I became the villain's deceased wife

Another day passed.

The clouds parted.

The late autumn sunshine shines softly on the earth.

Tiantian Restaurant opened as usual.

There were still a lot of people waiting outside.

Seeing Song Tian open the door, they all stretched their necks in anticipation:

"Shopkeeper Song, do you have chili oil for sale today?"

I didn't think that thing was anything special at first, but now it suddenly disappeared while I was eating it.

I just realized that my taste buds have long been accustomed to that spicy taste. If I don’t eat it for a day, my mouth feels tasteless and the food doesn’t taste as good as before!

Song Tian's smile is as beautiful as a flower:

"Yes, yes, dear guests, please wait a moment. The stove has been lit and we will be open for business soon!"

Everyone finally smiled with relief:

"That's great. I thought I wouldn't be able to eat it today."

"That's right, the restaurant across the street clearly said they had it last night.

I thought it was the same as the last time with the cold noodles, with Manager Song following suit and learning how to make it over there.

I didn’t expect it to be in vain!”

"Yes, I think the owner of Jiaorong Pavilion is a bit dishonest. He said at noon that the goods would be sold in the evening, but there was no one there at night.

The lights were off and it was quiet.

Could it be that there is no chili oil at all, and he made a boast and ran away because he couldn't fulfill it? "

A bold guess from someone who knows the truth of last time:

"You may not know this yet, but the last time they sold cold noodles and roujiamo, they actually stole Madam Song's recipe and robbed her of her business.

Yesterday the restaurant said they were out of chili.

There’s a sign over there saying they’re selling spicy lamb soup…”

The man had an unfathomable look on his face.

"There must be some twists and turns behind the scenes!"

If Song Tian heard what he said, he would definitely praise him as the reincarnation of a god who could predict the future!

After a while, Song Jiao came with a pale face to question the culprit.

Everyone looked at this gourmet with even greater respect.

"Song Tian, ​​come out!"

Everyone was eating in full swing when they suddenly heard a delicate shout outside the door.

Song Tian didn't expect that she would have the courage to come to his house, so he took Han Dong and Wang Suozhu out to deal with it.

"Hey, isn't this the owner of Jiaorong Pavilion?

What do you want from me so early in the morning?"

Looking at her pale face and swaying body, you can tell that the ingredients Xuecheng gave her were a bit too strong.

"Song Tian..."

Song Jiao was very confident, but she was suffering from constant abdominal cramps.

As soon as I said a word, I couldn't help but bend down and hold my stomach.

"You...how dare you plot against me!

I can't spare you! "

She was about to burst into tears.

It's not just because my stomach is empty and the cramps keep coming.

Also, today is the deadline Qian San gave her.

If the restaurant business doesn't pick up again.

He would withdraw the investment he gave her, sell the restaurant, and let her go home and wait to be tortured.

Song Tian pinched her waist, feeling that she had deserved it all.

“May I ask why Shopkeeper Song won’t let me go?

Do you want to report to the police?

I advise you to save your energy.

Because I was just thinking of reporting it to the police!"

Han Dong behind him immediately stepped forward to answer:

"Recently, the shop assistants ate too much spicy food and got constipated. I followed the boss's orders and went to the drugstore to get some laxatives.

Who knew it disappeared last night.

I don’t know which wicked person stole it!”

Song Jiao held her stomach and was speechless.

Since having a bowl of beef noodles with red oil and chili peppers at noon yesterday, all the people in the building, including her who only had a sip of the soup, started to suffer from diarrhea.

She began to realize that Song Tian had tricked her.

But Song Jiao didn't give up, thinking that maybe there was something wrong with the beef?

So he took the bottle of chili oil and gave it to the only chef who didn't eat the beef noodles to have a bite.

result……

The chef is still lying in bed and unable to get up.

"You...you deceive people too much!"

She pointed at Song Tian's nose viciously, cold sweat pouring down her face.

"You will be punished sooner or later!"

Song Tian looked at her miserable appearance and felt a little soft-hearted for a moment.

"Song Jiao, although you have been targeting me before, when I think about it, we don't actually have any deep hatred."

She stepped forward to support Song Jiao, who was unsteady on her feet, and rolled up a part of her sleeves.

Looking at the bruises on her arms, it was obvious that they were not caused in a day or two.

"We are sisters after all.

If you stop targeting me in the future, I will find a way to help you escape from this hell, how about that? "

At first she couldn't figure out who was abusing her.

But thinking back to Xie Yao's miserable appearance, it's not difficult to guess who that person was.

Song Jiao felt a surge of shame.

It was like a scar that I had hidden for so long was suddenly revealed.

She pushed Song Tian away irritably, angry and embarrassed:

“None of your business!

The cat cries over the rat, false sympathy! "

If it weren't for Song Tian, ​​she wouldn't have ended up in this situation today!

But the person who started it all now pretended to want to save her!

Song Jiao found it ridiculous when she thought about it.

"Song Tian, ​​wait for me.

One day, I will make you pay the price you deserve!"

She had already been defeated.

The momentum was gone in an instant.

But he still gritted his teeth and said something harsh.

If she really waited for Song Tian to rescue her, she might as well just run into a wall and die!

"Boss, why is this person so ungrateful?"

Han Dong looked at Song Jiao who was staggering away in a disheveled state, and he didn't understand her behavior at all.

The shopkeeper has taken the initiative to give her a way out and try to make peace, so why is she still so stubborn?

Are they really going to go bankrupt before they give up?

Song Tian looked at her receding back and sighed helplessly;

"Don't worry about her, let's go back first."

The opportunity has been given, and if the other party doesn't want it, there is no need for her to be sentimental.

……

"How did you get into this state?"

When Song Jiao returned in a dishevel, Qian San was already waiting for her at Jiaorong Pavilion.

Unable to bear the stench in the building, he specially called two little maids to clean the house inside and out.

Song Jiao's face turned pale:

“Where’s my buddy?

Where's my cook?"

Qian San was very unhappy:

"Anyway, this restaurant is closed, I'll send them all away!"

Song Jiao instantly went berserk:

"Who told you to drive them away?

I also want to teach that bitch Song Tian a lesson. How can I run a store without manpower!

Bring them back to me quickly!"

Qian San's face was already gloomy, and he grabbed her arm:

"Song Jiao, that's enough!

I have done my best by tolerating your exposure in public for so long.

Your restaurant has been open for less than two months, and I have lost thousands of dollars, and I haven't even come to you to settle the bill yet!"

Song Jiao was pulled and staggered.

The sleeves were half torn open, revealing the alternating scars of new and old sweat on them.

Qian San looked somewhat excited, his eyes wandering greedily over Song Jiao.

"My wife has been unwilling to go home for ten days or half a month in order to make money.

As a husband, I am really worried.

If you close the restaurant, my wife will stay at home and be your beautiful wife, so that I won't have to think about you all day and night, right?"

He came forward coquettishly, pulled open Song Jiao's sleeve, opened his mouth and bit her arm!

Song Jiao screamed in pain and instinctively resisted by slapping him.

Qian San covered the half of his face that was hit and was stunned.

"I...I didn't mean to..."

Song Tian looked at his eyes that seemed to be about to spit fire and stepped back in fear.

Qian San licked the salty taste at the corner of his mouth and smiled strangely:

"So the lady likes this?

It suits Qian's taste!"

As he said that, he grabbed Song Tian by the collar and dragged her into the house regardless of how she struggled.