Dear Mr. Shi

Zhang Jie waved his hand and said bitterly: "Who wants him to accept it? I don't love him anymore. I only hate him now. I hate him, so I want to retaliate against him, and I have to let him pay. , I was heartbroken by my beloved, the feeling of despair. When I was out of the cold, I investigated. There is a man named Si Jianan in Q City who likes you very much. He doesn’t care if you are pregnant with other people’s children and insist on pursuing. You, I want you to be with Si Jianan now, and then take Si Jianan to tell Shi Yuhan that you do not love him, you have never loved him, and you want to marry Si Jianan."

"What?" Song Qinghuan's eyes widened in horror.

The hate that comes from loveless, said hate is actually love, so she guessed that Zhang Jie asked her to leave the cold, but she did not guess that Zhang Jie actually let her marry another man.

Zhang Jie sneered: "Otherwise, you will prepare and never see your daughter for the rest of your life."

Song Qinghuan was stunned, as if suffocated.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Jie inserted a dagger again, as if to pierce Song Qinghuan’s heart: "Of course, you can’t see your daughter, and I won’t let your daughter die. I’ll throw her into a drug addict. Raise a prostitute, raise it well, and then make your daughter take drugs when she grows up, and become a prostitute for the sake of taking drugs. Let others poke her spine every day and scold her, so that thousands of people will sleep on her!"

Song Qinghuan was completely shocked, and Zhang Jie's words made her completely angry.

Although she always felt sorry for Zhang Jie because of the cold weather, but at this moment, her guilt disappeared.

After Zhang Jie had said this, before he could respond, Song Qinghuan rushed forward, raised his right hand, and slapped Zhang Jie's face.

Song Qinghuan really hated her daughter to the extreme when she wanted to do this to her daughter.

She seemed to have exhausted her life's strength, fierce and decisive, and the "pop" resounded in the air for a long time.

"Zhang Jie, do you dare, do you dare..." Song Qinghuan trembled with anger, slapped not enough, and slapped fiercely on the backhand. He slapped Zhang Jie's face with a loud "pop!"

"You are so vicious!" Song Qinghuan's chest was ups and downs violently, gritted his teeth with hatred, "That's just a newborn child, how dare you, how dare you be like this...you sinister and vicious woman, I tell you, if you dare I will never let you off if I hurt my daughter!"

Two slaps so hard, all slapped Zhang Jie's face firmly.

Zhang Jie's cheeks were instantly swollen and red, and the slap on her face almost dripped blood. Zhang Jie, who had not reacted to the pain so quickly, was blinded for an instant.

It wasn't until she felt the burning pain on her face that she seemed to wake up suddenly.

She stared at Song Qinghuan with an angry look, she couldn't eat Song Qinghuan: "You hit me?"

"You dare to hit me!" Zhang Jie did not show any weakness, raised her hand, exerted all her strength, and slapped Song Qinghuan fiercely.

However, Song Qinghuan stopped him, and grabbed and turned behind him.

Zhang Jie didn't give up, and immediately raised his other hand, and slapped Song Qinghuan fiercely.

But Song Qinghuan was caught again, and Song Qinghuan twisted her hand back again.

She grabbed Zhang Jie's hands and pushed forward fiercely. At once Zhang Jie was helpless, pushed down heavily by her, and squatted on the car.