Chapter 12: The True Identity of the Enemy 2

Jiang and his party, he didn't believe her at all. He only believes in the so-called "ironclad evidence".

A pair of invisible black hands slowly choked her throat, she was already struggling to breathe, but there was no way to save her - no, they wouldn't help her. Everyone in the Jiang family, one line, they will not help her anymore.

The "good" man named Yi Xiangxi had blocked her every step.

She was silent. Trying to maintain the last bit of dignity.

"One line, believe it or not, I really don't know Yi Xiangxi. Everything he did to me was framed. ”

"Wheat...... Don't lie to me anymore!"

She smiled sadly: "So far, I have nothing to say. ”

"Wheat, I used to love you because you were the best girl I ever met. I appreciate your attitude, and the classical sentiment with which you regard love and marriage as holy and noble...... You say that we must give each other completely on our wedding night. For the sake of respecting you, I never crossed the thunder pool half a step during our relationship. But unexpectedly, it turns out that you have other plans to play with me on the applause......"

The ancients said that the three joys of life, the candle night in the cave room, and the title of the gold list, meet the old acquaintance in another country.

And the candle night in the cave room is still in the first place.

The reason for this is the amazement of the moment when the red hijab is lifted, and the first night right that men look forward to the most.

If modern people live together after knowing each other for three days, by the time they get married, they are already old and old, and they have lost a bit of novelty and joy, which is nothing more than living to give an explanation to their relatives and friends and live a life.

Just ask, how many newlyweds are full of fantasies and romantic longings for their wedding night? It's nothing more than two sets of old furniture that are exhausted, lying on the marriage bed together and counting the number of red envelopes.

Joe Wheat understands this. The anger of Jiang and his entourage could not be calmed.

You have carefully prepared a table of wine and food, and before you can taste a bite, someone else will eat it first, and you can only eat leftovers!

You pick a red apple, and before you move, someone else takes a bite first, and you can still eat the rest of the half?

At that time, the filthy and filthy part of the man had remained in her body forever - never washed away for the rest of her life.

Who can endure such a humiliation?

Qiao Wheat didn't distinguish a word. When you know that discernment is useless, it is better to remain silent, otherwise, the more you say, the more you will be wrong. She was just silent for a long time, and slowly bowed to him: "One line, I will forget the good times we used to have together." Please forget about jì too. ”

She didn't say goodbye.

He didn't say goodbye to her either.

It wasn't until his car drove far, far away, that she stopped and cried bitterly.

It was getting dark, slowly.

She was the only one left on the trail.

It seems that she is the only one left in the world.

She shivered in the night wind, and pressed the wrong keyboard and dialed the wrong number several times: "Zhu Zhu...... Zhu Zhu ...... I want to ask you something...... You're a lawyer, I want your help......"

"I'm going to have an emergency meeting, Wheat, I'll call you later...... By the way, congratulations on your happy wedding first, and I'll give you a big gift when I come back...... Haha, the classmates are very envious of you marrying into a wealthy family, and you will have a chance in the future, but you have to ask Jiang and his party to pay more attention to those young talents for us leftover girls...... I'll be back in touch with ...... That's all, goodbye ......"