Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

The last sentence hit Song Yanshu's ears so hard that his soul ached.

Sonja had destroyed her.

Three years of bullying, the loss of a loved one, a transplanted kidney, the double physical and psychological oppression and destruction, probably something I will never be able to let go of for the rest of my life.

But as Song Ya said, she was taught by him.

Including the same desire to win and the dirty tricks hidden under the bright and clear sky.

He taught everyone how to destroy the opponent's will and use any means necessary to make the defeated die in agony.

Song Yanshu's throat was so dry that it felt like a knife was scraping it, and the smell of blood kept rising up.

"Really?" He lowered his eyelids and uttered two words in an ambiguous tone, which made Song Ya's heart skip a beat.

She knew what kind of monster her brother was beneath his elegant appearance.

Song Ya curled her finger bones, and all the emotions on her face were subconsciously concealed in an instant. She forced a smile at Song Yanshu stiffly like a cheap puppet.

"But I've already got the person I want, so I won't target her anymore. From now on, we'll go our separate ways. Besides, I'll do my best to make amends after she becomes my sister-in-law."

Song Yanshu's eyes were cold. After staring at the frightened Song Ya for a long time, he suddenly laughed.

"sister in law?"

He knew that Song Ya was saying that she would get Jiang Mosui for him, and then Dong Xi would naturally become his possession.

Song Yanshu pondered over this name in his mind, and the pent-up depression suddenly eased a little.

Yes, when he marries his Xixi, the entire Song family will be hers, and he can spend the rest of his life making up for the harm she has suffered.

He will love her very much.

However, the prerequisite for achieving this is to get rid of that annoying bitch Jiang Mosui!!

Song Yanshu's dark eyes were filled with madness. He smiled, bent down, and gently patted Song Ya's head like a kind brother.

"Yaya, remember what you just said, okay?"

Song Ya's whole body was stiff as a stone, and her smile was uglier than her crying.

"Of course, Yaya is here to wish my brother and sister-in-law a happy marriage."

Song Yanshu smiled and glanced at the bodyguard, who seemed like a mute, and immediately understood what he meant. He searched the entire ward with swift movements.

Naturally, nothing was found.

The smile on Song Yanshu's lips gradually turned colder. "Re-adjust the surveillance video and I'll go and see it myself."

So a group of people rushed out of the ward again. Song Ya, who had a stiff smile on her face, suddenly had a distorted and resentful expression like a demon the moment the door of the ward was closed.

"Dong Xi! Dong Xi! Dong Xi! Why don't you just die!!"

With a dull "bang", the beautiful vase on the bedside table was smashed to the ground by Song Ya in anger.

She bent over and covered her abdomen, gasping for breath in anger. The only thing she could be sure of in her extremely jealous mind was that Dong Xi was definitely not a human.

At that time, she watched helplessly as the doctor cut open her stomach under semi-anesthesia. After taking out her kidney, he didn't even suture the wound and then she ordered his men to drag her to the back mountain and bury her alive.

At this level, even if he doesn't die, he will have to lie in bed in a state of near-death for a year or two.

But now, that bitch was pretending to be alive and kicking in front of her, she didn't look like she was about to die.

Not right.

Nothing about this is right.

After Dong Xi came back that night, everyone started to feel uneasy.

This monster has bewitched everyone. She wants revenge and she wants to kill herself!

You must not sit still and wait for death!!

Song Ya's face was as pale as paper, and she tried to reach for the phone beside the bed with trembling hands.

She has plenty of money, so she can just hire someone to kill Dong Xi again. There is no need for her to be afraid.

Song Ya kept comforting herself in her heart. Just before her outstretched fingertips were about to touch the phone, they were suddenly stopped by a hand as white and tender as jade.

"Oh, this is such a pitiful sight."

The gentle and sweet laughter fell lightly into Song Ya's ears, like thousands of needles piercing her scalp, startling her so much that she subconsciously turned her head towards the sound.

Dong Xi was standing next to her at this time. There was not a trace of timidity on her beautiful face. Instead, her eyes and eyebrows were full of allure that tickled the heart.

She glanced at her with a smile, the curve of her red lips casual and playful.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. I miss you so much."

Qing Wan's soft and boneless fingertips stroked Song Ya's chin as if teasing a small pet, and her tone was regretful.

"How come you've become so thin? This shouldn't happen, Song Ya. The real show hasn't even started yet."

She smiled, leaned over and held Song Ya's face, watching her trembling like a sieve, her face pale and unable to utter a word, and for a moment she couldn't stop laughing.

"Baby, now you know how to be afraid."

"Then tell me, when I was tied up, my stomach cut open, and buried alive, were you afraid?"

"You know what? It really hurts to have my intestines hanging out. They were covered with mud and there were lots of little bugs on them. They crawled on my intestines and tried to get into my stomach through the wounds. I was really scared at that time."

The faint sigh hit Song Ya's heart, cutting her nerves inch by inch like a lingchi knife.

She stared with her eyes wide open, and unintelligible sobs came from her throat one after another. At a certain moment, she suddenly realized that her hands and feet could move.

Without any hesitation, she pushed Qing Wan away and, ignoring her torn wounds, tried to escape from the ward by crawling.

"Help! Someone! Someone come to me quickly!!"

She cried out at the top of her lungs because of the severe pain in her waist and abdomen. She was so frightened that her legs went weak and she fell heavily to the ground after running only two steps.

The scarlet blood spread under her body. She crawled forward crying and shouting, but the tightly closed door in front of her did not move at all.

Qing Wan walked over slowly, and when she saw someone approaching the door, she smiled and used her spiritual power to drag the person to the spot.

After playing this several times, Song Ya was almost dying of pain with her eyes rolled back.

How could Qing Wan allow such a situation to happen? She moved her fingertips, and a trace of green spiritual power rushed into Song Ya's body, instantly replenishing her spiritual energy.

“Is this scene familiar?”

Qing Wan looked down at the breathless, desperate and frightened Song Ya. The curve of her lips was full of charm, but her phoenix eyes were so cold that it made people shiver in the spine.

Song Ya glanced at it inadvertently, and all her painful sobs were blocked in her chest in an instant.

She understood what Qing Wan was saying.

When Jiang Mosui and Dong Xi first started dating, Song Ya invited Dong Xi to a birthday party as a friend.

At that time, Dong Xi had just come from a small town to go to college and was unfamiliar with the place, so Song Ya tricked her into wearing the cheapest maid outfit and the most gaudy makeup.

In the spotlight, being flattered and carefully held, Song Ya was as beautiful and noble as a princess.

And Dong Xi, who was standing next to her, was made to look even funnier than the clown.