Su San grabbed Wei Muxi into an abandoned warehouse, tied her to a chair, and stuffed a strip of cloth in her mouth, she couldn't shout if she wanted to shout for help, even if she shouted, in this wilderness, I believe no one could hear it.

Ouyang Mo asked people to prepare cash while looking around to find Wei Muxi's whereabouts. His hand holding the steering wheel was trembling, he was very afraid that Su San would touch Wei Muxi, and he was also afraid that Su San would tell Wei Muxi the truth of the matter, he lied to himself, even if Su San said it, Muxi would definitely not believe it, it would.

Su San sent a message to Wei Moyan's mobile phone, and the content was probably to ask him to put the money in a woven bag and throw it into the trash bin on the street. Su San said that as long as he received the money, he would definitely let Wei Muxi go, and the matter had come to this point, Wei Moyan chose to believe him, Ouyang Mo didn't dare to startle the snake, for fear that Su San would regret hurting Wei Muxi. Su San found a temporary worker early in the morning, gave a sum of money, and asked the temporary worker to help him pick up the bags of the trash can, and then transport them to the place he designated.

Just after Su San got the money, he wanted to repent and kill Wei Muxi, if Wei Muxi died, presumably Ouyang Mo would definitely suffer for the rest of his life! However, it was too risky to do so, and Ouyang Mo would definitely not let himself go and avenge his wife. So he thought of another wonderful way to take revenge, tell Wei Muxi what Ouyang Mo did back then, and let Wei Muxi torture Ouyang Mo, and let Ouyang Mo live a life that is worse than death, wouldn't it be better.

Su San took off the cloth stuffed in Wei Muxi's mouth and said to her, "Miss Wei, I want to tell you a secret about your husband. ”

"What do you want to say?"

"I've been to Miss Wei's home, it's an ancient house, it's very beautiful."

Wei Muxi frowned, "Who are you, what are you doing at my house?" ”

"It's been a long time ago, how many years have it been, I don't remember it very clearly, do you remember the theft of Miss Wei's father's painting?"

"Of course I do. How do you know? Of course, Wei Muxi will not forget that it was because of the loss of the painting that Wei Shuquan had a heart recurrence, and her life was rewritten.

"Because the person who stole the painting was me." Su San smiled, his face was full of pride, and he didn't have a reflective attitude at all.

Wei Muxi was surprised, "You are the thief." ”

"It's me, isn't Miss Wei curious who made me do that?"

Wei Muxi began to vaguely feel the heaviness of the real answer, and she asked softly, "Who is it?" ”

"It's your husband, Ouyang Mo."

When Wei Muxi heard him say this, his whole body was shivering with cold, "I don't believe you are talking nonsense here." ”

"Am I talking nonsense? Miss Wei, the person who really lies all over again is your husband. He wants to get you and marry you, so he drives you to a dead end, so that you can only save everything by marrying him. ”

Wei Muxi felt colder like falling into an ice cave, and her heart seemed to be separated by countless knives, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Didn't he return those paintings to your father later? Presumably your father was regained because of his loss, and he is grateful to Ouyang Mo! But who would have thought that he was the real mastermind. ”

Wei Muxi shook his head, tears rolling in his eyes, "I don't believe it, you must be lying to me, right?" ”

Su San looked at the time and felt that it was time for him to leave, "Miss Wei, if you don't believe him, you can ask him face to face." ”