Chapter 124: Transformation into a Butterfly
“Ah…ah…”
Bai Qingfeng's angry roar was heard from the room.
With his bare chest, he swung a chair and smashed it against the coffee table, which broke into pieces in an instant.
The two waitresses curled up on the ground were already shaking with fear, kneeling down and kowtowed repeatedly begging for forgiveness.
Bai Qingfeng slumped on the sofa, panting heavily. He lit a cigar and took several deep puffs, but still couldn't get rid of his irritability.
That woman actually took off his white shirt and put it on herself in public.
Then, in front of everyone, he beat him, stripped him of his clothes, and walked away in a swagger.
Bai Qingfeng's eyes were bloodshot. He had never felt so aggrieved in his thirty years of life.
Not only did she accuse him of hiring someone to bully her, but he was also stripped of his clothes by a woman for the first time.
But it was also such a woman. Looking at her arrogant and stubborn appearance, he had no way to do anything to her.
Brother Wu rushed over after hearing the news. He glanced at the two women shivering on the ground waiting to be dealt with, and quickly called out to the black-clad attendant beside him, "Strip these two women and throw them outside!"
As the women screamed and begged for mercy, several followers were about to grab the two women from the ground, but were interrupted by Bai Qingfeng.
"Leave them here! Get out!"
The two women who had been crying for a long time felt as if they had been pardoned after hearing this, thinking they had escaped punishment, but Brother Wu's face changed drastically, and cold sweat slowly broke out on his forehead.
The door slammed shut.
A woman's shrill scream was heard from inside, and the people outside all felt their scalps tingle and were terrified.
These people, including Brother Wu, have accompanied Bai Qingfeng through all the ups and downs.
They all saw with their own eyes Bai Qingfeng struggling forward through the thorns, his hands covered in blood.
In that cannibalistic wealthy family.
He planned every step carefully, using his illegitimate brother as bait, and forced the mistress who killed his mother to death in the bed of a strange man.
The blood stained the entire bed red.
But he still did not let go of the dying mistress, and forced the woman to watch her son being strangled in front of her before she died.
In the following years, every time his father supported an illegitimate child, that illegitimate child and his mother would disappear from this world.
In the past, they had seen Bai Qingfeng’s crazy and ferocious appearance like a Shura.
In the following years, until Mr. Bai could no longer make any effort, Bai Qingfeng was the only son left.
The young man with blood on his hands gradually transformed into a noble young man as white as his surname.
They thought that the devil-like killer had died long ago, but now he has awakened again. It is like a guillotine hanging over their heads, which may fall at any time.
The door opened again.
Bai Qingfeng has changed into white clothes again, and his mood seems to have calmed down a lot compared to before.
He took the towel handed to him by Brother Wu and wiped his hands, glanced at him up and down, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to follow Yanyan in the future, you take care of the two people in there."
Brother Wu stiffened his shoulders and bowed his head in response. Seeing that unruly figure gradually fade away, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the blood on the floor of the room...
On the street, the summer wind suddenly blew, and the whole street was covered with rain of locust flowers.
The milky white petals were scattered all over the streets and alleys like heavy snow.
A young man at the corner of the alley was playing the most popular song "XXX Evening in the Suburbs" under the quiet street lights.
Like the flow of time, and like the bursting of passion.
Petals and music collide in the night sky.
All the tenacity and vigor between heaven and earth are growing, transforming little by little towards that place in the heart.
Be able to overcome all obstacles and move forward courageously.
Locust flowers fell on Meng Shuyue's shoulders, and the summer breeze blew up her waist-length black hair.
The long shirt was tied around her waist, and the wind blew through her back, making her look like a flying white butterfly, dancing against the wind.
Song Shixuan's pleading voice was beside her, but she seemed to be completely deaf to it and walked forward with a firm look in her eyes.
"Shuyue, I'm sorry. We had planned to find someone to bully you, but I didn't find those two women. Please believe me."
"Today is your birthday. I bought you a cake and sent it to your store. Can I take you back to the store?"
"Shuyue, please don't be like this. I'm so worried when you do this. I won't do that again, okay? I just ask you to ignore me..."
Song Shixuan talked on and on all the way.
Until he found out that Meng Shuyue actually brought him to the Song family, where he had not been back for a long time.
Crossing the yard, Meng Shuyue walked in front and headed straight for the brightly lit living room.
There was laughter coming from the TV in the living room.
"Bang!"
Meng Shuyue pushed the door open and walked in.
For the first few hours, she played the role of a turtle.
Because of the words “I don’t like her”, I became the weak one in the marriage.
But from now on, she is just the evil ghost who came back from a tragic death in her previous life.
Whoever steps on her into the mud, she will push him into hell.
In the spacious and bright living room, Shen Ting was eating melon seeds while watching TV and chatting with the absent-minded Shen Jinxiao beside her, and Song Tingzong was holding the newspaper motionless as if he was in a trance.
Seeing the door suddenly pushed open with force, the three of them looked at Meng Shuyue and Song Shixuan at the door.
"Shi Xuan, you're back!"
The melon seeds in Shen Ting's hand slipped, and she rubbed her eyes, thinking she was dizzy. When she stood up and looked at her baby son, her eyes were already red.
It wasn't until she saw Meng Shuyue standing next to Song Shixuan that the excitement on her face instantly turned into anger, "Why did you bring her back? You didn't bring her back and say you wanted to marry her, did you? Song Shixuan, are you crazy..."
Without waiting for her to finish.
Meng Shuyue had already rushed to Shen Ting and slapped her in the face.
Everyone was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.
It wasn't until she was still not satisfied and raised her hand to slap Shen Ting again that they all reacted.
Song Shixuan grabbed Meng Shuyue's hand, his eyes full of surprise, "Why did you hit my mother?"
Song Tingzong was also shocked and angry. He protected his wife behind him and accused her, "Xiao Meng, even though my three children have a grudge against us because of you, I always think you are a good child, but why did you hit someone?"
"I hit her!"
Meng Shuyue gritted her teeth and looked past Shen Ting and looked at Shen Jinxiao who was sitting behind her.
"I beat her for having the nanny attack my son, turning him into a fool. I beat her for falsely accusing my father-in-law of pushing me, causing me to bear the infamy!"
"Not only that, I beat her up for lying to me for three years even though she knew her brother was still alive, making me a shunned husband and my children!"
The sonorous and powerful voice echoed throughout the living room. Every word was heart-wrenching, carrying with it all the grievances and resentment she had suffered over the past three years.
Shen Ting opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Meng Shuyue.
"You must be thinking that the child I gave birth to is not from your Song family, and that I caused the relationship between you and your son to become estranged. You deserve all this suffering, right?"
"I'm telling you, Shen Ting, I, Meng Shuyue, swear to heaven that even if Shen Jinxiao and I divorce, no matter your eldest son, second son, or youngest son, I will never have any contact with them in my life!"
"If I break this oath, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"
At the door.
Song Shijing had just returned from the hospital and was standing at the door.
On the stairs, Song Shiyu walked down the stairs holding the handrail. His face turned pale and he missed a step and rolled down.
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