Doting his wife excessively, the CEO's husband is too fierce

Chapter 472 Song Hui's Fate

"Did someone send you away?" Song Ziai was sitting on the balcony of the apartment. The place had been restored according to the previous layout. Qiao Yi's intention was to plant flowers and plants on the balcony.

He stood behind Song Ziai, and it took him a long time to hear the other party say this.

Dazed for a moment, he replied, "It's all been arranged, and it will be buried next to Mom as you said."

Song Ziai's eyes were a bit empty, and after hearing Qiao Yi's words, she chuckled and nodded, "That's good." She slowly stretched out her hand, and Qiao Yi quickly grabbed it, feeling that those little hands were cold.

Although it was a scorching summer day, Song Ziai's body was originally cold, and the ups and downs of her mood in the past few days made her very weak.

"Why don't you wear more? Did you not eat at noon?" Qiao Yi's tone was a little tough, and he squatted in front of Song Ziai with frowns, reproaching him.

Song Ziai smiled softly, and said apologetically, "I can't eat it."

Qiao Yi looked distressed, it had been five days since Song Cheng passed away, Song Tian was in jail according to law, and Song's shares would not return to Song Ziai's hands until they were investigated.

Song Ziai hardly slept well, not to mention her small appetite, since she passed out from crying in the hospital that day, she never shed a single tear.

Qiao Yi caressed her face distressedly. Although he knew that he couldn't provoke the other party at this time, since Song Hui was confirmed to have done it, Song Ziai only said to let her deal with the other party, and there was no other explanation.

Three or four days after the case was finalized, Qiao Yi went to the provincial department to file the case, and then transferred Song Hui out.

"Xiao Ai, I want to discuss something with you." Qiao Yi pondered for a while before opening his mouth.

Song Ziai recovered and looked at him, and said with a smile, "Song Hui?"

Qiao Yi was stunned for a moment, and then nodded gently: "The case has been concluded. Although it was a paid murder, it is enough for her to be shot immediately."

The court also ruled in the same way, but Song Ziai said that she wanted her to deal with Song Hui, so Qiao Yi stayed now.

"Qiao Yi, do you know? Death is not the best way to take revenge on someone, and life is not the best way to atone for a person's sin. The Song family, Liu Li died quickly without any pain. I guess she will die soon." She didn't even know that the person next to her pillow abandoned her."

"Song Tian has received the retribution he deserves, and he may never have the chance to get out of that high wall in his life. That's fine, let him just linger inside."

Song Ziai always had a smile on her face, and Qiao Yi felt distressed when she looked at her lightly.

"Song Hui is left." Song Ziai paused for a moment, and then said: "Should someone pay for the injustices owed by the Song family?"

Qiao Yi frowned as if she couldn't understand what Song Ziai said.

Song Ziai focused his eyes, and the eyes that were originally empty were instantly stained with evil spirits: "In ancient times, when people made mistakes, it was said that the ancient Buddha with the blue lamp always accompanied him, and confessed his mistakes in front of the Buddha."

"Qiao Yi, find a mountain where my mother and Song Cheng's ranks will be placed, let Song Hui live in it, and confess from five to eight in the morning."

There was an indescribable strangeness in Qiao Yi's eyes. He thought that Song Ziai would show such cruel revenge to Song Hui, and even thought about letting Song Hui suffer the death of Song Cheng, but he didn't expect her to think so .

If a person sincerely wants to repent, such a result may be a kind of letting go, but Song Hui has never felt that she has done something wrong, and now she has to confess every day to Song's mother and Song Cheng's ranking, facing her. It is a torment for the Buddha statue to pray every day.

So life is worse than death!
"Don't let her die." Song Ziai said sternly, his tone was so cold that it was full of ice balls.

Qiao Yi nodded, then rubbed Song Ziai's hair with a gentle smile and said, "Xiao Ai, after I finish this matter, shall we go back to Yanjing?"

Song Ziai has always been able to delay the return to Yanjing for as long as possible, and Qiao Yi also has a so-called attitude, but after such a thing happened, Qiao Yi felt that changing a place might change her mood.

It is also good to love Song Zi.

"Li Meng is coming back. I'm afraid that Hongdou can't handle it alone. You have a better relationship with her. Can you help me persuade her?"

Song Ziai pondered for a while, then nodded heavily: "Okay."

Qiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, Song Ziai talked a lot today, she came back here after the funeral, sat on the balcony all day looking into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking, even sometimes Qiao Yi sat beside her, she was indifferent.

"Would you like to go home for dinner tonight? Mom, they are very worried about you." Qiao Yi struck while the iron was hot.

Song Ziai also lived up to his expectations, nodded, turned to look at a relatively empty flower stand on the balcony, and asked, "Can I plant some zinnias there?"

Qiao Yi smiled and nodded: "Of course."

Zinnia flower language, longing for deceased friends.

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Song Hui was sent to the mountainous area. After she was taken off the blindfold, her eyes hurt from the bright light, and her arm hurt a lot before she was dragged forward.

"Take care of her, just don't let her die. You must finish what you need to do every day, or you won't be given food."

There was a cold, mechanical sound next to her ear, and before Song Hui could react, she was pushed forward, and after being taken over, she was led inside again.

Only then did she realize that this place seemed to be a small Buddhist hall, but it was a bit dilapidated and very old. The person pulling her was a burly man in black.

"You... who are you? Let me go!" Song Hui was imprisoned for many days, and she couldn't eat or sleep well. She was already ugly, and even her voice became hoarse.

The man in black pulled her and pushed her into a door without saying a word, and then closed the door with a bang.

Song Hui looked around, panicked with fright, the room was not big, and there were two enshrined places directly opposite, and there were white candles and white gauze on the desk.

This is obviously someone else's mourning hall, Song Hui was all shaken, she hurriedly turned around and knocked on the door and yelled to let her out.

"Go kneel and kowtow!" Before she reached the door, someone blocked her way and dragged her to the futon over there.

"Let go, let me go!" Song Hui couldn't stop struggling.

However, she hasn't eaten well for many days, her body is already weak, and the opponent is tall, so she is not an opponent at all.After a few strokes, she flung herself on the futon.

"What the hell are you guys doing? I want to leave! Let me go!" Song Hui yelled hoarsely, punching and kicking still had no effect.

"You have to listen to us completely when you enter here. Since you have no intention of repenting, then leave as you please." The cold voice of the visitor came out, and the door was suddenly opened. Song Hui seemed to see the light, and went out crazily. run.

When he stumbled at the door, someone came to stop him, but he was stopped by the eyes of the man who followed him in the room.

The other party came out of the room, lit a cigarette and stood at the door looking at Song Hui who was running out of the temple, taking a deep breath.

"Brother Fei, do you want to let go?" The bodyguards outside the room still had some worry in their eyes.After all, the young master's order is to be optimistic, not to let him escape or to die.

"The temper is too strong and needs to be tempered. If you don't wear off the little hope of survival, you will run away when you find the right opportunity in the future, and we will be tired from doing things." The smoking man squinted his eyes and saw that Song Hui's back had disappeared into the At the door, he took a puff of smoke and said: "Besides, here in the deep mountains and old forests, she can't escape even if she is left alone. Find someone to watch and don't let people die. You can do whatever you want at other times."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left. The bodyguard beside him nodded and gestured to the left and right. Three or four people came out immediately and chased after Song Hui in the direction where Song Hui disappeared.

Song Hui didn't know how long she had been running, her clothes had been torn by branches in the dense forest, and there were several cuts on her slender legs.But even then she couldn't feel any pain.

She has been running for an indeterminate amount of time, exhausted, but she is still in the dense forest, even walking deeper and deeper, it is already dark, and the dense forest is pitch black in the middle of the night, with the cries of unknown animals, and Some strange noises.

Song Hui grew up held in Song Tian's hands since she was a child. She had never experienced such an experience. She was so scared that she almost fainted, but she puffed up and thought that she must run out, as long as she found someone from the Qi family. People, they will definitely not die.

After walking for a while, Song Hui found a dark figure in front of her in a daze, and she woke up trembling from fright.

"You...Are you a human or a ghost?" Song Hui swallowed, her feet gave way and she lay on the ground, she didn't even feel a branch cut her palm.

I saw that person slowly approaching Song Hui, and saw a cold face through the dim moonlight, without any expression like a night owl in the dark night, "Bring me the bracelet?"

Song Hui was stunned, her mind went blank.

The visitor obviously didn't have that much patience, so he bent down and pulled Song Hui's right hand, and when he saw the bracelet on it, he sneered, pulled the bracelet ignorantly, and threw Song Hui on the ground in disgust.

Song Hui came to her senses and wanted to grab it with excitement, the bracelet must not be taken away!That was her only salvation.But she didn't want the other party to kick her, she slid a few meters close to the ground, hit a tree, and then passed out.

Qi Tian sneered, and wanted to go forward but was stopped by someone.

"Mr. Qi, please don't embarrass us. If you kick it casually, she will go."

Qi Tian was interrupted, obviously displeased.

The visitor lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "Mr. Qi, what Young Mistress means is that this woman's lower body should live in repentance."

Young Mistress meant Song Ziai's, Qi Tian was taken aback for a moment, then turned and left.

The smoking man let out a long sigh of relief. If the other party made a move, he would not be able to stop him. Fortunately, he was more determined to follow, otherwise the group of subordinates would probably bring back a corpse.

"Take it back!" the man said coldly to the night sky, and turned back the way he had come.

After this time, he believed that this woman Song Hui would not run away again.

The best way to control a person is to break all the other's hopes and illusions.

The man chuckled, it seems that the young master is still powerful, so he just asked himself to take over this matter, hoping that his methods will not be too strong, this woman still has the ability to bear it.

(End of this chapter)