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"Cranberry, if you are poisoned by this kind of poison, you can't drink alcohol, because alcohol will stimulate more frequent episodes of drug addiction. 、. Rebecca saw Qi Manjing pick up the wine glass and hurriedly reminded her, but Qi Manjing ignored it.

"It's all right, Sasha, for every point of pain I endure, my determination for revenge increases by ten." After finishing speaking, Qi Manjing drank most of the glass of red wine and slammed the cup on the floor.

From Qi Manjing's eyes, Rebecca did not see the slightest fear of the onset of drug addiction, on the contrary, it was more of the pleasure of wanting revenge, a feeling of admiration, which arose spontaneously again.

Venom Rebesa, who has a ruthless and ferocious reputation, in this world, there are few people who can make herself admire, even the king of mercenaries, has never made her so admired, in the case of being defenseless and being calculated by others, she is poisoned so deeply, and she can still think of resisting, this kind of woman with a strong heart, I don't know what can be defeated in this world......

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That night.

The dimly lit room was quite open, and the room was filled with a cold smell.

Wang Yong arrived in this house as if he was walking in the back garden. I didn't turn on the lights, sat in front of the coffee table on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and let this slow smell of smoke enter the respiratory tract from the mouth and finally into the lungs without wanting to spit it out, and the blood and air permeated the whole body, forcibly suppressing the chaotic thoughts and anger of the whole body from the pores.

He needed this to calm himself down. It's just because this matter is already related to the things he cares about the most. It must be handled properly.

I don't know how long later, the door was opened.

"How is the door open? Hey? "Outside the door walked in a man with glasses. Suddenly there was a startling, and then there was a scattering of footsteps.

"Smack."

There was a crisp sound. The whole hall suddenly became clear.

"Who are you and how are you in my house?" The man in glasses let out a voice of surprise and anger.

Wang Yong's face was as calm as ten thousand years of ice, and he slowly stood up. walked over calmly: "Do you know Qin Wanrou?" He desperately resisted the urge to break the neck of the man with glasses.

"Qin Wanrou? No, I don't know what you're talking about. Get out of here, or I'll call the police." ”

"Listen, I don't have much patience." Wang Yong felt a violent aura rushing into his head: "If I didn't know you, I wouldn't have come to the door." ”

"Please get out, I'm going to call the police...... but then he only felt that his eyes were slight, and his hands were empty and there was nothing.

"Say." Wang Yong's face was as cold as ice. Holding his mobile phone in his hand "Kela, Kela......"

"You, I, no, I don't know......" He saw a mobile phone with a steel shell turn into crumbs in Wang Yong's hand, and the sound and shadow of the shell shattering were particularly harsh in this empty hall, every sound stimulated his every heartbeat, and then every piece of debris fell to the ground accompanied by the violent beating of his eyelids, and he felt a little weak. Leaning against the wall, barely holding on.

A fine bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his throat squirmed, and his eyes were full of wonder and fear. glanced at Wang Yong's eyes, and felt depressed. Cold, brutal, fearful. turned into an invisible force to tear apart his psychological defenses.

Wang Yong didn't speak, and sat on the sofa indifferently. Grabbed the stainless steel teapot on top of the coffee table and poured a cup of cold tea. Then put it down.

"Rattle-Boom-Boom......" tempered glass coffee table, when Wang Yong slowly put down the teapot. Suddenly, cobwebs grew out of it, and then all collapsed in an instant.

The white glass slag under the light was cold and glaring, and the refracted light shot directly into his eyes, burrowed into his heart, and froze the strength of his whole body.

Wang Yong stood up suddenly, took two steps closer to him from the sofa, and then ......

"Drink ......" He suddenly collapsed to the ground, countless glass shards rolled to his feet, he wanted to scream but he didn't expect to be choked by a mouthful of phlegm, no matter how he screamed.

Wang Yong turned his back.

"Huh-huh-huh......" His face was pale, his eyes were a little red, he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears, and the sound of heavy breathing was the only sound in the entire space now.

"Okay, okay, I, I'll confess, I'll confess." His tears are about to fall, who is this provoking whom? is a good favor to help people, but he has attracted such an inhuman-like evil star.

Wang Yong's face was expressionless, looking at him like a machine.

I said. Qin Wanrou and I are colleagues, and I know that she lives alone, and I have helped her. But I don't have any other ideas, and I have a girlfriend, so you can rest assured. I have nothing else to do with her, it's just that she often asks me to pretend to be her husband who went abroad and talk to Maomao on the phone......"

Wang Yong was stunned, thinking that this product was abandoned by Qin Wanrou, uh,......

I'm so embarrassed to scare him out of peeing his pants, hehe.

But now, I had to continue to pretend to be a wicked person, and patted his face lightly with a fierce look and said, "Very good, I appreciate your honesty." In the future, stay away from Qin Wanrou, otherwise I will see you fight once. ”

After the murder, Wang Yong flashed directly. Leave the frightened male teacher with glasses alone.

……

Teacher's New Village, Qin Wanrou's home.

Someone, like a ghost, climbed through the window into the hall and sat on the sofa as if he were at home.

Qin Wanrou hugged Maomao, her eyes were extremely comfortable. She patted lightly, her brows unable to hide her exhaustion. Today, this child's love fluctuates too much, and he has to be coaxed to sleep.

Maomao pouted and said "Mom" in a daze.

Wanrou's eyes became softer and softer, and the corners of her mouth were gently pulled up on her tired face. A smile was full of happiness, and Zhen Shou approached Mao's cheek and grinded it slightly.

The weather was a little hot, and the hair of the mother and daughter was stuck with sweat, and she just reached out and brushed the sticky hair for Mao Mao, and the cry sounded.

She carefully placed it on the bed, covered it with a thin blanket, and finally gave her a peck on the forehead, and then tiptoed out of the bedroom door.

Wang Yong saw Qin Wanrou walking out of the door and beckoned to her.

Qin Wanrou was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "Wang Yong, you ...... How did it come. ”

Her eyes were a little complicated and evasive, and she deliberately lowered her voice. Looking back at the bedroom, Maomao was not woken up. Only then did he relax and slowly close the bedroom door.

Wang Yong saw that she was fluctuating in her eyes in a little panic, and found that her somewhat tired face was pale, and sighed in her heart. Slowly standing up, I felt heavy both physically and mentally.

"Wanrou, don't you have anything to say to me?" Wang Yong stretched out his hand, his eyes were a little speechless.

Qin Wanrou let him pull his hair behind his ears one by one, and rubbed his face with his palm.

It's just that she is biting her lip and her hair sticking to her forehead in front of her. The two hands were clasped together and they did not say a word.

The two of them just stood like this for a long time.

"Wanrou." Wang Yong called softly, and then lifted her chin slightly with a slight force in his hand. Her eyes looked at her distressedly, her face was full of tired haggardness, there was no bloodless paleness, her lips were bitten and bloodshot, and her cheeks were so cold.

"I, we have something to say outside." Qin Wanrou was forced by his eyes to hide, and grabbed Wang Yong outside the house, in the small pavilion downstairs.

She didn't look at Wang Yong, but lowered her head and didn't say a word, but her slightly trembling body, as well as the trace of blood on her lips, betrayed her struggling heart.

Wang Yong took two steps towards her, and she took two steps back significantly. The moon was very good, but the weather was very stuffy, and the bright moonlight illuminated her face in spite of Wang Yong's face pale, like a stone sculpture exuding a chill, motionless.

"Qin Wanrou, do you think that if you don't speak, I won't be able to cure you?" With a snap, Wang Yong lit a cigarette for himself and took a deep breath. In the eyes, there are complex and difficult colors. Thoughts, as if going back to that time. That time, he deliberately wanted Wanrou to die, so he got drunk and brought back a dusty woman to spend the night. drove away Qin Wanrou, who was waiting for her to comfort her.

Although she was drunk, her sad eyes were as clear as ever. It's just that I can only vaguely remember rolling the sheets with the dusty woman and rolling all night.

Could it be said? Is something vaguely guessed in your mind true?

For a while, Wang Yong's heart was surging again.

"Qin Wanrou, sue me. Was it you that night, or was it the woman who had stumbled? Wang Yong's mood was really difficult to calm down at the moment, and she was angered by her silence, grabbed her shoulder and asked.

Qin Wanrou's delicate body was shocked, her face turned whiter, and her head lowered even heavier.

"Okay, don't say yes?" Wang Yong sneered, turned around and said, "I'll go and hug Maomao and take her for a paternity test." "Pretend to leave, take a few steps.

A cry came from the originally dead back: "No, don't! Yes, I'm sorry, Wang Yong. I, I didn't mean to hide it from you. That night, yes, it was me. I, I feel so sorry for you......"

It smashed into Wang Yong's head like a thunderbolt from a sunny day, and it exploded with a bang. All the qiē just now was just speculation, although I was already somewhat sure in my heart. Therefore, he has been suppressing and suppressing his feelings.

However, it wasn't until Qin Wanrou really admitted it. The waves, like the tide of the Qiantang River, hit him fiercely, making his whole person fall into a stupor.

Really, this qiē is all true.

That day, that night it was really Qin Wanrou.

Oh my God, I drank too much that night, and I vaguely remember that it was very rough and rude, wouldn't it make Wanrou? For a while, Wang Yong's heart trembled heavily, didn't she endure her own destruction?

And, there's ...... Mao Mao, Mao Mao is, yes, is my daughter!

…… (To be continued......)