Chapter 1 The Ungrateful Scumbag
That night, in front of the family building of Bicheng University of Technology, Ye Wenchuan watched the students who visited him leave, turned around and was about to go back, but was stopped by the black-clothed bodyguard who rushed out of the oblique stab.
Not even having room to struggle, he was taken directly to a black sedan.
The window of the car was rolled down, and the people in the car showed a sculptural face, with sharp edges and corners and handsome abnormalities, and asked in a low voice: "Ye Wenchuan, where is Qingzhu?" ”
The cigarette butt between the man's slender fingers with white gloves flickered on and off, and his face hidden in the darkness was completely unrecognizable.
But Ye Wenchuan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly shook his head: "Brother Shao, I don't know, you know, Qingzhu has already divorced me, I really don't know where she is." ”
"Huh?"
Ye Wenchuan almost couldn't stand, only to feel a chill all over his body, and he almost told the truth.
The man turned his head, and the fine lines in the corners of his eyes were filled with deep indifference: "Don't think I don't know what you have done, Ye Wenchuan, if I find out that Qingzhu's disappearance is related to you, you can prepare the coffin yourself!" ”
The car drove away, and Ye Wenchuan, who was thrown on the ground, was sprayed by the exhaust, and crawled out of the community and called a taxi.
This Hades has returned, and he has a gut feeling that this matter cannot be good.
Ye Wenchuan was too anxious to notice that there was a vehicle tracking behind him.
Leng Qingzhu was handcuffed to the heating pipe in the basement, and the heating pipe burned unbearably on the thin wrist that had been dislocated.
A cotton coat has already been shredded by the belt, blood beads oozed from the blood beads and the cotton sticked, the white space cotton dyed blood red, she tilted her head, a face was already bruised and swollen, the corners of her mouth were covered with blood, the left side of her face was burned with dense smoke scars, and the old scar on the right face from the center of the eyebrows to the chin was scratched, the flesh and blood were blurred, and it was almost impossible to see the original face.
Leng Qingzhu closed her eyes and took a breath, she still felt unbearable pain all over her body, she wanted to scold in pain, as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse and ugly, and the throat was hot and painful, when she scolded for the first time, she was poured a bowl of red chili peppers, which was so spicy that her intestines and stomach were twisted and painful, her legs had already been broken, and every slight movement was a pain in her heart, she could only pray that this humiliation would pass quickly.
"Tut-tut, it looks so pitiful, look at you now, how can you still have a little bit of the scenery of Sister Leng before!"
The door opened, and a man and a woman walked in, looking at the ground dying in disgust and shaking their heads.
"Cheng Qingshu! Ye Wenchuan! "The two men had eaten and slept well, and came to torment her again.
Leng Qingzhu subconsciously dodged, but there was a heart-piercing pain from his broken legs, but he was stepped on by the other party and crushed heavily.
Ye Wenchuan changed his previous cowardice, and in front of his dying ex-wife, he was condescending, and his face was full of disgust.
"Leng Qingzhu, every time I see your appearance, I feel disgusted!"
"Disgusting, Ye Wenchuan, you feel disgusting now, if I hadn't earned money for you to go to school, you would be where you are today? You didn't say disgusting when you were out there looking like a dog. You didn't say disgusting when I was waiting for me to poop and pee in front of your father's hospital bed, and you didn't think I was disgusting when I got up early and worked in the dark to earn money to feed your family! ”
"Shut up!"
Hearing her mention the past, Ye Wenchuan jumped to his feet in anger, his face was distorted and hideous, and he completely lost his usual gentle and elegant appearance.
"I have today by my own efforts, what does it have to do with you, how many years have passed, and you still talk about the past. That's not all, you got AIDS out there with other men, and you want to infect me! ”