Chapter 745 Su Miao Extra 17

Jiang Yurou was choked and felt uncomfortable as if her words had been snatched away by someone else.

"I don't mind. After all, you are Hansheng's sister, and weren't we like this two years ago? Nothing has changed." Jiang Yurou smiled wryly.

Su Miao only spoke a few words, and it was hard to tell from her tone, but if you peeled back the words, you could see that every word was mocking Jiang Yurou.

Jiang Yurou is not an idiot. If Song Hansheng can't hear it, can't she hear it too?

She said she wanted to call her sister-in-law but she hadn't been officially promoted yet. She mocked her for not having the rightful title, but even if she was worse off, she was still better than Su Miao.

A labor camp inmate, what was she, Su Miao, to? She was even worse than a prostitute. Prostitutes had a retail price, but she was the kind of thing that no one would want even if she was put on a stall.

How come Su Miao didn't die in prison after two years? And Song Hansheng, has he never learned his lesson? He forgot who stabbed him 29 times and put him in the ICU, and who cared for him day and night?

Jiang Yurou did all this just to change her status. She was Song Hansheng's girlfriend. They had known each other ten years ago and had been engaged for three years. Everyone outside knew that she was Song Hansheng's girlfriend, but they didn't understand why she, the girlfriend who had always been by Song Hansheng's side, had not become Mrs. Song.

Why?

Of course it’s because of Su Miao.

If she hadn't been there, she would have been in this position a long time ago.

Su Miao looked at Jiang Yurou. She was so angry but still pretended to be generous, gentle, virtuous and considerate. Even an old hen laying eggs could not be as patient as her.

"Nothing has changed?" Su Miao repeated Jiang Yurou's words. "Is it really the same? Jiang Yurou, is your leg okay?"

Jiang Yurou's face froze, and the smile on her face disappeared. Su Miao's sinister eyes frightened her and also touched her sore spot.

Two years ago, Jiang Yurou was called out by a text message. The two were sitting in the same car when they had a car accident on the way. No one knew if it was retribution, but the accident cost Jiang Yurou one of her legs, and she became a little cripple.

I'm afraid he's still wearing a prosthetic limb now.

As the saying goes, if you don’t do it, you won’t die.

The car accident was originally arranged by Jiang Yurou. Who would have thought that she was intact, but Jiang Yurou had a leg.

Jiang Yurou was filled with resentment and wanted to frame her, saying that she was the one who arranged the car accident. In order to vent the anger of his lover, Song Hansheng didn't care about the truth of the matter and directly broke Su Miao's leg. He also locked her in the bedroom for two days and two nights, almost killing her with pain.

It was that time that made Su Miao feel hatred towards Song Hansheng. As soon as her leg healed, she stabbed Song Hansheng, sending him to the ICU and herself to prison.

During that period, bad things happened one after another, one after another, as if to torture people to death. If you can survive, you will grow; if you can't, it will be a disaster. Su Miao is still struggling until now, but in fact she also wants to give up.

But think about it, she has never done anything bad in her life and has saved so many people, so why should she die early?

She made up her mind right then and there that she would starve the beast Song Hansheng to death. At least she would live longer than these beasts.

Who would have thought that this beast Song Hansheng was a thousand-year-old bastard who hadn't died yet.

Su Miao is not a saint, and it is impossible for him to say that he does not hate Jiang Yurou. But for this kind of green tea, the more you care and the more angry you are, the happier others are. So what should you do? Of course, you have to be more green tea than her.

Taking the path of green tea will leave green tea with nowhere to go.

Su Miao looked at Jiang Yurou's left leg cautiously. "Nowadays, prosthetic limbs are really well made. When you put on the skirt, it looks just like a real leg. Is it convenient for you to walk? Also, do you have to take off the prosthetic limb before you go to bed with Song Hansheng?"

Jiang Yurou's face turned blue with anger.

The angrier she got at Su Miao, the happier she became. If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend them. If someone offends me, I'll kill her. Anyway, she just didn't want Jiang Yurou and Song Hansheng to have an easy time. Since Song Hansheng brought her back here, she had to make him start a fire in his backyard.

"You don't know, actually Song Hansheng is a leg control. He likes to play with my legs the most on weekdays. Now that you are wearing a prosthetic limb, it's no wonder he doesn't marry you, right, Brother Hansheng." Su Miao approached Song Hansheng, and the last three words were spoken in a voice as sweet as orchid, which made people feel uneasy.

Song Hansheng found it interesting. This was the first time he saw Su Miao like this. It seemed like she was jealous. Could it be that Su Miao cared about him?

Jiang Yurou was very unhappy when she saw that Song Hansheng's attention was completely focused on Su Miao.

"Hansheng." Jiang Yurou called Song Hansheng back to his senses.

Song Hansheng symbolically comforted her with two words: "I don't mean to dislike you. You are my fiancée and will always be. Go in."

Su Miao wanted to laugh out loud after hearing this. If she has always been his fiancée, then she can't be his wife. Song Hansheng is really good at playing word games.

She was sneering when someone suddenly pushed her. Su Miao staggered into the house and looked back at the culprit, Song Hansheng.

"Be careful with your words next time and don't make her angry."

Su Miao sneered, "I'm obviously concerned about her, how did I make her angry? Look, Jiang Yurou doesn't care."

Jiang Yurou turned Song Hansheng's hand from behind and said, "Forget it, let's go in and eat first. I made soup tonight. I don't know if Su Miao will be back, and I don't know if it will be enough for the three of us."

Su Miao volunteered: "Why don't I do it."

"Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. Just behave yourself." Song Hansheng saw through her heart at a glance.

What a pity. I was thinking of making a big hodgepodge, putting together incompatible foods to ensure that they won’t be poisoned to death.

Song Hansheng changed his shoes. Seeing that Su Miao was still standing there, he turned around, opened the shoe cabinet, took out a pair of slippers, and threw them at Su Miao's feet: "Put them on."

Su Miao took a look and saw that they were the slippers she used to wear. During the two years she had been in prison, the shoes she had worn before were kept in better condition than hers. They had not changed at all, and they were still the same as they were then.

Jiang Yurou felt jealous and sour in her heart. She thought that she could warm up Song Hansheng's heart in the two years that Su Miao was away, but she found that this man's heart became even colder after Su Miao was imprisoned.

Except for the slippers, the bedroom that Su Miao lived in before, the clothes he wore, and other things he used were all kept intact.

One time, she just entered Su Miao's room and casually flipped through the book on her desk. Song Hansheng came back and found out. Just because of such a small thing, he questioned her and warned her not to enter Su Miao's room without his permission.

At that time, Jiang Yurou didn't understand the meaning of her staying. She also thought about giving up, but she had already lost a leg. If she lost her love and her position, she would have nothing.