Bitch!
That was many years ago, and she always dressed differently from the girls in school.
Others wore red hairbands, but Chu Yiqing chose black ones. Others wore red clothes, but she wore white in the middle of winter as if she was in mourning, attracting attention.
What's wrong with being rich and powerful? Even the Chairman said that all cadres serve the people. Without the working people, who is Chu Yiqing? What's her family? They are here to serve us, not to flaunt their superiority.
Why does Li Chunlan's braid never fall out whenever she ties it up? Why does Chu Yiqing always have stray hair falling out of her forehead? Is it because the rest of her hair is growing, but that stray hair isn't?
The scheming woman even styles her hair just to seduce Wang Haiyang to tuck her ears behind!
Li Chunlan imagined the scene she had wanted to do back then: cutting off Chu Yiqing's long black hair, piercing her face with scissors, leaving a scar, and seeing if Wang Haiyang still liked her.
From ten years ago, I kept thinking about the first time I followed them last year.
She wanted to rush in, slap Chu Yiqing to death with a few loudspeakers, and tell everyone in the most crowded place:
That woman is not decent and destroys other people's families.
Then Chu Yiqing was paraded through the streets with a worn-out shoe hung on her neck, and everyone accused her, scolded her, and threw rotten eggs at her.
Li Chunlan gritted her teeth in anger, wondering how the times had changed.
How could something that everyone should condemn become something that destroyed her family's good life? She became a shrew in the eyes of those directors and section chiefs for protecting her own family?
Even her husband did something wrong, but he didn't kneel down and beg for forgiveness. Why did she have to beg for forgiveness?
Is there still law? Is there still justice?
Every time Wang Haiyang asked her for a divorce, she wanted to drug Chu Yiqing, beat him up, strip him naked and throw him on the street, wishing Chu Yiqing would die a miserable death.
A thunder came, if God really had eyes, why didn’t he strike Chu Yiqing to death!
Her daughter burned her feet when she was following Wang Haiyang.
What about that damn woman's son? He eats like a fat pig, looks stupid, and acts like a spoiled child, playing with monkeys and learning the piano. Is he worthy?
What good stuff can a dishonest mother give birth to? Pah!
Scene after scene, new and old grudges tore at Li Chunlan's heart layer by layer.
She had only one thought in her mind:
My husband doesn't want me? If I'm not good, you can't expect me to be good either.
I burned your pretty face, I want to see if your man will still be loyal to you? Can you still be so lucky that someone will still care about you after he cheats on you?
I'm afraid that in three to five years, your husband will have to bring his new love home and lie next to you, allowing you to commit sins.
Let you drive your car looking very proud, burn you to death, and let everyone see that you are no longer flattering, but that they feel sick and want to vomit just by looking at your face.
I want you to give birth to a son, so that your son will be ashamed to talk about you, his disfigured mother. You, Chu Yiqing, are no longer President Chu. Without your beauty and wealth, without your husband and son, you will never be as good as me, Li Chunlan, a factory worker like me. You will never be as good as me!
At this moment, Li Chunlan could no longer tell whether it was the woman's intense jealousy that drove her crazy, or Chu Yiqing's destruction of her family that made her unable to forgive him.
The hands that lit the fire were shaking, and there was a blazing fire in his eyes.
Perhaps, in this world, to accomplish anything you need the right time, place and people.
Chu Yiqing, two container owners, and a subordinate walked into the warehouse together as someone wished.
Li Chunlan seized the opportunity to set the fire and calculated the time for Chu Yiqing to enter the warehouse. Her escape route was so perfect.
However, she missed one point...
"Fire! Fire!"
Inside and outside, the small warehouse in the suburbs was filled with heart-wrenching shouts.
Chu Yiqing's eardrums were almost broken by the shouting of the container owner next to him.
A few panicked people rushed to the door first, but a beam fell from above and hit one person's foot, blocking the door.
Chu Yiqing trotted quickly through the black smoke to the back window. Startled by the flames coming from the storefront, she took several steps back, coughing. She covered her nose, her panicked expression evident. This was the source of the fire.
Oh my god, no wonder there is a smell of gasoline in this warehouse. Someone must have secretly poured gasoline in it.
Who was it that deliberately set the fire? This was Chu Yiqing's first reaction, and his heart also skipped a beat.
She clenched her fists and suddenly remembered that there was a window. While running in the flames, she not only shouted "Follow me" to the other two men, but also grabbed the container owner whose toe was hit.
When she reached another window, Chu Yiqing looked back at the large number of containers. Seeing that the fire was about to spread over, she punched the cross-shaped window that was sealed with wooden boards.
It was his men who reacted quickly. Chu Yiqing used his fists and elbows to hit the wood, and his men stepped on the things and kicked them. After one, two, and three kicks, several people smelled fresh air. Of course, the flames were about to burn them.
Chu Yiqing first lifted the fat container owner onto the windowsill. The owner cried out, he was a small business owner, and this time he had to use many connections to get on board the Sihai Group. He had the most samples, and he had the most money: "My box...ah!"
The container owner was kicked off the windowsill by Chu Yiqing and cursed in his heart: Damn it, it doesn’t matter how much money it costs!
The remaining three people jumped down without delay.
Chu Yiqing jumped onto the path outside the warehouse and fell to the ground with her butt. She squinted her eyes and rubbed her ankle. She shouldn't have worn high heels. It was too much of a hassle. This was her first reaction after escaping. When she was helped up by her men, she was still calm. She wiped the black dust off her face with her arm and said sternly: "Check it for me!"
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