Chapter 1: Ten Years of Captivity
Introducing,
Main Sippi: [The goddess of the entertainment industry who secretly pokes and pokes the hidden marriage x the scum boss who knocks people down in Sven's sheepskin]
Vice Sippi: [Tsundere Cute Mouth Hard Wedding Dress Control Controlled by x Hidden in the Dark Night, Possessive, Strong Domineering Mercenary Attack]
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Outer suburbs of the capital.
"Song Chinese New Year's Eve, you look up and see." Song Qiaoyan held a box in one hand, hooked her lips, and looked mockingly at the emaciated and inhuman-shaped woman in front of her.
Song Chinese New Year's Eve, who was squatting in the corner, didn't seem to hear it, his messy yellow hair covered most of his face, only revealing a low-hanging eye, still pale lips, indifferent.
Song Qiaoyan's eyes hurt when she looked at it, but this woman was like this, and she still made her man miss it.
She sneered, "You're crazy, you don't even remember that bitch mom, do you?" ”
The three words were like triggering a mechanism, Song Chinese New Year's Eve's eyelids trembled, and slowly opened his red eyes, which were full of blood, revealing a fierce expression, like a demon crawling out of the ground.
Song Qiaoyan looked at each other coldly, his heart jumped suddenly, his hand was unstable, and the box he was holding fell to the ground.
The gray-white dust blew up Song Chinese New Year's Eve, and she was stunned for a moment, looking at the ash all over the ground a little dazed.
And Song Qiaoyan came back to his senses, immediately changed back to a cold and proud face, stepped on ten-centimeter high heels, and then walked a few steps closer, clicking, and with the words he said, he pierced Song Chinese New Year's Eve's heart one by one.
"See? This is the ashes of that play, I don't know, your bitch mother, from the time she died to the present, she has never been in the ground! ”
Song Chinese New Year's Eve didn't know if it was his ears that thundered, or his heart thundered, and his face instantly became transparent.
"Brother Bai Qing said, he doesn't like to take over this kind of thing, you are, and so is your mother."
Xu Baiqing!
Hearing this name, Song Chinese New Year's Eve clenched his teeth! It hurts all over!
If it weren't for the fact that when her mother was forced to death by Song Enming, Xu Baiqing said that she wanted to protect her, how could she be tempted by this slut!
How could he really leave his mother's funeral to this slut!
But he never let his mother go into the ground! What was once worshipped was nothing but a fake grave!
Yes, ten years, this man she once loved deeply imprisoned her in this mental hospital for ten years!
How could she believe that that person really loved her, how could she believe that he hated herself so much and was willing to bury his relatives for herself!
But why!
Where is the source of hatred!
Where!
As if he saw something, Song Qiaoyan lightly covered his mouth and smiled.
"Song Chinese New Year's Eve, you shouldn't know why Brother Bai Qing hates you, right, plotting, marrying you, and then putting you here... Of course, you don't know how disgusting that drama and you are in the eyes of others. Song Qiaoyan raised her hand to hook Song Chinese New Year's Eve's chin and stared at her eyes, "Constantly clinging to others, dirty and smelly like a bloodsucking worm, and making others fishy... Actually, you could not have experienced this, but there is no way, if you want to blame, blame your mother for giving birth to you, after all, a little three give birth to a little three, and a bitch gives birth to a bitch. ”
Because... Mom?
Song Chinese New Year's Eve's heart was pinched vigorously, and what kept accumulating in her eyes, but her hands stained with ashes were hot.
Kill her...
Kill her...
Kill her!!
The devil stretched out his tentacles and climbed into her heart, so Song Chinese New Year's Eve trembled his lips and showed a strange smile.
Song Qiaoyan was slightly swollen, and in the next second, he saw a bloodthirsty light under Song Chinese New Year's Eve's eyes, and the whole person pounced on himself as if he was about to swallow her!
"Ahhhhh!!!h
Severe pain came from her neck, Song Chinese New Year's Eve bit her neck like a vampire, the fear that climbed up from the soles of her feet choked her throat, huge strength, Song Qiaoyan only felt that her arteries were about to be bitten by her, until she frightened and frantically pushed people out.
Song Chinese New Year's Eve staggered back two steps, looked at her, squinted his eyes and smiled, and with a mouth full of blood, he actually swallowed the piece of meat that was bitten off raw.
"Devil! Lunatic!! Devil!! ”
"Help!! Help me!!! ”
Song Qiaoyan seemed to have seen a ghost's expression, and he no longer had the arrogant appearance he had before, he used his hands and feet together, covering the bleeding wound while covering it, and crawled out of the room.
Listening to her sharp screams getting farther and farther away, Song Chinese New Year's Eve covered her face and laughed silently, her legs were weak, she knelt down in the ashes, tears could no longer hold back, despair flowed, and her blood-stained hand touched her mother's ashes again, and she slowly pressed on her cheeks.
Was the fragrance and temperature still there...
Mom...
I'm sorry...
Heaven is not cold... My daughter didn't cover you with a quilt...
Mom, I'm going to accompany you...