Chapter 972: Extra: Where the Story Begins

The forest villa has a beautiful natural scenery from the floor-to-ceiling windows, bright red roses floating on the water in the marble bath, and scented candles on the table next to the bath.

The beautiful woman soaked in the bath, holding a goblet containing red wine in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, she clicked on the latest news that came over - "The second wife of the chairman of Hefeng Group died in a car accident, the eldest daughter cried and fainted in the arms of her wealthy fiancé, and the second daughter of the original match was nowhere to be found", her red lips hooked up a smile.

She has been fighting with her vicious stepmother and stupid stepsister for so many years, and finally brought them down, how can she be uncomfortable?

At this time, what is the stupid stepsister doing?

Complaining to her selfish dad that she caused her mom to get into a car accident because she did something in the car?

Or rack her brains to find a way to please the fiancé who snatched it from her, and strive to marry into a wealthy family as soon as possible, so as not to have a stepmother and live her former life?

He Jing really couldn't help but express her pleasure, and in the comment area below the news, she gave a thumbs up to a comment that said "Die well, rich people deserve to die".

Not all rich people deserve to die, it's the stepmother, a rich person, who deserves to die.

Oh, and her father, who is bent on eating his dead wife, probably doesn't know that he has liver cancer, and is about to go to Huangquan to see his poor mother who died early.

Tut.

What a desirable future!

But at this time, her mobile phone rang: "Good luck, good luck to you, good luck brings joy and love......"

The person who called was her father, He Feng.

Presumably because my stepsister just finished suing, so I asked her to ask for the guilt, right?

Scold.

He Jing was not afraid of He Feng's questioning, and lazily answered the phone, and sure enough, He Feng said menacingly: "He Jing, did you do Ren Li's car accident?" ”

"Of course not." He Jing's tone was cheerful, "My dear father, killing is a crime, how can I kill someone?" ”

He Feng snorted, obviously not believing her words, but everyone was already dead, and the police had also closed the case, and it was judged to be an accident, so he had to give up pursuing the matter, and said coldly: "Tomorrow is your stepmother's funeral, remember to attend for me, don't let the outside world see our He family's jokes." ”

He Jing sneered in her heart when she heard this.

Over the years, he has been repeatedly photographed by the media, and the image of the He family has long become a sieve in the eyes of outsiders.

Now he is afraid that the He family will become a joke in other people's mouths? - It's late.

However, she will still go to her stepmother's funeral, how can she jump on her stepmother's grave if she doesn't go?

She hasn't cleaned up her stepsister who takes pleasure in bullying her, and she'll clean it up tomorrow.

The next day, the stepmother's funeral was held in a huge way, He Jing went in a dazzling red dress, she wore her most expensive jewelry, like a delicate rose in a pile of black, her stepsister was pale, in a black suit, lined by her like an ugly duck.

"He Jing, are you going too far, no matter how you say it, it's my mother's funeral."

The stepsister said so, which provoked He Feng's seizure and scolded her all over the place.

He Jing said leisurely: "You don't want to see me? So I'm gone? ”

He Feng's scolding stopped.

In front of outsiders, he still wanted to be more or less face-saving, so he endured it and asked He Jing to change his clothes.

This time, I didn't see He Jing's people during the whole funeral.

Until Ren Li's ashes entered the cemetery, He Jing changed into a pair of flat shoes and danced in front of Ren Li's tombstone.

The stepsister was angry and anxious: "He Jing, aren't you afraid of retribution if you do this?" ”

He Jing looked back and smiled lightly: "Retribution? If I shake out the things you did before, who do you say will have faster retribution, Ren Qian, do you still want to marry into a wealthy family? ”

The stepsister immediately became dumb, her eyes were red from crying, and she watched He Jing change her dance style.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit He Jing's body.

HE Jing: ...... Grass, you still can't be too nervous.