His Vengeful Ex-Wife

Wen Mingzhu was held by Tang Shi and sent to the hospital. That night, his shirt was red with blood, and the smell of rust was full of blood in the whole room.

Wen Lizhi felt that he was ignorant in the whole process. All kinds of sounds were buzzing in his brain, and he had all kinds of ideas.

He thought that he could torture Wen Mingzhu endlessly until the end of his life, but he never thought that Wen Mingzhu would end the whole crime in such a decisive way.

Wen Mingzhu committed suicide.

Before that, Wen Lizhi couldn't imagine.

Because Wen Mingzhu is a fragile and easily injured woman. She has lived a life of terror. How can she vent her anger by hurting herself?

This woman, isn't she terrified of pain?

Why Why do you do this?

Wen Li couldn't think of an answer, and he didn't know why he would be like this. When he saw Wen Mingzhu lying in a pool of blood, his heart was beating wildly, even involved in severe pain.

It's good to die It's a relief to die.

So why is he sad?

Looking up at the long hospital corridor, Wen Mingzhu felt that at this moment, the hospital corridor was like a bloody mouth, swallowing all the breath of life bit by bit.

Tang Shi is standing outside the operating room with her back against the wall and her head down.

Wen Lizhi felt that his throat was dry and dumb. What he said was extremely low. "How can you think that Wen Mingzhu can't open it?"

Tang Shi holds her hands on her chest, and the woman's chin is thin but firm. When she raises her face, her eyes are full of sharp irony. "After living with Wen Mingzhu for so long, don't you feel the more and more desperate atmosphere on her body?"

Wen Lizhi's body was stiff by the rhetorical question of Tang poetry, and then he said, "to tell you the truth, I didn't think of it at all."

"You surprise me, too." With a sneer on his lips, Tang Shi said, "how can you say so frankly about indifference and heartlessness. Wenlizhi, that's your sister at least

Wenlizhi, that's your sister!

Tang poetry this sentence with me like into the heart of Wen Li Zhi, followed by the man changed his face, suddenly clenched his fingers.

Sister?

What kind of sister is she?

She's a substitute at best The real woman died two years ago No bones!

Wen Lizhi didn't say these words. After all, some of the contents involved secrets that their family couldn't say. But the more so, the more terrible Tang Shi felt about the man in front of him.

At this time, he can still maintain such a sense, so how hard is his heart?

Tang Shi couldn't speak and walked away, "to tell you the truth, I'm an outsider at most for the feelings between Wen Mingzhu and you. In fact, it's none of my business."

After a pause, she continued, "I rushed here today because I noticed something wrong with Wen Mingzhu's mood. She called me and the content was very negative. I came to Wen's house for a look because I was afraid of her accident. If I didn't come..."

If Tang poetry doesn't come.

Wen Lizhi's eyes suddenly became cold.

Tang Shi sneered, and his voice stabbed Wen Lizhi's body like a knife. "Wen Lizhi, then you can wait to collect Wen Mingzhu's body."