After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

Jiang Yi is all too familiar with this kind of gaze, indifferent and cold, with hidden anger, just like that morbid and crazy man.

If Qin Jinchen goes crazy, he can do anything.

Jiang Yi said to Jiang Sixu, "I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back first."

She turned around to leave, but Song Rao dragged her back and reminded, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"I said I'm not feeling well!"

Jiang Yi's voice rose suddenly, his eyes were red, "You still have to ask! You don't care about me at all! It doesn't matter if it hurts to death, right?!"

Song Rao's expression froze, and when she noticed her reddish eyes, she was inexplicably confused and had a feeling of being at a loss.

"I... I'll take you to the hospital first!"

Song Rao finally pulled Jiang Yi away, and did not pursue Cheng Liying any more.

Jiang Sixu was dumbfounded, but he didn't understand it.

When the two came out of the bar, Jiang Yi shook off Song Rao's hand and walked straight to the place where he parked.

Song Rao walked behind her and asked, "What's wrong with you? Take my car to the hospital first."

Jiang Yi replied indifferently, "It's uncomfortable to see you."

He paused slightly, looked at Jiang Yi's back, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"You fool me?"

When Jiang Yi was about to open the car door, Song Rao pressed her hand directly on the car door, and condescendingly blocked her beside the car. Behind the filament-rimmed glasses, her cold eyes glowed with gloomy light.

"so what?"

"You came to the bar and fooled around with your cousin's friends. I can't control you anymore?"

Jiang Yi smiled, and pressed his slender and slender fingertips on his chest, pushing Song Rao away a little, "Just be clear, you are Song Rao now, what qualifications do you have to take care of me? Since you are already dead, then The marriage certificate is long overdue. I have the right to choose a new spouse, but it is definitely not you."

Qinggui's handsome eyebrows condensed with a cold air, but he laughed, and then easily picked up Jiang Yi and walked towards the place where he parked.

"What are you doing? Put me down!"

Jiang Yi kicked Bai Nen's slender legs, Song Rao hugged her legs and carried her on his shoulders, at this time he helped her pull up the silk dress, his eyes were bright and dark, and he said, "I still don't believe it. I can't cure you anymore, give me some peace of mind."

"Song Rao!" She gritted her teeth, "Believe it or not I'll kill you!"

He said lightly, "You can come."

Song Rao opened the car door and shoved Jiang Yi into the co-pilot.

With such a good opportunity, Jiang Yi naturally wanted to resist, so he sneaked out a switch knife from his bag and stabbed Song Rao in the chest without hesitation.

But Song Rao was more sensitive to danger, and instantly pinched her wrist and threw the switchblade out of the car.

Song Rao had long been very handy in dealing with Jiang Yi, the little goblin.

She is extremely insecure inside, and is extremely intelligent and responsive. She only believes in herself and is alert to everyone and everything, so she will definitely carry a weapon on her body to ensure that after killing and throwing the body, she can handle it properly so that no one can trace the slightest details.

In the few months when he first came into contact with Jiang Yi, Song Rao didn't know how many injuries he suffered.

At that time, although he pretended to be lame, but because he had to pretend to be realistic, it was inconvenient to move, and Jiang Yi had no sympathy for the disabled.

The slender and cold white hands pulled at the tie, Song Rao quickly tied Jiang Yi's hands with the tie, and tied a dead knot.

Jiang Yi raised his leg and kicked him in the heart.

If those slender high-heeled shoes were kicked, Jiang Yi's strength would probably pierce a hole in his heart.