Chen Yan watched Su Wei's back disappear and sneered. He was indeed a fool with only a pretty face but no brains.
When Su Wei walked out of the door, the panic on her face disappeared without a trace. She slowly walked to the door of Wang Po's house, looked at Hu Wen who was knocking on the door and said, "Don't knock. The door hasn't been opened for such a long time. Wang Po may not be at home."
As soon as Hu Wen saw her, his anger disappeared instantly.
"Xiao Wei..."
Su Wei couldn't bear to watch and pointed the way: "Let's go get some water."
Hu Wen looked at her face, his whole body softened, and he stammered, "Well... well... I'll go now."
After Hu Wen left, Su Wei took a look at Wang Po's house and walked back slowly.
When she reached the door, she took a deep breath and looked up again, a look of panic on her face.
"Brother Yan, thank you for reminding me. I will go up the mountain now to see if there is any suitable place."
Her face was pale and her lips were bloodless. She was really scared.
Chen Yan didn't say anything. Before Su Wei went out, he met Hu Wen who was coming back with water. Hu Wen happily poured the water into the water tank.
"Thank you very much." Su Wei gave him two cents as wages and returned the fish he brought to him.
Hu Wen frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Everything Wang Po said before was a lie. I'm already married, so it's impossible for me to be with you..." Before Su Wei finished speaking, Hu Wen said anxiously: "It would be possible if Chen Yan died..."
Su Wei “…”
This time she really felt a little sympathy for Chen Yan.
You have no talent but you still find a beautiful wife. Now everyone wants to kill you and take your place...
Su Wei felt a little sympathetic towards herself. The original owner had the guts but no brains, while she had neither the heart nor the courage. Perhaps one day, she would be killed by Chen Yan just because of a word from those wild men outside...
So Su Wei looked at Hu Wen seriously and slapped him in the face.
"Shut up."
Hu Wen was stunned for a moment, and his ears turned even redder.
Su Wei: "..."
I wonder if this slap in his face will satisfy him...
"Chen Yan is my husband. Don't say such things from now on, and don't bother me, otherwise I will go to the government to sue you for molesting a decent woman..."
She threatened coldly, but Hu Wen touched his face, his eyes fixed on Su Wei's hand. Su Wei's hand was white, long, and thin, like a white onion. Moreover, her strength was too weak, and it hurt a little when she hit his face, but it was more of an itch...
"Did you hear me?" Su Wei was speechless. Was the man in front of him sick? Just as he finished thinking this, he heard Hu Wen's face blushing and asked, "Can you...can you hit me again?"
Su Wei: "..."
After finally getting rid of Hu Wen, Su Wei walked to Chen Yan's door.
"Chen Yan, I'm coming in."
Chen Yan naturally didn't say anything. Su Wei was about to push the door open, but when he thought of the fact that he might have been hiding at the door that day, he became alert. So he picked up a stick and gently opened the door, then met Chen Yan's eyes who was sitting on the bed.
Chen Yan showed no expression, and Su Wei breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he probably didn't hear what Hu Wen said.
"Um... let's discuss how to deal with Wang Po's body?" Su Wei looked silly, perhaps even a little nervous. Chen Yan noticed that she was breathing a little fast, and her chest was shaking...
Chen Yan looked away in disgust: "Didn't I tell you to go to the back mountain and dig a hole and bury it."
Su Wei said pitifully, "But it's freezing cold now. I'm a weak woman and I can't dig a pit. What if someone finds me..."
Of course Chen Yan knew, so he looked at Su Wei and said, "I don't care, you killed him."
Su Wei “…”
The original owner wasn't human. You're a real dog too...
"But I did it to save you..."
"Save me?" Chen Yan seemed to have heard a huge joke. He frowned and said to Su Wei with malice in his eyes, "Didn't you two want to kill me together, but ended up fighting among yourselves, so... you accidentally killed Wang Po?"
Su Wei: "..."
Language is indeed a fucking art.
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