my billionaire ex-husband

"Ling! Don't kill me! I did this... because I love you! I love you, and I really don't want you to be taken away by that woman..."

"Kill you?" Feng Chengling shook his head, "How could I be willing to kill you?"

"Really?" Hearing this, Shang Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, one day husband and wife Rien, he still has feelings for her, doesn't he?

"You haven't even started to suffer, how could I be willing to kill you!" However, Feng Chengling's next sentence dragged Shang Xin into the most painful abyss, "I want you to know what life is better than death!" [

"Ling..."

"Bring the knife." Feng Chengling stretched out his hand indifferently.

Immediately someone came over and put a sharp dagger in his hand...

The frantic heavy rain flooded the whole world, and the field of vision was completely white. The ground and houses were washed by the rain, washing away the dirt of this world...

However, a shrill scream came from the hospital, faintly, overshadowed by thunder from time to time.

Shang Xin cried out in pain, tears fell down, and immediately merged with the blood.

Thick blood covered her entire face, dripping and dripping...

She tried to twist her body in pain, but her hands and body were tightly bound, and her face was firmly fixed by several hands

Even the bodyguards who restrained her couldn't bear to watch this scene any longer, and turned their faces away.

Shang Xin cried out in pain, shouted, cried, and begged for mercy...

But no matter what she did, Feng Chengling didn't stop what she was doing.

One stroke at a time, as if Feng Chengling was writing, he carved deeply on her face with a knife: Bitch.

He wants to tell the whole world that she is a bitch.

How can she have such a beautiful face when she is so cheap?

With such a bad heart, how could she have such good acting skills.

The tender white skin was scratched by the tip of the knife, and blood flowed down like a gush, covering her face.

She cried out in pain, but she couldn't shake Feng Chengling's determination at all...

When the last stroke was made, Feng Chengling dropped the dagger, his palm was also full of blood.Taking the hand towel from someone else, he wiped every finger carefully: "Take her to stitch."