After the divorce, Mr. Sheng regretted it

This slap made Meng Ziyi turn her face away.

She moved her mouth with resentment in her eyes, and vaguely tasted a fishy sweet smell.

She knew it was the smell of blood.

Meng Wei's strikes have always been so heavy.

She no longer dared to recall the days when she was raped by Meng Wei.

It is no exaggeration to say that he beat her to death.

"Don't tell me these things are useless! You have to admit, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't go to jail! Now that I'm out, I must give you back all the pain!"

Meng Ziyi's heart felt sour for a while.

She just wanted to live a better life for herself, and wanted to escape from that nightmare life, why was it so difficult?

For others, the happiness that can be obtained easily, how come it becomes so difficult for her?
"What do you want? Why don't you mention it directly." Meng Ziyi asked straightforwardly.

Meng Wei took out a very small knife from his pocket.

He flipped a switch on the handle of the knife.

The next moment, the tip of the knife jumped out.

He still smiled sullenly: "Let me shave your face first. Then, you shouldn't be able to rely on this face to deceive people everywhere, right?"

Meng Ziyi stared at the tip of the knife, shaking her head constantly, cold sweat had already started to break out from her forehead.

Meng Wei raised the corners of his mouth, held a knife, and approached Meng Ziyi's face little by little.

"Meng Wei! Don't! You let me go! I can give you money! You just got out of prison, you must use the money..."

"do not want!"

Seeing that the knife was about to fall on her face, Meng Ziyi closed her eyes in fear.

But to her surprise, there was no imagined pain on her face.

She opened her eyes suspiciously, only to see that Meng Wei had been controlled by someone.

Is it Sheng Junheng?

Is she right?
Why is he here?

"Who are you? Who told you to meddle in other people's business!" Meng Wei was struggling on the ground stepped on by Sheng Junheng.

But his struggle seemed to be of no avail.

Sheng Junheng looked at him condescendingly, but did not speak, but slowly set his eyes on Meng Ziyi's face.

The next moment, he picked up the sack on the side, and put it on Meng Wei's head neatly.

Moreover, he tied up the sack. I am afraid that Meng Wei will not be able to remove the sack in a short time.

"What are you doing! Take this bag away from me! Take it away!"

Sheng Junheng didn't pay attention to him at all.

Sheng Junheng walked over to Meng Ziyi, and untied the ropes on her hands and feet.

"Walk."

Naturally, Meng Ziyi didn't dare to stay here, she quickly stood up, and left behind Sheng Junheng.

To be honest, when she left, her feet were still soft.

She couldn't imagine how miserable she would be now if Sheng Junheng hadn't arrived just now!
Sheng Junheng's car was parked by the side of the road, and Meng Ziyi got into the car after him.

He came by car alone.

"You...how did you...come here?" Meng Ziyi asked suspiciously.

It has to be said that when she was extremely desperate, but saw him rushing to save her, a strange emotion really surged in her heart.

Sheng Junheng just glanced at her through the rearview mirror, but did not give an answer.

He was in a bad mood today. After she left Sheng's house, he was going to go for a drive alone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the car reached that section of the road, they saw Meng Ziyi being dragged away.

Originally, he didn't intend to intervene in this matter.

But I don't know why, but in the end, he followed up by a strange coincidence.

If he hadn't followed, Meng Ziyi would have been miserable.

Thinking of this, he was actually a little thankful that he followed.

Sheng Junheng felt quite baffled by this kind of feeling of rejoicing.

What does he care about her life and death?