Wen Shengsheng lazily raised her eyes: "I'm lucky to be alive."
Meng Qiqi scoffed, "You have a relationship with Ji Wensheng, Wen Shengsheng, you're such a shameless person."
"And you? Are you a slut? A slut who got beaten up?"
"you--"
Enraged, Meng Qiqi retorted, "How long do you think you'll live, Wen Shengsheng? Just wait and see how I deal with you!"
"Then I'll wait and see." Wen Shengsheng glanced at her arrogant expression and said lightly, "Oh, by the way, how's your life lately? Have you been beaten up again? Has your husband's illegitimate son caused you any trouble? Well, even if he has, it's understandable, since your husband is his biological father. As his stepmother, you should discipline him more."
"Shut up!" Meng Qiqi's eyes were vicious. "Wen Shengsheng, stop pretending. Don't forget who ruined me!"
Wen Shengsheng casually fiddled with her fingernails, glancing at her with a half-smile: "Of course, it's your own fault."
"..."
Seeing Wen Shengsheng's arrogant demeanor, Meng Qiqi couldn't help but grit her teeth and ask, "Wen Shengsheng, did you foresee this day coming?"
Wen Shengsheng smiled: "Are you allowed to scheme against me, but I'm not allowed to fight back?"
"you……"
Wen Shengsheng smiled faintly: "Meng Qiqi, don't blame me for not reminding you, you can only be Ling Zhiyan's wife in this life. From the moment you married into the Ling family, you will never be able to leave the Ling family."
Meng Qiqi glared at her hatefully: "You framed me, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up like this!" She couldn't even get a divorce.
The two companies are not only involved in business.
The most terrifying rule in the Ling family is that divorce is absolutely forbidden for any member of the family, unless the person is widowed!
"Framed?" Wen Shengsheng sneered, "Meng Qiqi, if you hadn't provoked me first, would I have bothered to break ties with you?"
"You dare to threaten me? Wen Shengsheng, I'd like to see who suffers first."
As soon as she finished speaking, two men suddenly walked into Wen Shengsheng's hospital room.
A tall, handsome man, dressed in a black suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, exuded an aristocratic elegance, refined and aloof. His brows revealed a sharp edge, and his deep, dark eyes were like icy pools, radiating a chill that made people hesitate to approach.
Ling Zhiyan!
His leg is healed.
A hint of disgust flashed in Wen Shengsheng's eyes.
Meng Qiqi was filled with fear at Ling Zhiyan's sudden appearance.
"Ayan... what brings you here?"
“I’ve come to take you home.” Ling Zhiyan looked at him.
Meng Qiqi's legs suddenly trembled.
The smile on her face was stiff.
Ling Zhiyan pretended not to see it.
"Ayan... let's go then."
"Go and get Ling Yi the medicine."
"And what about you?"
Ling Zhiyan looked at Meng Qiqi with gentle eyes, and she immediately lowered her head in fright.
Feeling uneasy, Meng Qiqi quickly left the ward.
Meng Qiqi's expression was particularly interesting after she went outside.
Why is Ayan here?
Could it be that he was also bewitched by that bitch Wen Shengsheng?
Even if it's a man she doesn't want, he can't like Wen Shengsheng!
In the ward.
Wen Shengsheng said calmly, "Third Young Master Ling, is there something you need?"
He remained silent and stepped forward.
"My leg is healed."
Upon hearing his nonsensical remark, Wen Shengsheng looked up and coldly replied, "Congratulations."
"Miss Wen, don't you have anything to say?"
"What does Young Master Ling want to hear?"
She looked at Ling Zhiyan's face; he looked respectable, but unfortunately, he did nothing right.
Ling Zhiyan did not speak.
He sat down in the chair, picked up an orange, and peeled it.
She despises men who commit domestic violence the most!
"Miss Wen, you should have been my wife."
“Be careful what you say. Your wife is Meng Qiqi, and my fiancé is Qin Heming. If you have nothing else to do, please leave. I need to rest.”
He coldly dismissed him, making it very obvious that Wen Shengsheng disliked him.
"You hate me?" Ling Zhiyan asked bluntly.
"It's not so much that I dislike you," Wen Shengsheng said, lowering her eyes. "It's disgust!"
Ling Zhiyan put down the orange, stared at her, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and after a long while, he finally said, "Why?"
He and Wen Shengsheng had no prior connection. For some reason, after Wen Shengsheng learned that he was Ling Zhiyan, her eyes and attitude revealed her dislike for him.
That's why he really wanted to know Wen Shengsheng.
"What does Young Master Ling think?"
She threw the question back at her again.
"I have no idea."
Wen Shengsheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised the corners of her lips: "Young Master Ling is a smart man, he should understand."
Their eyes met, and Ling Zhiyan slowly looked away, saying calmly, "I will find out why you hate me."
"Hmm, whatever."
Wen Shengsheng closed her eyes.
Ling Zhiyan stared at her face for a long time before turning and leaving.
Wen Shengsheng felt uneasy as she opened her eyes again.
Ling Zhiyan suddenly approached. What was he up to?
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Another place.
Ling Zhiyan dragged Meng Qiqi back to their room, and no one who passed by dared to stop them.
They all lowered their heads in fear and trembling!
“Ayan…Ayan…I was wrong, I was really wrong.”
"You are indeed wrong, Meng Qiqi, you want a divorce." Ling Zhiyan gripped her chin expressionlessly.
Meng Qiqi's face turned pale, and she shook her head: "I didn't, I didn't want to divorce you!"
"Do you think I'm stupid, or do you think I'm deaf?"
He did indeed overhear their conversation.
Thump!
Meng Qiqi knelt before him and pleaded, "Ayan, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I love you, I will never leave you."
"you love me?"
Meng Qiqi nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, I love you." Meng Qiqi looked up at the man in front of her.
Tall and handsome, he should have been the best choice for a husband.
These are all illusions!
"Let me see how you love me."
“Ayan…”
"Kneel down, crawl over here, and serve me!"
Ling Zhiyan's gaze, hidden behind his glasses, was filled with desire.
Meng Qiqi dared not refuse and obediently did as she was told, feeling only humiliated.
Her movements were alluring and seductive, just like a cat.
Gradually, Ling Zhiyan took the lead.
He became increasingly ferocious!
Meng Qiqi cried out and pleaded, "Ayan...Ayan, I can't take it anymore!"
"Noisy".
Then, he slapped her across the face, and Meng Qiqi cried out.
Her cries were the trigger for Ling Zhiyan's rage.
Two hours later, Meng Qiqi couldn't even lift her hand.
Her fair face was covered in red swelling.
There wasn't a single good spot on his body!
After finishing everything, Ling Zhiyan got out of bed feeling refreshed.
He glanced at Meng Qiqi, who lay lifeless on the bed, and commented, "Not even half as good as Wen Shengsheng."
These words were like a knife plunged into her heart.
pain--
From the eyes to the whole body.
She was humiliated.
Meng Qiqi clenched her fists, the hatred in her eyes only intensifying!
She made a phone call: "No matter what it takes, I want Wen Shengsheng to be utterly disgraced and suffer a fate worse than death. I just want the result."
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