Chapter 757 Su Miao Extra 29
Some things are better to be said alone, and some things are better to be done alone in a place where no one is around.
Su Miao said to the housekeeper, "I'm going to go over there and talk to Jiang Yurou alone. Don't worry, I'll be fine. She won't do anything here. After all, there are surveillance cameras all around, and you're watching."
The housekeeper thought that this was true. Seeing that Jiang Yurou and Song Hansheng's wedding was just around the corner, she should not do anything. Besides, with him watching from afar and the surveillance cameras there, Jiang Yurou would not do anything bad.
The two of them walked away, and Jiang Yurou said directly: "Su Miao, can you leave Han Sheng? I will give you any amount of money you want."
"You have to understand that it's Song Hansheng who can't leave me, not me, Su Miao, who can't leave him. Jiang Yurou, use your brain. Instead of asking me to leave, why not ask Song Hansheng to stop clinging to me? Do you think anyone would like to treat a plate of shit as a dish?"
Jiang Yurou couldn't stand the provocation: "Who are you calling a piece of shit?"
"Whoever you think of in your mind is the one, just pick it out." Su Miao said with a smile, then gently touched his abdomen.
Jiang Yurou watched her movements and her heart suddenly tightened, thinking of a hot search that had recently emerged, saying that Su Miao was pregnant.
"Are you pregnant?"
"That's right." Su Miao admitted openly, "I'm pregnant with Song Hansheng's child, so how much money can you give me to let me leave? Your own money was given by Song Hansheng, so why should I give up this mountain of gold that is Song Hansheng?"
"Su Miao, you are such a slut! Why do you like being the third party and interfering in other people's marriages so much?"
"You said I was the third party? You didn't even know where you were when Song Hansheng and I were getting along? As for marriage, you and Song Hansheng haven't even gotten married yet, so how could there be a marriage, and how could I interfere? Besides..." Su Miao paused, smiling like a green tea, "Now that I'm pregnant, who knows if Song Hansheng will marry you?"
"You..." Jiang Yurou pointed at Su Miao angrily, her pale face turning red.
"What do you mean by 'I'? You don't believe me, right? Okay, I'll let you listen to something." Su Miao took out the mobile phone that he had prepared long ago and played a recording from it.
These were exactly the words she had said to Song Hansheng when she had just found out she was pregnant, but she had slightly edited them.
——"Song Hansheng, have you ever thought about marrying me?"
"I want to marry you, Su Miao."
"Then you are not allowed to contact Jiang Yurou in the future."
"Su Miao, I'm very happy."
"What are you happy about?"
"I'm glad that we have our own child, and I'm glad that you still care about me."
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Jiang Yurou's heart tightened. As each word in the recording was spoken, she felt as if someone was squeezing her neck and it was difficult to breathe. She had known Song Hansheng for so many years and was very familiar with his voice. She could tell whether the recording was real or fake at a glance.
It turns out that Song Hansheng really wants to marry Su Miao.
It turned out that it was Su Miao that Song Hansheng cared about, it was Su Miao that he wanted, and it was Su Miao that he wanted to give birth to a child.
What about her...what is she?
"I don't believe it." Jiang Yurou shook her head and tears fell out. She looked very touching, but it was a pity that the person facing her now was Su Miao, not Song Hansheng. Su Miao would not show mercy to women, she would rather kill their hearts.
"Then why did Song Hansheng suddenly ignore you? He didn't want to see you, didn't want to answer your calls, and even ignored your messages? Haven't you ever thought about the reason? Jiang Yurou, you are really good at deceiving yourself. You said that you prepared for so many years to be unknown by Song Hansheng's side for so long, but in the end, it was all in vain. In the end, didn't you become a stepping stone for me, Su Miao?"
Su Miao approached her step by step. She knew what Jiang Yurou cared about most and what she wanted, and what she wanted to do was to destroy everything Jiang Yurou cared about one by one.
She is a person who holds grudges very much. Being considerate, letting bygones be bygones, and letting bygones be bygones are all impossible for her.
Rather than being a saint, she is more inclined to be a black lotus.
"Jiang Yurou, you said you won the car accident two years ago. I've never understood why you won. Did you win by having your leg amputated? What did you get from having your broken leg other than having Song Hansheng hold my head down and kowtow to you three times?"
Jiang Yurou's face turned pale. The amputation caused by the car accident was the past that she least wanted to talk about. Now that Su Miao had spoken of it without any concealment, she felt her left leg begin to hurt again.
Su Miao continued to mock him, "You're over thirty, you don't have the innocence of a child, nor are you good-looking. Not only are you physically disabled, but your intelligence has also declined. You don't have the abilities commensurate with your age, yet you cling to men like a dodder all day long. If I were you, even with nothing left, I would still choose to maintain my dignity, kindness, and morality, and not let myself be left with nothing, crying out like a pathetic creature."
These words were so sharp that they pierced the heart and belittled Jiang Yurou as if she were worthless.
But could Su Miao be blamed for her vicious words? No, if anyone was to blame, it should be Jiang Yurou herself, who had put her face forward to let her hit her.
Jiang Yurou's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound. Her breathing became disordered, and red bloodshot was spreading under her eyes. Her fingertips dug into the flesh, and upon closer inspection, blood beads were drawn. It was painful just to look at. Looking at the storm slowly gathering under Jiang Yurou's calm eyes, Su Miao was afraid that she would die from anger.
Su Miao's ultimate goal was not to make Jiang Yurou faint from anger. She wanted her to be more assertive, preferably to fly into a rage, get frustrated, and hit someone. It would be best if she could just push her so that the child would fall to the ground and die.
She had a good plan, but Jiang Yurou was not a fool. There were many surveillance cameras here, and she still had some rationality. She would not attack Su Miao here.
"Su Miao, what qualifications do you have to criticize me? How good do you think you can be? With a broken finger, those disgusting scars on your body, and two years in prison, what do you have left? Do you think you can seduce Song Hansheng for the rest of his life?"
Su Miao covered her mouth and smiled: "That's better than some people who want to seduce but can't. You don't have what I don't have, and you may not have what I have."
Su Miao covered her mouth and smiled, revealing only a pair of provocative eyes. When Jiang Yurou looked at her, her pupils suddenly contracted, and something in her eyes quickly cracked.
"If you have time to come here to find me, you might as well go to Song Hansheng and save the wedding you've always dreamed of. Don't choose the ring but never have the chance to wear it. Oh... I forgot, Song Hansheng doesn't even want to see you."
Jiang Yurou's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Her gaze slid down and finally stopped at Su Miao's abdomen. She cursed with hatred, "Su Miao, what I can't have, you can't have either. The bastard in your belly will die sooner or later!"
Okay, I'll wait for you to kill me.
Su Miao gave a meaningful smile.
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