I just didn't expect..."
She twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "I just didn't expect that a person's desires can also be used as a basis for humiliation."
She put the handle of the knife against Tong Yue's body, the tip of the knife facing her, and slowly leaned over: "I don't want to owe you, do it!"
Tong Yue stepped back.
Jiang Miao smiled and said, "Why are you being cowardly? Your Tong family is originally from a mixed society. Even if you move your hands on weekdays, I've never seen you blink." She touched her neck with her other hand, and there were already wrinkles on it.
Hongshen, "Or, you can't see the blood?"
She changed the direction of the dagger: "Then I'll do it myself!" Before she finished speaking, she raised the dagger and stabbed herself in the abdomen!
"don't want!!!"
The space in the carriage was limited, so Tong Yue couldn't think too much and reached out to hold the dagger directly to stop her from being stupid!
She used all her strength! The blade cut Tong Yue's palm almost instantly!
Blood began to drip from his fingers, and she didn't even blink her eyebrows, she was completely indifferent.
"Just think about it, you don't want this knife, and we will be clean from now on!" Her voice was as hard and cold as her heart.
She let go of the dagger, took out a silk scarf, carefully wrapped it around her neck in front of the mirror, then took Wanwan's shoes and socks to leave.
Tong Yue held her with his other clean hand.
"I'm sorry, I was really wrong. Give me another chance. If I make a move again, you will cut it off. I will do what I say!" His voice was trembling like never before. He was very scared, even more so than that day.
Jiang Miao was still scared when she told him to leave.
Because he just saw despair in her eyes.
"I beg you, I will really change, baby! Don't let me go! Don't let me go!"
He hadn't cried in years, and now he was panicking. He didn't want to lose Jiang Miao!
In the past few days after the breakup, he had suffered from insomnia every night and the days were like years. He always felt that they were just venting their anger. After a few days of coaxing her in bed, Jiang Miao would be his again.
But now he discovered that it wasn't.
There will be another man taking his place, and she really doesn't want to play with herself anymore.
"I don't ask for anything anymore. I only want you. I only want you. Don't you want to play? How about I play with you? I'm a bitch. I promise I'll never talk nonsense again. I'm sorry for what I just said.
I'm just angry, I said that on purpose, I didn't mean anything else..." He was incoherent, but she was indifferent.
He held Jiang Miao from behind with one hand, trying to pull her back to him.
What kind of love talk has Jiang Miao never heard?
In the years when she and her ex-husband were on good terms, they could talk all night on the overseas phone, talking about their sweethearts and treasures, and they would call each other in different ways.
The result, haha.
He was usually a person who never took action, but when he finally did, he didn't even blink.
Jiang Miao didn't know that a person's heart could actually die twice.
She sighed and took Tong Yue's hand off her body: "Wanwan should be anxious."
Tong Yue watched her get out of the car and gradually walk away.
His heart was empty.
He slapped himself hard several times.
Knowing what she hates most, why would she do it again?
The blood in his palm was still flowing, but he seemed to feel no pain at all, sitting in the car numbly.
He used to regard Zhao Heyin as his enemy, but not anymore.
Jiang Miao doesn't want him, and it has nothing to do with the man around her.
He sat in the car for about twenty minutes, wrapped a handkerchief around the wound, then found a tissue in the car and carefully wiped away the blood on the car.
Jiang Miao didn't see Tong Yue again that afternoon, but Fourth Master Tong spoke to her for a few words.
Fourth Master Tong: "Thank you, Miss Jiang. It's my boy who doesn't have this blessing and is too young."
The two of them had a tacit understanding.
Jiang Miao smiled: "It's because I'm ignorant, but don't worry, Fourth Master, I'm done with him and I won't contact him again."
Fourth Master Tong: "Young people love to play, and I understand that very well. I heard from Zhi Yao that your daughter calls Tong Yue 'dad'?"
Jiang Miao smiled and said: "It's me who didn't take care of my daughter. He saved Wanwan before, and Wanwan got close to him for a while, screamed randomly, and won't come back again."
Fourth Master Tong nodded: "There should be no confusion about seniority. When it comes to seniority, you should be called 'brother'."
Jiang Miao did not comment, found an excuse and left, no longer dealing with him.
Hua Lai followed Jiang Miao almost all the time today, but when he disappeared for a while, he found that her expression had changed a lot.
She pulled Jiang Miao aside and asked in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, where did you go just now?"
Jiang Miao said lightly: "Go to the car to get Wanwan's shoes. What's wrong?"
Hua Lai: "There's blood on your skirt!"
Jiang Miao frowned and lowered his head. As expected, there was a blood spot the size of a fingernail on his waist. It should have dripped from Tong Yue's hand just now.
Hua Lai looked at her worriedly: "Are you okay?"
Jiang Miao forced a smile: "What can happen?"
Hua Lai knew that she was forcing a smile, but it was inconvenient to ask more questions.
The next day Hua Lai, Jiang He and Ru went to visit Tong's house as promised, along with their two children.
Wanwan must have been taught a lesson by Haosheng at home. When she saw Tong Yue, her eyes were filled with tears and she didn't dare to call anyone.
Tong Yue's right hand was wrapped in a bandage. He smiled and waved to her, and Wanwan obediently walked next to him.
Tong Yue poked her face gently: "What's wrong, you stingy guy?"
Wanwan burst into tears: "Uncle..."
Tong Yue was stunned and felt sour in his heart: "Why are you called 'uncle'?"
Wanwan shook her head: "Mom won't let me..."
Tong Yue smiled bitterly and comforted: "It's okay. Calling you 'uncle' is still the same as being close to you."
Wanwan still had a bad look on her face: "Is my brother gone?"
Tong Yue: "I don't know."
Where do I have a chance?
It made her sad and bored every time.
The phone number and WeChat account were also blocked without mercy.
Wanwan sighed.
She took Tong Yue's hand: "What's wrong with uncle's hand? Are you going to fight again? Stop fighting. Mom doesn't like it..."
Tong Yue touched her head: "I promise I will never fight again in this life."
Wanwan nodded.
Tong Yue couldn't help but ask: "Mom, what are you doing today?"
Wanwan: "Let's go."
"Gone? Where did you go?"
Wanwan: "I went on a trip and said I wouldn't come back until the New Year."
"Then what do you do? She doesn't care about you?"
"Pingping and I live together at my brother's house."
Tong Yue secretly scolded Jiang Miao for being irresponsible, but he knew that all of this was caused by himself.