C8 Title of madam han

A teardrop fell on his hand, and Little Ni's soul felt as if it was being roasted in a raging fire.

Pain!

At the time of the wedding, Shang Liwei knelt down on one knee in front of Xiao Ni, his heart filled with love.

"Little Ni, I will love you for the rest of my life. I won't ask for you to live on the same day of the same year and of the same month, but I'll ask for you to die on the same day of the same month and the same year.

It was the same words, but things had changed.

No! That's not right!

Shang Liwei had never changed, he had never loved her, he was like a poisonous snake, coiling around her.

It was because she was too stupid that she was ripped apart by the evil people and had her tendons drawn. She ate to the point where not even dregs remained.

It also caused the death of both parents, and it contained his hatred for Jiuquan.

On the TV, Shang Liwei cried more and more painfully. The camera changed and he turned to the adjacent Yuan Xiaozhang.

She cried even more miserably.

"Brother-in-law, don't say anymore, I'm going to die from sadness." "Mom, dad and sister are the closest people to me in this world, but the car rolled down the cliff and exploded. Now, not even a complete corpse is left for them, I can't even see them one last time, I …"

Before Yuan Xiao Chang could finish her sentence, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

The crowd was in a state of chaos, and the report ended there.

However, the hatred in Xiao Ni's heart had just begun. She wiped away the tears on her face and suddenly exerted force when her fingers touched her hair.

You two bitches, it was you who killed my entire family, but now you're saying that we had a car accident and even used an explosion to cover up all the evidence.

She tightly closed her eyes as the strength in her hands increased bit by bit. She was like a patient who had developed a drug addiction and was empty-handed.

Grasping the heart and scratching the liver, unable to vent, wandering alone on the edge of life and death.

There was too much hatred in her heart, and she felt like she was going crazy.

At that moment, Shang Liwei's figure reappeared on the TV. With a pale face, he said, "In order to quickly bury my family, I will hold a funeral for them in two days …"

Two days later?

Jiang Wanwan let go of her fingers. Her expression was indifferent, and the hatred in the depths of her eyes had congealed into flames.

Alright, then I'll see you in two days.

For the next two days, Jiang Wanwan passed by in a muddled state. During the day, she spent most of her time sleeping, while at night, she would linger in the memories of Liu Ni and Jiang Wanwan. She would lick her wounds in the midst of different injuries, and she would also gather up her hatred in the midst of different misery.

In these two days, Han Qing did not return.

In Jiang Wanwan's memories, this was a very normal thing, but because she loathed her, she avoided them.

She also saw the divorce agreement that he had left behind. If it was the previous Jiang Wanwan, she would have quickly signed it and escaped from the marriage cage as soon as possible.

But now, she wouldn't.

After two days of contemplation, Jiang Wanwan knew that whether it was against the mother and daughter of the Jiang family or against that wretched couple called Shang Liwei, it was impossible for her to take on both by herself.

Right now, she could only rely on Han Qing.

He was not really relying on him to do anything. Instead, he was using his title of "Madam Han" to make things more convenient.

For example, she had attended Little Ni's funeral. As the wife of the Han Family's CEO, she was naturally invited.

Today, Jiang Wanwan got up early to clean up. She went downstairs and said, "Get the driver to come over. I'm going out for a while."

"Yes, ma'am. "However …"

The stream looked her up and down. Her clothes were passable, but her eyes …

"Madam, I'll go get you Beautiful Eyes."

"No need, go get the driver."

Although it was still a calm tone, there was already an unquestionable order in it.

The creek didn't dare to say anything else and hurried off to get the driver.

When he thought of Jiang Wanwan's appearance, how she would make a joke out of nowhere and embarrass Mr. Han, he felt a wave of regret.

This Jiang Wanwan was truly different from others, and she didn't know what was good for her.

Jiang Wanwan arrived at the location of the funeral in half an hour.

The Yuan family was also a very prestigious family in Hai Cheng. Old Master Yuan had spent most of his life in the business world, making friends with many people.

Today was a funeral for him and his family. Naturally, there were a lot of people who came, and they were all famous families.

As soon as Jiang Wanwan got off the car, she saw the three black-and-white photos through the glass door.

The despairing soul living in her body finally began to tremble uncontrollably.

The first two were mother and father, the familiar faces, the familiar smiles, and the familiar eyes. Jiang Wanwan felt as if her heart was being stabbed with a knife, and blood kept flowing out of her body.

The fist by his side clenched slightly.

She tried her best to tighten every nerve in her body and kept her eyes wide open so that tears wouldn't fall.

Dad, mom, don't worry, I'll definitely avenge you!