The supernatural president is both milky and wolfish. He conquers his wife in his previous life

Zhuang Xintian could vent her anger as she pleased, skipping school and making trouble at the police station all day.

But Zhuang Tongcheng can't do that, he has to support his family and make a living.

In the end, he agreed to settle the matter privately.

From the day Zhuang Xintian found out that her father had taken 500,000 yuan from the other party and stopped pursuing the matter, she never called Zhuang Tongcheng "dad" again.

She would never forgive her father for his betrayal.

The appearance of the couple was also clearly remembered in her mind.

She thought of many ways to take revenge, such as poisoning them and trying to put poison in their food, but she couldn't find the right opportunity.

Or stab her with a knife, even if she doesn't die, at least send her to the hospital. But she is just a child, how can she face two adults?

Ultimately, she chose the prank that would cause the least harm.

She found a pit, endured the stench, and scooped half a bucket of shit from it.

Then they got a few dead mice and, while it was dark, dumped them in front of the doors of companies and stores related to their business.

There was even one time when someone openly pulled a trash can in broad daylight, dumped all the garbage inside on the ground, and then threw it into their store.

The adults knew what was going on, but they didn't dare to stop her as they watched her go crazy, fearing that it would provoke a more intense conflict, so they could only call the police.

She was a minor and the incident did not cause any consequences. The police could not do anything about him. They could only tell Zhuang Tongcheng to educate him well and tell him not to skip school all day to do these things. Sooner or later, something big would happen.

But when Zhuang Tongcheng saw Zhuang Xintian, he was more like a mouse seeing a cat. He had always felt guilty about taking the 500,000 yuan, so he was cautious in everything he said and did, and let her do whatever she wanted.

However, every time Zhuang Xintian did all this, he would watch silently by the side with a brick. If anyone did anything bad to Xintian, he would immediately rush over with a brick to help.

After this went on for a while, Zhuang Xintian went to look for trouble as usual with paint, only to find that the couple's shop was closed.

When I ran to their company, I saw the door was closed and there was a for rent notice posted on the door.

After asking around, I found out that their entire family had left the city.

Perhaps out of guilt or perhaps because they could not bear the harassment, their whole family was forced to move away because of a 12-year-old girl.

The world is so big, the enemy has run away, and Zhuang Xintian is just a little girl, what else can she do.

After her mother died, it was the desire for revenge that kept her alive. Now that the other party had run away and she couldn't take revenge, what was the point of living?

In the past, Zhuang Tongcheng could see hatred and murderous intent on Zhuang Xintian’s face.

So she would eat well and sleep well! He didn't know what she did in the room with the door locked every day. Even though she treated him like an enemy, at least there was a response when he knocked on the door. He felt that she was truly alive.

But after knowing that the family had run away, Zhuang Xintian was alive but felt like he was dead.

She locked herself in the room day and night without eating or drinking. She would cry occasionally, but most of the time she was silent. No matter how Ren Zhuang and Tong Cheng knocked on the door, there was no response.

Zhuang Tongcheng waited from day till night, knocking on the door all the time, with one ear pressed against the door to listen for any sound.

But Zhuang Xintian still refused to come out of the room and did not respond, so Zhuang Tongcheng began to worry.

After finishing dinner, he leaned on the door and listened for a long time, but he couldn't hear any movement inside, so he panicked.

In desperation, he broke down the door and rushed in, only to find the ground covered with blood.

Zhuang Xintian's left hand was resting on the bed, with a deep wound on her wrist, still dripping blood.