Lu Shao's hidden marriage sinful wife

Mei Jiaqi bit her lip, and there was no blood on her face anymore.

All her teeth and claws were instantly extinguished.

But even so, she still didn't bow her head, and said stubbornly: "So what?"

"Huo Siyan, don't forget that the wedding was held under the witness of everyone, and the media broadcast it live in all directions. In the eyes of everyone, we are husband and wife."

"Even without a marriage certificate, our marriage cannot be denied."

"Do you think, if we didn't announce the dissolution of the marriage peacefully, would Lin Nianchu be considered a mistress?"

Mei Jiaqi's words hit Huo Siyan's pain point directly.

She waited, waiting for him to subdue, waiting for him to beg for mercy.

"So Huo Siyan, don't be naive. Without my abdication, in the eyes of the world, Lin Nianchu will always be just a junior."

"I don't believe you have the heart to let her bear such infamy."

I have to say, Mei Jiaqi is ruthless.

She also understood Huo Siyan.

That's why every word and every word can be pierced to Huo Siyan's lifeline.

But, after all, she ignored Huo Siyan's ruthlessness, and also ignored his feelings for Lin Nianchu.

With a sneer, his disdainful voice came: "Mei Jiaqi, do you think I need you to be with me for the announcement of the peaceful dissolution of the marriage?"

"What do you mean?" Her voice trembled.

"Literally, without you, I can send it alone. It's just that I care about your life-saving grace, so I gave you enough face."

"But if you don't know what to do, I don't have to be polite. I'll say it one last time. Yingzhuo will pick you up in three days. If you don't come, I will announce it unilaterally."

Huo Siyan hung up the phone directly.

Mei Jiaqi was not even given any chance to intercede.

This time, it was Mei Jiaqi who was dumbfounded. She squeezed the phone, her wide eyes were full of bone-eating resentment.

Lin Nianchu, it's all Lin Nianchu.

Why?ah……?

Unable to bear it any longer, Mei Jiaqi smashed down the vases, cups, chairs, and everything she could touch.

Even so, she still didn't let go of her hatred.

Looking at Wen Shaoqing, she began to growl and shout: "Go away, if you come here because of Lin Nianchu and leave immediately, I'll tell you, even if I die, I won't fulfill them."

Wen Shaoqing was about to speak.

A servant hurriedly ran down from above.

She was very anxious at first, but when she saw the situation at the scene and Mei Jiaqi's face was so ugly, she said tremblingly in fear: "Ma'am, young master..."

"What's wrong with him?" Mei Jiaqi shot over with a stern look: "I can't fix a little thing, I invite you back to be a waste?"

"I didn't see anything wrong with me, get out!"

The servant was naturally frightened by Mei Jiaqi, but thinking of the young master's appearance, he still insisted and said, "Madam, go up and see the young master!"

"He keeps crying and can't stop no matter what, he probably misses you. I beg you, go up and hug the young master!"

Mei Jiaqi was disturbed by this.

After grabbing her hair vigorously a few times, she stepped on her high heels.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the room, before she entered, she heard the cry of the child.

One after another, they were crying at the top of their throats, after all, she was born of her own flesh and blood, born in October, and Mei Jiaqi's heart softened a lot.

"Don't cry, baby, hold me!" Mei Jiaqi walked over and took the baby in a clumsy manner.

Because the number of hugs is very small, she looks a little rusty.

"Stop crying, mom is here."

"Don't cry, mom is here!"

At the beginning, Mei Jiaqi looked at the little ball in her arms, her heart was also very soft, plus it was her own child, the hostility in her body immediately dissipated a lot.

But 5 minutes, 8 minutes...

Ten minutes later, the child in his arms was still crying loudly.

At this moment, all of Mei Jiaqi's patience was exhausted, and she had no patience anymore, she directly threw the child in her arms on the bed.

That action was casual, like throwing a garbage bag.

The nanny who served was frightened, and quickly picked up the child to check, and at the same time tremblingly looked at Mei Jiaqi: "Madam, the baby is still so young, you can't do this, you have to hold it gently, otherwise it will hurt the baby." .”

"Ma'am, why don't you call the baby's father? It's been a long time since the baby hasn't seen his father. Maybe it's because he misses his father."

dad?

As soon as this name was mentioned, Mei Jiaqi felt hatred in her heart.

Looking at the baby on the bed again, her eyes became dark and uncertain.

She stretched out her hand, poked the baby's little face again and again, and shouted hoarsely: "Why? Why are you an evil, ah...?"

"Why aren't you his child? Why are you so disappointing?"

If he was Si Yan's son, Si Yan would definitely not divorce her, let alone leave her alone.

But not only is he not.

Still a testament to her humiliation.

Thinking of this, Mei Jiaqi's eyes suddenly twisted.

Looking at her slender fingers, and at the baby who was still in the swaddle on the bed, she suddenly stretched out her hand, slowly placed it on her chin, and then stopped.

She stopped talking, her fingers just stopped, without saying a word.

But the whole person looks terrible.

The nanny was a little startled, and said anxiously: "Madam, the baby is still young, he will feel uncomfortable if you do this, and he will get angry easily."

Seeing that Mei Jiaqi didn't respond, she called out again: "Madam...?"

Still indifferent.

Suddenly, Mei Jiaqi looked at the person in front of her as if she saw the terrible memory of that night.

Gruesome scars, screams of pain, torn clothes, and hot sweat streaming down the back.

Everything rushed towards her like a tide, binding her tightly.

At that moment, her eyes turned red.

Roaring wildly in her heart, she couldn't control herself anymore, the devil's finger went down little by little, and finally landed directly on the baby's neck.

Suddenly tightening, her mouth was full of hatred: "You know? You shouldn't have come to this world."

"It will be a torture when you grow up in the future. It's better to get rid of it now. Don't worry, mom loves you. I just want you to suffer less."

"Baby don't cry, it will be fine in a while! Mom promises to be gentle."

The nanny originally thought that Mei Jiaqi was stimulated by something, so she was talking crazy here.

However, when Mei Jiaqi kept tightening her hand, the baby's cheeks became whiter and her breathing became harder and harder, the nanny knew it was not fake.

Madame is really crazy, she actually thought...?

"Madam, I beg you, please stop, he is your son, he is still a baby? How can you bear it?"

"Ma'am, he is your own flesh and blood, sober up, or you will regret it."

The nanny cried and begged, but Mei Jiaqi was completely indifferent.

There was hatred in the godless eyes: "It's because he is not the son of Si Yan. I was wrong. I shouldn't have left this evil seed in the world."

"Hush! Why are you crying? I'm helping him out of the sea of ​​suffering."

The nanny was so frightened that she didn't care about anything, and immediately went to grab Mei Jiaqi's hand.

But like she was crazy, she brushed the nanny away, and the devil's fingers stretched out again.