Chapter 30 Can You Just Die?
Song Zhaojing's words directly ignited Song Wei's anger.
She grabbed the garbage on the ground and threw it at Song Zhaojing. All the grievances she had suffered at the Shen family tonight burst out, and she angrily cursed: "Can you please die! If it weren't for you, how could I have been kicked out by the Shen family!"
Song Zhaojing got mad when the foul-smelling garbage hit him. He smashed the mouse angrily and walked towards Song Wei.
He glared at Song Wei with an extremely evil look, then came over and slapped her in the face.
A crisp slapping sound was heard, and Song Wei was slapped so hard that she couldn't stand steadily. Her ears were buzzing and her whole head was dizzy.
Song Zhaojing gritted his teeth and angrily scolded: "You are incompetent and can't even handle a man. What are you going crazy for here?"
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be able to get your parents' pension back. It would have been swallowed up by the Shen family long ago!"
"Now, it's fine if you don't thank me, but you're blaming me."
Song Wei covered her face, raised her head and looked at her second uncle in front of her with resentment.
Song Zhaojing scolded, "What are you looking at? Instead of being so arrogant, you might as well think about how to catch Shen Que, the son-in-law. Your parents' pension is not much left. If you don't want to live on the streets, be quick."
Hearing this, Song Wei's eyes widened and she said in disbelief, "30 million, it's only been a short time and you've already spent it all? That's my parents' pension, not yours!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the second slap came.
"Your parents are my elder brother and his wife, and their pension is mine! How can a little girl like you be qualified to take this money?"
Song Wei bit her lip tightly, and the resentment she had accumulated towards her second uncle suddenly burst out.
"It's mine! It's mine! Give me back the money, you hear me!"
"I bought this house too. You have no right to live here."
"Get out!"
Her voice was shrill, her hands were waving, and she kept tearing at Song Zhaojing.
But the next second, Song Zhaojing grabbed her hair and pressed her against the wall.
"You're itchy, little girl?"
Song Zhaojing was about to teach Song Wei a lesson, but due to her struggle, her clothes became a little messy and the buttons on her collar were unbuttoned at some point.
Song Zhaojing, who was already tall, saw a patch of snow-white skin and faintly visible ravines when he lowered his eyes.
In an instant, a stream of qi and blood gushed out of the body.
Song Zhaojing's originally angry eyes were gradually covered by lust.
He pinched Song Wei's shoulders and pressed her against the wall, while his other hand dropped down and tried to lift up her skirt.
"You haven't been able to deal with Shen Que for so long, is it because you have no experience? If so, then Second Uncle will teach you today."
Like the devil's whisper, Song Wei's anger dissipated instantly, replaced by intense fear.
She was horrified and asked, "What are you going to do?!"
Song Zhaojing chuckled, "What? Of course, I'm going to teach you how to serve a man, so that you can serve Shen Que well."
As he spoke, the pair of smelly hands had already gently stroked Song Wei's thighs.
With such close contact, Song Wei's nostrils were filled with the foul odor of Song Zhaojing.
She suppressed her hatred and kept pushing him: "Song Zhaojing, you bastard! I'm your niece, how can you do this to me!"
"What about my niece? As long as she doesn't have a child, it's fine. It's a bargain for others anyway, so why not let me enjoy it first?"
"Xiao Wei, you have to study hard. This can help you."
Song Zhaojing spoke some inhuman words and his hands moved more urgently.
After all, Song Wei looks very similar to her mother. Song Zhaojing had imagined his sister-in-law before, but now facing someone who looks like her, he simply lost his mind.
Song Wei was really scared.
She struggled and screamed desperately.
Suddenly, an urgent and rough knock on the door interrupted Song Zhaojing's actions.
"What are you making so much noise for in the middle of the night? Can't you let me rest? Can you have some manners?" the person outside the door shouted angrily.
Song Wei also took the opportunity to break free from Song Zhaojing's shackles.
She quickly adjusted her state and opened the door: "Sorry, we will pay attention."
The people outside saw that she was a little girl and looked inside tentatively.
However, Song Wei only opened the door a little, blocking Song Zhaojing behind her.
"Be more careful next time. If you disturb others again, I will call the police."
"Okay, I'll pay attention."
Song Wei was very grateful to the neighbor who knocked on the door. If it weren't for him, she would have probably been abused by her second uncle who was worse than a beast.
Therefore, she was not annoyed at all when faced with the man's warning.
After the man left, Song Wei walked out immediately, not giving Song Zhaojing the chance to do evil again.
Inside the door, Song Zhaojing was a little disappointed, but he also regained some of his rationality. He put his hands on his chest and looked at her with a sly smile on his face.
Said: "What a pity."
Song Wei was angry and frightened, and her whole body was shaking.
"You beast!" she cursed in a hoarse voice.
Song Zhaojing smiled nonchalantly, with that disgusting lust still in his eyes.
Seeing this, Song Wei didn't dare to stay any longer and turned around and left as if escaping.
She ran out of the community in one breath, only to find that it was drizzling.
Thinking back to the horrible experience just now, and thinking about how cold Shen Que was to her tonight, Song Wei felt a surge of hatred in her heart.
"Meng Zhiyi, why did you show up and destroy everything I have? If it weren't for you, I could stay in the Shen family forever!"
"Meng Zhiyi!"
"Meng Zhiyi!"
Song Wei gritted her teeth and repeated the three words "Meng Zhiyi".
"A-choo."
In the dormitory, Meng Zhiyi, who was already lying down, sneezed, then turned over and rubbed his nose.
"Who's thinking about me in the middle of the night?"
After a mumble, she fell into a deep sleep.
Ever since Shen Que officially announced his relationship with Meng Zhiyi, the two of them can always be seen going in and out of the school together.
The crowd of onlookers also gradually accepted this indisputable fact from their initial discomfort.
The god who sat high on the clouds in their hearts was pulled down from the altar by a fool.
That day, after Meng Zhiyi finished her last class, she went back to the dormitory to pack some things and prepared to go home for the weekend.
She had to go back and show her presence in front of the Meng family.
As soon as she went downstairs, she saw Shen Que waiting for her on the roadside.
At the same time, the voices of Ding Yue and Song Wei were heard from behind.
Meng Zhiyi turned around and narrowed her eyes slightly when she saw the haggard Song Wei.
[Oh, you look so haggard that even I can't help but feel sorry for you. ]
[It makes sense that Shen Que would chase his wife to the crematorium later. Song Wei was so sad, but he didn't care at all. ]
When Shen Que came over, he heard Meng Zhiyi saying some unrealistic things again.
He didn't even look at Song Wei, and came to Meng Zhiyi's side: "Let's go, I'll take you home first."
Song Wei also looked up at this moment, and her eyes were full of grievance and sadness when she looked at Shen Que.
Meng Zhiyi's eyes rolled and she was about to say something when Shen Que had already predicted her next move and took the lead in reaching out to hold her hand.
"The ice cream I bought for you is melting."
Having said that, he took her away.
Meng Zhiyi's attention was diverted instantly, but she still looked arrogant: "If it's gone, buy me a new one! This is your failure as a boyfriend."
Shen Que: "Okay, I'll buy you a new one."
Song Wei listened to the conversation between the two, and the last bit of hope in her eyes disappeared.
She lowered her eyes, with a sinister look in them, and said to Ding Yue beside her: "Yueyue, can you help me?"