The sharp cold light stabbed towards Lu Huaijing with hatred and sharpness.
But just when the needle was about to hit the man, there was a knock on the door.
Nan Yan glanced coldly at the man on the bed, and finally put away the silver needle.
It's not because she can't kill Lu Huaijing, but because his sins have not been atoned for yet.
The absurdity of last night made Nan Yan extremely ashamed.
She fumbled with her wallet and threw down a wad of money.
I picked up the paper and pen on the table and scribbled down a paragraph.
"Thank you Mr. Lu for your service last night. This is the service fee - but your skills are really poor!"
After writing it, I threw it directly on the bedside table.
She walked straight out, and there was a clothes delivery person at the door.
Nan Yan expressionlessly put on a coat to cover up the ambiguous marks on her neck, and then walked towards the elevator.
A series of actions were completed in one go, without any hesitation.
Even the hotel room door was not closed for the man.
After the person disappeared, a familiar figure appeared at the corner of the corridor.
Song Yihuan was pushed by Song Fei to appear. Her eyes were already red, and she almost lost her mind with anger.
Especially when she saw Alina appearing with traces of ambiguity, her teeth almost broke!
"What's going on? Why was it Alina last night? Didn't I ask Gu Rou'er to notify me?"
Song Yihuan gritted her teeth and asked, her face darkened and distorted.
Song Fei was also frightened. She kept dialing a number, but it kept showing that no one was answering.
"Still unable to contact, Miss Song. It seems that Gu Rou'er also failed..."
She carefully reported the situation to Song Yihuan, who was already on the verge of collapse and rage.
"Cha, you must catch that woman back to me, I must kill her!"
Song Yihuan shouted hoarsely. Looking at the ajar door, she still couldn't control herself and controlled the wheelchair to walk towards the room.
Opening the door, the traces of last night's confusion and absurdity were so clear, and even the air was filled with a lingering ambiguity.
Song Yihuan's whole body was cold and she could hardly control her emotions. It wasn't until she opened the bedroom door and saw the man on the bed that she almost collapsed and began to cry.
She slowly came to the man's bedside and looked at the sleeping face with pure facial features. Her body couldn't help but want to tremble.
At this moment, Song Yihuan's eyes fell on the bedside table.
The pink banknote is very dazzling, and there is actually a note on it?
Song Yihuan became excited and was about to reach out and take it to take a closer look, but by chance, the handsome and handsome man suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.
The big hand with clear joints grabbed her wrist.
Song Yihuan was suddenly startled and turned her head to look along the hand, just in time to see the man's cold black eyes.
At this time, Lu Huaijing was sitting next to the bed with his upper body naked.
But that strong body was full of traces of having sex last night.
The scratches and bite marks directly stung Song Yihuan's eyes.
"Ajing..."
Her voice was filled with grief.
But Lu Huaijing's eyes only glanced over her body, and then fell on the note.
He frowned, then picked up the note and took a look at it.
His expression became obviously depressed.
"Ah Jing!"
Seeing Lu Huaijing ignoring her, Song Yihuan felt extremely uncomfortable!
She raised her voice angrily and couldn't help but ask: "Ajing, you...did you... last night..."
"yes."
A word of affirmation instantly plunged Song Yihuan into great despair.
She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, her beautiful eyes instantly filled with tears.
"Ajing, why are you doing this to me? I am your fiancée and Shijiu's mother——"
"In the past five years, it seems that I have never said that I want to marry you."
The man's voice didn't have any warmth, and his harsh words seemed to be a reference to Song Yihuan.
Her pupils trembled in astonishment, and her face turned pale.
"Ah Jing, we are already married and have children. Ah Jing, I love you so much and have been in a wheelchair for five years because of you. Why on earth did you do this to me!"
Song Yihuan almost collapsed.
In the past five years, everything has been her one-man show.
She tried her best to maintain the appearance of respectability, but Lu Huaijing, he would rather sleep with other people's women than touch her!
Song Yihuan once thought that as long as she got rid of Gu Nanyan, she would be able to sit back and relax, but the sudden appearance of Alina made her collapse even more.
A person who can heal her legs, a woman with a strong background, is not as easy to deal with as Gu Nanyan!
In order to drive away Gu Nanyan, she had already sacrificed one of her legs. Now she faced Alina, and she was beaten to pieces before she even showed her trump card.
This is simply a losing battle.
"I have asked you several times about what happened back then, but have you ever told the truth?"
Lu Huaijing's cold voice interrupted her cry.
He asked coldly and sternly: "You deliberately hugged me in front of Nan Yan to prevent me from going forward to save her; you engineered a pregnancy, and even spread rumors that we were getting married, car accidents, kidnappings, Song Yihuan, all these are really related to Don’t you have anything to do with it? Are you... really innocent? "
When the last words of questioning came out, Song Yihuan was completely cold.
The last trace of blood gradually faded from her face. She bit her lip and her voice trembled: "So, you...you have always doubted me? Why, even after I have explained so much, why do you still not believe me?"
"What about recently?"
Lu Huaijing interrupted her directly and asked sternly: "Why did you go to see Lu Weiyan when Shijiu was kidnapped? Regarding Alina, you lied to me to go to your birthday party. This happened one after another, including yesterday. Doesn’t the woman who gave me the medicine late have anything to do with you?”
The questioning words directly caused Song Yihuan to lose control of her expression.
Her lips trembled, and she wanted to say something to argue, but at this moment, Ji Li walked in with clothes.
Lu Huaijing ignored Song Yihuan, who was about to collapse, and walked directly into the bathroom.
At this moment, Song Yihuan was already crying.
"Ji Li——"
She was about to ask Ji Li for help, but he interrupted her:
"Ms. Song, I'm just an assistant. I can't do anything."
Ji Li directly blocked her request for help, and by the way, he even stabbed her back.
He took out his cell phone and called up last night's surveillance.
He adjusted the screen to the clearest frontal video and held the phone in front of Song Yihuan.
"Miss Song, do you know this woman?"
