Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
He Wenqing was holding a beer in his hand. He was slapped by the person who came and fell to the ground. The beer bottle was crushed by him. He looked up at Shen Biqiong.
âBig, sister-in-law? â He Wenqing looked at this gentle woman. Her eyes were full of amorous feelings, but there was a murderous intent hidden in them. He could not help but shiver.
Shen biqiong stood there and pulled up her cloak. She looked up at Tang Zhilin and walked to the SOFA to sit down elegantly.
âThe entire he lan family didnât know about AH JINâs marriage. Old Master asked you to break off the engagement, but I didnât expect you to betray her behind her back. â
Hearing Shen Biqiongâs words, he Wenqing was so scared that his legs went weak. He got up from the ground and pursed his lips, saying, âsister-in-law, who is the one who is gossiping? Although I, he Wenqing, am not a person, how can I not listen to my fatherâs words? â
âHe Wenqing, donât forget that when you were chased out of the he lan family, Ah Jin was the one who protected your life. Now, you actually... â
Tang Zhilin quickly stood up and said, âsister-in-law, please listen to me... â
âShut up. â Shen biqiong heard her interjection and slapped the table with one hand. She shouted angrily, âHow can you interject when weâre talking? â
Tang Zhilin was unwilling, but she was so scared that she didnât dare to breathe.
âSLAP! â He Wenqing saw this and slapped himself on the face. He said obsequiously, âsister-in-law, itâs all my fault for not retreating in time for the Lu familyâs marriage. Itâs all my fault. â
âDonât worry. Iâve already found someone for her. I think the President of Glory World Group is not bad... â
Before he could finish his sentence, Shen biqiong stood up and wrapped a cloak around his neck, pulling him up. He Wenqingâs face turned purple from the strangling. He stuck out his tongue, rolled his eyes, and kept struggling.
âSave... save... life. â He kept struggling, but Shen biqiong looked at him coldly.
âBang! â Shen biqiong flipped her hand and threw him out. Seeing this scene, Tang Zhilin was so scared that she picked up her phone and called he lanjin. Before she could finish her sentence, her phone was slapped away and fell into the fish tank.
âItâs already lenient to keep you alive and let you change your surname to he in Jiangcheng. Now, you donât even listen to the old man? â Shen Biqiong said.
She suddenly laughed a little arrogantly. She was almost 50 years old, but she was full of vitality, as if she was only 30 years old.
âI heard that you wanted to give Ah Jin to a pervert? In order to not let you down, Iâll send you to prison to accompany him to grow old. How about it? â Shen Biqiong said.
She pinched Tang Zhilinâs Chin and forced her to raise her head. She said softly, âjust what you did to Ah Jin is enough for you to die a million times. â
After saying that, she threw Tang Zhilin away and sat back on the SOFA elegantly.
He Wenqing fell to the ground and crawled over on his knees. He kept kowtowing and said, âsister-in-law, I was wrong! Iâm worse than a pig or a dog. I shouldnât have touched he lanjin. The old man told me to treat her well. I didnât do well enough. â
Tang Zhilin looked at him reaching out and quietly picking up the broken glass. A vicious look flashed in her eyes.
She knew that he Wenqing wanted to kill Shen Biqiong. The night was dark and the wind was high. There were only the three of them in the he residence. If Shen Biqiong died, no one else would know.
âsister-in-law, listen to me. â Tang Zhilin crawled over and tried her best to suppress her anger. She cried and wiped her tears. âHe Lanjin is a mischievous person. We canât control her. â
âBesides, she was a military academy student. Even if she wanted to fight, she was the one who beat us. How can we beat her? She is so powerful. We were worried that she was too strong and would be despised by others, so we arranged a marriage for her. â
Her words diverted Shen Biqiongâs attention. He Wenqing took the glass piece and went around to the back, wiping it at Shen biqiongâs throat... ...