I made up my mind to kill him

Zhao Xiaowan came back from the hospital last night and just lay down to fall asleep when she was awakened by a nightmare.

 In the dream, Tang Song's face was pale and bloodless, his eyes looked at her gloomily, and he asked her again and again why she did this.

 She cried and said don't blame her, she was also forced to do such a poisonous act.

 "I want you to come with me." Tang Song's face flashed with a strange smile, and then rushed in front of her.

 She tried to escape, but her feet felt like they had roots, and she couldn't move.

 I could only watch him choke his neck with a hideous face, "Zhao Xiaowan, I want you to go to hell!" "

 It became more and more difficult to breathe, and just when she thought she was going to die, the person was woken up with fright.

 When she woke up, she found that she was pinching her neck, so frightened that she quickly let go and sat up.

 The dream was too real, too weird.

 She stroked her neck in horror, and the feeling of suffocation was still there.

 Because she was afraid, she didn't dare to sleep after that.

 Killing Tang Song was not her whim, but when Tang Ruochu said that she would send Tang Song to the United States for treatment, she had this idea at that time.

 Originally, she was also hesitant, but after Zhao Bo fell down the stairs, she seemed to have nothing to care about.

 There is no difference between killing one person and killing two.

 So she made up her mind to kill Tang Song.

 When the maid knocked on the door, she was told that a woman named Tang Ruochu was looking for her.

 She panicked, knowing that Tang Ruochu would come, it must be because of Tang Song's affairs.

 But soon she calmed down, even if Tang Ruochu knew that it was Tang Song who he killed, so what if there was no evidence.

 Hearing the voice, Tang Ruochu and Lu Shengyao turned around and followed the voice, only to see Zhao Xiaowan walking down the stairs step by step in a purple nightgown.

 Tang Ruochu and Lu Shengyao exchanged glances, and then walked over.

 As soon as he approached, Tang Ruochu saw that Zhao Xiaowan's face was haggard, her eyes were blue, and she didn't sleep well at first glance.

 Thin eyebrows raised slightly, Tang Ruochu sneered, "Zhao Xiaowan, are you having a nightmare and don't dare to sleep?" "

 Zhao Xiaowan paused, a trace of panic quickly crossed her eyes, and then she raised her voice and reprimanded, as if she wanted to hide the panic and weakness in her heart.

 "Tang Ruochu, what nonsense are you talking about? How can I have nightmares? "

 "Don't you know what you've done yourself?" Tang Ruochu glared at her coldly, his heavy gaze seemed to see through her.

 Zhao Xiaowan hurriedly turned her head, walked past her calmly, walked to the sofa and sat down.

 She glanced sideways slightly at the couple of men and women standing behind her, and sneered, "Tang Ruochu, did you come back early in the morning to say this inexplicable thing to me?" If yes, then go back. "

 "Go back?" Tang Ruochu sneered, walked in front of her, looked at her condescendingly, and his eyes were sharp, "Zhao Xiaowan, this is my home, where did you have the qualifications to drive me back?" "

 "Just because I am the master of this house. And you ..." Zhao Xiaowan clasped her hands in front of her chest, leaned back on the sofa, raised her eyes to look at her, her eyebrows were full of ridicule, "The water spilled by the married daughter, the Tang family is no longer a place to come if you want to." "

 As if hearing a big joke, Tang Ruochu raised his head and laughed, his little face was full of mockery, "The bird occupies the dove's nest, and he dares to be so brazen." "

 Then, she looked around, "Any corner here is designed and arranged by my mother herself, what qualifications do you have as a junior who has entered the house to say that you are the master of the Tang family?" "

 For so many years, there are too many traces of that woman in this house, and every time she proposed to redecorate, she would be rejected by Tang Song, on the grounds that it was designed by Tang Ruochu's mother, and she wanted to leave a memory for Tang Ruochu.

 Leave a thought for Tang Ruochu? Zhao Xiaowan's sarcastic hook of lips is obviously that he Tang Song has never forgotten his deceased wife, and he wants to keep a thought.

 So over the years, her dissatisfaction with Tang Song has accumulated more and more, until now it finally broke out, and she killed him with her own hands, which can be regarded as a relief of hatred.

 She retracted her thoughts and looked at Tang Ruochu's cold eyes with a little more hatred, "So what?" I'm going to destroy everything about that woman, and I won't leave anything behind. "

 "You dare?" Tang Ruochu was shocked by her words, this villa carries many unforgettable memories for her and her mother, her mother left, if the villa is destroyed, there will be nothing.

 ...

 "Why don't you dare?" Zhao Xiaowan sneered and turned her head to look at the wall with decorative paintings, "Didn't you just notice that the painting drawn by that woman was missing?" That's right, I threw it away. "

 As soon as these words fell, the temperature around Tang Ruochu plummeted, and it suddenly dropped to freezing.

 "Why did you throw away my mother's painting?" She stared at Zhao Xiaowan's smug face and asked through gritted teeth.

 "Why?" Zhao Xiaowan stood up, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and raised her chin arrogantly, "Tang Ruochu, I said that the Tang family is now in charge of me, and it is my freedom to do what I want." Can you manage a married daughter? "

 "Smack!" Tang Ruochu was furious and raised his hand and slapped her.

 Zhao Xiaowan covered her cheeks and glared at her in disbelief, "You dare to hit me!! "

 Tang Ruochu laughed angrily, "Why don't I dare? "

 "You ..." Zhao Xiaowan only felt very humiliated, annoyed and angry, and raised her hand to hit her.

 At this time, a hand stretched out next to her and directly pinched her hand, followed by a cold voice, "If you dare to touch her, I will make you feel painful." "

 As soon as the words fell, Zhao Xiaowan's face turned pale and exclaimed: "Oops! It hurts! "

 Tang Ruochu turned his head and saw that it was Sheng Yao who was pinching her hand, it should be that Sheng Yao used a lot of strength to pinch her.

 Zhao Xiaowan felt that her hand was about to be pinched off, and her face was twisted into a ball due to pain.

 It hurts so much!

 But Lu Shengyao had no intention of letting go at all, and his strength increased.

 "Oops!" Zhao Xiaowan exclaimed in pain again, and then hurriedly begged for mercy: "You let go quickly, I will never touch her at all."

 Her voice trembled slightly, and there was a hint of weeping.

 It seems to be choking on pain.

 Tang Ruochu gave Lu Shengyao a look, and the latter raised his eyebrows, and then asked sharply, "Where did you throw that painting?" Say it quickly, or I'll cut off your hand. "

 As he spoke, he made another gesture to increase his strength.

 Zhao Xiaowan hurriedly responded: "I have received it in the storage room for three years."

 "Count you as acquaintances!" As soon as Lu Shengyao got the answer, he immediately shook off her hand, and then wiped his hands on his body, as if he had touched something dirty.

 Zhao Xiaowan sat on the sofa because of inertia, she covered her pinched hand and wailed lowly.

 Mom's painting is still there.

 Tang Ruochu breathed a sigh of relief, and then his whole mood slowly calmed down.