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These two slaps were slapped a little bit harder, and Chen Yang's fair face immediately turned into a red face, the redness of Tesao's bag.
This grandson, who was caught at the scene, still fucking didn't give up.
Half an hour later, in a coffee shop in City D, Chen Yang begged me to forgive him with snot and tears.
He said, the beautiful girl I saw was called Yang Momo, and her parents forced her into him. He loved me, not Yang Momo.
The reason why he was with Yang Momo was because his mother was ill. He couldn't get angry with this illness, so he could only fulfill his mother's wish.
He asked me to give him time and he would take care of everything.
It's fine that Chen Yang's grandson didn't explain, and this explanation made the old lady even more angry.
"You don't love Yang Momo, and you still live with other people, playing hooligans every day. You are not a fucking human, you are not as good as a pig or a dog."
After exiting the coffee shop, turn right, hailed a taxi, and flew back to Haiyang overnight.
Blacklisted Chen Yang's grandson's QQ, WeChat, and mobile phone numbers.
Back in Haiyang, I went to the bar with my best friend Tang Meimei and got very drunk. The two yelled indiscriminately on the street, and were finally invited by the police to the police station to sober up.
It is in this special way that I commemorate the youth who fed the dog.
Although it is a little sad, but fortunately it is not too late to see the face of Chen Yang's grandson.
I followed Tang Meimei's advice and went for a slow walk for a month in an ancient town where the seasons are like spring.
Tang Meimei, this best friend I met in the literary club when I was in college. She is actually selfish.
She said: "Go and relax, the past is cleared, love and hate are free. Come back after playing for a few days, and change the manuscript you submitted until the editor-in-chief is satisfied."
I said: "Tang Meimei, are you still human? My old lady is broken in love, and you still want to squeeze the blood and sweat of our hardworking people."
Tang Meimei: "Girl, we are also part-time workers. I'm just conveying my boss's meaning. If you want to scold me, scold my boss, a vicious capitalist, scold him like a bloody mess. After scolding, you should remember to revise the manuscript." .¡±
The scenery in the ancient town is good. Although I didn't have an affair, I saw the most beautiful scenery and ate all kinds of food.
To be honest, I, Yang Mi, am a woman who can afford and let go. A month later, Chen Yang basically didn't know who this grandson was.
Good guy, I thought this grandson would never have anything to do with me, but I didn't expect him to be a lingering guy.
Just as I got off the plane and got home, my grandson appeared in front of me like a ghost.
He has a stubble beard and looks haggard.
He was waiting at the gate of the courtyard, squatting on the steps, like a monkey with a hairy face jumping off a beam.
Seeing me, I immediately begged Yang Mi to forgive him with snot and tears. That appearance is simply coquettish at the level of a movie king.
I told him to go back where he came from, but his legs were growing on him, and if he didn't go away, I really had nothing to do with him.
But I can block this scumbag from the door.
?He went home and took a shower, cooked a bowl of instant noodles and ate them. Under the lamp, he edited a few parts of the manuscript that was typed back by the publishing house a month ago at Tang Meimei's request.
When I went downstairs to drink water, I saw Chen Yang's grandson still outside the door.
Although the winter in the south is not comparable to the winter in the north, the nights in winter are still terribly cold.
Women, no matter how powerful you are, you are soft-hearted.
I didn't expect that I would be so soft-hearted that something big would happen if I softened.
Seeing Chen Yang shivering in the cold outside, he opened the door and let him in. After all, the two had been in love for so many years, and Chen Yang, a scumbag, was still his first love.
Let him come in for one night, and it will not be too late to kick him out the next day.
Unexpectedly, man, it's really not a thing.
Chen Yang came in, made himself a bowl of instant noodles and ate it, thinking that I just forgave him.
Staring at his nose and face, he leaned his stinky face towards me, desperately wanting to make out with me.
He said sullenly: "Baby, it is said that husband and wife quarrel at the head of the bed and make peace at the end of the bed. The story of our making out is over."
"Damn my mother, I will never get over this matter in my life, so get out of here immediately."
When a man rises up as a rascal, his skin is thicker than that of a city wall, and it is impossible to let him go.
Relying on his tall and burly figure from the north, Chen Yang pushed me down.On the sofa, a bully is about to attack.
Although I am not short, I am a girl. I usually want to sit when I stand, and I want to lie down when I am sitting. I have never exercised. I am no match for a big man.
Seeing the grandson pressing himself on the sofa, he was about to succeed.
The vase on the coffee table played a role. Maybe it was because I hated the man in front of me so much, or maybe it was because of other reasons. Anyway, hitting the man with the vase was a lot of strength.
With a bang, the vase was smashed to pieces, and a gust of blood rushed out instantly, splashing my neck and my whole body.
Chen Yang, who was desperately trying to take off his pants just now, let go of his hands.
The last words he said before he fell were.
"Baby, you are murdering your own husband."
Then it never moved again.
The blood flowed so much, gurgling out, and painted a flower on the floor in an instant.
To tell you the truth, I was so frightened on the spot. What I didn't expect was that Chen Yang's grandson was so unrestrained, and the blood was like a faucet that was turned on, and it was out of control.
I panicked and took the tissue on the table to stop the bleeding, but the bleeding stopped.
But I discovered a new problem. Chen Yang was lying on the ground without moving.
Exploring his breath, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
I didn't feel breathing, and I didn't seem to feel a pulse on my neck.
Shaking him desperately and calling his name all the time, there was still no response.
Although Chen Yang is a bit of a scumbag, I didn't want his life.
? Call 120, because I called several times in a panic before getting through.
120 asked what was the illness, I dare not tell the truth, I just said that someone in the family passed out.
The time waiting for 120 to come was tormenting. During this period, I performed artificial respiration several times. The reason why I called 120 again to cancel the rescue was the reason.
Because I saw Chen Yang's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and his body also became cold.
Based on my common sense that I have never seen a dead person, Chen Yang is dead.
The excuse for canceling the 120 first aid is that the patient at home woke up again and nothing happened.
When I was at a loss, I called Tang Meimei. This girl has a lot of ideas, maybe she can give some ideas.
But this night was evil, and Tang Meimei's phone was always turned off.
In the end, I made the decision to dump the body.
I'm only twenty-five years old, never married, never been a mother, I'm so young, I don't want to spend my youth in prison because of Chen Yang, a scumbag.
An hour later, Chen Yang was put into a sleeping bag and thrown under the broken bridge at the end of the seawall.
Back home, I cleaned up the whole night, and first burned the bloody sweater on my body.
Then the broken porcelain was buried in the backyard, and the blood on the floor was wiped countless times.
Before dawn, with a computer and an unopened suitcase, I drove to Tang Meimei's house, and knocked on the door of Tang Meimei's house.
I remember that when I left home, the owl was still on the pine tree in front of the window, looking at me with its round eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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