Meng Sheng pulled his hand back in annoyance and looked at him steadily.
Tears still welled up in his eyes as he sneered.
The tone was like ice chips falling into his lungs, "Okay, since you said it's a medicine to replenish qi and blood, do you dare to let me take these drinks for testing?"
She pointed at the juice on the counter, "You! Dare!?!"
Shang Boyu's heart was beating wildly, his lungs were in severe pain, and his fingertips were trembling.
The hatred and anger in her eyes swept over him like a tide, making it impossible for him to breathe.
He opened his mouth, but all the words seemed to be stuck in his throat.
In the end, I couldn't say anything.
Does he dare?
Of course not!
He knew better than anyone what the white powder was.
And this half minute of silence is enough to explain the problem.
Meng Sheng took a step back in despair and pain.
Tears also fell, and after a while, she laughed sadly a few times, "This is the man I have trusted with my heart for six years!
"Haha, Shang Boyu, I never thought you would be so cruel! How blind and stupid I was to marry someone as ruthless, hypocritical and vicious as you!"
The love and hatred at this moment were like a double-edged sword, stabbing into his heart and drawing blood immediately.
The incandescent light in the kitchen seemed brighter than the sun outside, exposing all his defenses.
Shang Boyu was completely panicked.
"Shengsheng, no, no, I can explain. I just can't bear to leave you and can't live without you. I don't mean to hurt you, I..."
But Meng Sheng was annoyed and didn't have the patience to listen to him any further.
She laughed sarcastically, "After what years, why should I sacrifice myself to help you Shang Jia?! Shang Boyu, we are getting divorced.
If you don't divorce, then we will sue each other until you get a divorce!"
After that, she pointed in the direction of the door angrily and ordered them to leave, "Get out! Get out! I feel dirty if I look at you for even one more second now!"
dirty?
Do you think it’s dirty just by looking at it?
Shang Boyu was stunned.
He felt that Meng Sheng had ruthlessly pulled out the sharp knife that was stabbed in his heart, letting the blood flow.
But soon, something hidden in the biting cold wind blew towards his heart.
Soon his empty heart was filled.
But it's swollen and painful.
His tears welled up and he tried desperately to hold her tightly in his hands.
But it's like holding sand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it flows away.
He begged humbly, "Shengsheng, I was wrong, I really love you, please give me another chance..."
Meng Sheng's eyes revealed disgust and resentment, as well as a hint of disappointment that he couldn't ignore. "Your love is too dirty, I don't need it! Get out!"
He is so vicious!
Who can bear this kind of suffocating and deadly love?
if……
How nice it would be if I could go back to the time before I met him?
She really regretted meeting him.
Shang Boyu stood there, refusing to move, with more and deeper traces of tears on his face.
Meng Sheng had lost his last bit of patience and didn't want to continue to tangle with him.
A fire of rage burned in her chest, so fierce that it threatened to burn away all her rationality and clarity in an instant.
She reached out and pushed him out the door, throwing the desserts he brought on him.
"Don't let me see you again!"
After saying this coldly, she ignored Shang Boyu's pale and embarrassed face and slammed the door shut with a bang.
I don’t know if it’s because she was too immersed in the play, or... because she was a character in the play herself.
Her emotions were indeed affected by the acted despair.
Aren't those words of resentment and regret also from the bottom of one's heart?
Tears froze on her face, and the taut string seemed to be showing signs of breaking.
This drama, which has lasted for four months, has now come to an end.
Suddenly, a gray-black checkered handkerchief was stretched out to me, and it was held by a slender hand like jade with distinct joints.
The familiar deep and clear voice was heard in my ears, "Wipe your face."
Meng Sheng was stunned, slowly turned his head, staring at the man in front of him, tears in his eyes slowly fell as his eyelashes blinked.
Pei Sui looked at the tear marks on her cheeks, and the hand holding the handkerchief moved hesitantly, but did not move any further.
It just so happened that Meng Sheng took the handkerchief.
The handkerchief is made of pure cotton and has a soft texture. When you touch it with your fingertips, it brings a slight coolness.
"Thank you very much."
She moved her lips, but couldn't muster a smile.
As if she felt it was embarrassing to be seen crying, she turned her face away and wiped it roughly with a handkerchief.
Seeing from the video on the doorbell on the wall that Shang Boyu was still standing outside the door, she frowned.
He paused and looked back at Pei Sui, "He hasn't left yet. I may need to trouble Pei Sui to stay for a while. Sorry for taking up your time."
Pei Sui nodded, as if he didn't care much about the time. He glanced at her bloodshot eyes and went back to the living room with her.
"What did you and Shang Boyu just argue about?" It made you so emotional and overwhelmed.
The second half of the sentence was blocked in his mouth.
Not said.
The door of the study was well soundproofed, and he could only vaguely hear Meng Sheng's voice.
At that time, I thought something had happened to her, so I opened the door slightly, and then I heard Meng Sheng say, "This is the man I have sincerely entrusted to for six years."
He frowned slightly, not knowing the truth, nor whether she was acting, so he closed the door again.
Afraid of disrupting her plans.
Hearing this, Meng Sheng clenched the handkerchief in his hand, his fingertips turned slightly white, and his tone was relatively calm, "He is drugging me."
Pei Sui's deep and indifferent Danfeng eyes flashed with a trace of astonishment, and then a hint of coldness appeared, "Drug?!"
Meng Sheng smiled at him bitterly, "Isn't it funny? Ridiculous?"
Pei Sui frowned and pursed his thin lips.
But he didn't know how to comfort her, so he thought about it and asked, "Where did he put the drug? Can we get evidence?"
Meng Sheng walked into the kitchen and pointed at the juice stain and a small transparent bag.
“Are there things like disposable cups?”
Meng Sheng nodded, opened the cabinet door, and took out a disposable cup for him.
Pei Sui took it, half bent down, and gently scraped the juice on the countertop into the cup.
She knew that he was collecting evidence.
I heard him ask again, "Is there a video of him administering the drug?"
"No."
Pei Sui came at the right time. Besides, she had no idea how Shang Boyu would drug her, and she didn't prepare the camera in the kitchen in advance.
Pei Sui took a tissue from the dining table and threw the small transparent bag into the disposable cup.
"I will send the juice and the white powder in the bag for inspection. However..."
He thought for a moment and said, "Besides what you witnessed with your own eyes, there is no other substantial evidence. If I call the police, he will easily turn around and say that I have framed him."
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