"Hey, Song Qiran, can you get a face?" When Aunt Pang heard that she hadn't transferred the house, her eyes instantly lit up, and her fingers almost poked his face: "That house was earned by Jinjin's father who has been a chef for decades, and you didn't pay for anything, are you embarrassed to ask for it?" ”

Song Qiran's face turned red and white, white and red: "We are husband and wife, of course she has to help me if I am in trouble!" ”

"So what did you help her? Look at what she's wearing, how many years have she been wearing? We old aunts have more clothes than her; Besides, the birthmark on her face, I heard that it can be treated in the hospital now, can you young still know it? You only need to take her once, and I will count you as if you have a heart! Don't stop her from giving you the house! ”

"I.... You...."Song Qiran has always been smooth sailing in life, with good looks and good education, and everyone is kind to him, but recently everything suddenly went wrong.

First of all, I owed a lot of debts, and finally came to the house, and the divorce agreement was not counted, so I came to Li Jinjin and met this shrew again!

This huge mom who looked at him with disdain was one of his least favorite people.

He was often sneering at him as a child, and he tried to show kindness and optimism, and be recognized as a good boy, but only she seemed to be able to easily see through his disguise.

The place that Song Qiran is most reluctant to come to is this courtyard, where he has the most impoverished memories, those white eyes, those cold words, he will never forget in this life.

So as soon as he married Li Jinjin, he immediately sold the house and quickly moved out of here.

"Tut-tut, don't talk about soft rice and hard food, and take your mother and sister with you, now the meal ticket is going to run, are you in a hurry?"

Aunt Pang, let's go, and she said endlessly: "Your mother is all day long, thinking about taking advantage, this is really hereditary!" ”

"You old shrew!" The old hatred and old hatred emerged from the depths of his memory, and a burst of anger engulfed Song Qiran's brain, he took out the fruit knife in his pocket, and without thinking about it, he stabbed it directly: "I told you to meddle more, go to hell to manage!" ”

Everyone didn't expect that Song Qiran dared to take out a knife, Aunt Pang was stunned, it was too late to hide, and then a strong force rushed towards her and knocked her aside.

The knife went through the sweater and pierced Li Jinjin's abdomen, and her hand grasped the handle of the knife and deliberately sent it inside.

Her eyes are extremely bright and breathtaking.

There was no trace of fear in his eyes, and he slowly showed a bright smile, and said in a voice that only Song Qiran heard: "You're finished!" ”

Song Qiran was so frightened that he stepped back three steps in a row, and then he realized what he had just done, turned around and ran towards the alley.

A hearty shout came from behind him: "Kill him, catch him!" ”

"Leave him alone, it's important to save Jinjin!" Aunt Lin said sternly: "Hurry up and call the emergency number!" My daughter, who is a doctor, said that in this case, the injured person should lie flat and not move. ”

The blood slowly dripped down the hilt of the knife, and there was a red spread on the ground, which frightened Aunt Pang at a loss, and circled again and again: "Jin Jin, why are you so stupid, you have to rush out, I have lived so much, and it is not a pity to die a few years early, you are still young, but don't have an accident!" ”

Li Jinjin didn't feel pain at all, but her body was a little weak, and she was very happy, very happy.

If this knife is pierced, Song Qiran will be unlucky, according to this degree of damage, he can be locked up for at least a few years.