Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song Jiuyue looked tired, “This is not the time to curse Song without worries, think of a way to contact her. ”

Lady Song stamped her feet in a hurry: "How can I contact you? I've been on the phone a thousand times and I can't get through. How can I contact you? ”

Lady Song patted a bit of a puffy chest, “I always felt something wrong with Nine Plum. My chest was puffy and my left eyelid jumped for a day. ”

Song Jiuyue said: “It's all on the front page, isn't something wrong? Not only is there something wrong with Jiu Mei, but it's also happening with Song and I. ”

After listening, Lady Song looked at Song Jiuyue with confusion: "What happened to you? Killed by Kwok? ”

For Lady Song, this is not a problem. Fire her so that she can go back to the Song family to help.

“No.” Song Jiuyue didn't want to say. She glanced at Lady Song, “I went upstairs. ”

“Madam.” At this point, the butler hurried in from the side hall, "someone just called and said they had found Miss Er. ”

Song Jiuyue was shocked.

Lady Song said, “Really? Where is it?"

“Nancheng Times Optical Factory. ”

“I'll see her!” Lady Song walked out of the living room without saying a word.

Song Jiuyue thought about it and followed.

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At this time, Nancheng Times Optical Factory.

Gu Yiu and Song Weiwei stood at the door of the cabin.

Gu Zheng looked cold and looked at the scene ahead, like a dead pig.

Song no worries slightly frowned, although the previous life won the sandbox for eight years.

But now I can't help but feel disgusted when I see Song Yumei lying on the ground and rotting on her.

Song Yumei is wearing a white cropped trousers and sleeveless chiffon shirt.

The visible skin, has rotted, on the face, neck, arms, legs...

Terrible.

The day before yesterday I saw her alive, she died today.

Plus, his whole body's rotten.

She and Gu Xiaomei worked at the company and suddenly received a call from a bodyguard saying that Song Xiaomei was dead.

They rushed in from the company and thought that Song Yumei had hit the wall or bit himself.

I didn't expect her to die so ugly.

Gu Qiu interrogated the bodyguard, but they all said that nobody had come in except Gu Qiu and Song Qiu.

Gu Xiaomei remembered the news pushed by his phone today, saying that Song Xiaomei had syphilis.

Is it syphilis?

Didn't you die of this disease slowly?

The other two days, her skin was fine...

“Retreat.” Gu Qiu said to the bodyguard.

The bodyguards nodded.

Gu Xiao migrated and looked at Song Xiaomei. He saw Song Xiaomei frowned and looked at Song Xiaomei.

He picked his brow softly and whispered, "What's wrong? ”

Are you sad about Song Yumei's death?

She really didn't want her to die, she just wanted to keep her locked up for 30 years, she just wanted to torture her slowly.

I don't know if Song Yumei suddenly dies. Would it be sad if she was a sister?

“Nothing much.” Song did not worry to retract his eyes, looked up and glanced at Gu Jiao, “let's go. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Gu Qiu habitually held her hand.

Song did not worry slightly, bowed his head and looked at his hands.

Since when does he like to hold her hand--

“Where's Song Jin-mei?” Song has no worries.

“Someone will come and get her. ”

“What if no one comes to clean it up? ”

“Let her be a lonely wild ghost. ”

“But isn't this factory yours?” So, can he still have this factory?

Gu Zheng turned his head and looked at her with a smile: “This is the least valuable factory. ”

“Oh.” Rich people are different.