After listening to Su Mian's past life, for countless nights, Wei Zhenhui was so distressed that he couldn't sleep.

In his previous life, he had been supported by a photo for so many years, so he must have been suffering.

For the man's so-called responsibility, in order to preserve Su Hong's fame, maybe his mother was forced to die, Zhang Jie can really do it.

After Su Mian married Jiang Yi, he was tortured, and he was framed by Su Hong and Wu Xiaoqian. The suffering he suffered was a thousand times that of him.

He has comrades in arms, subordinates, and aspirations.

Where is Su Mian?

She had nothing, lonely, and knew that he loved her all his life before she died.

Wei Zhenhui sighed and took another drink.

Fortunately, in this life, he and Su Mian were finally together, and Su Mian did not live in hatred, she had her own dreams and ambitions.

In front of Su Mian, he never confided in his heart.

Xu Ye drank wine tonight, and Xu Ye's heartache when he saw Su Mian being pointed at by a gun irritated him, and his heart still hurts even now.

It wasn't until he saw that the person holding the gun was A, the big rock in his heart fell apart.

He saved A's sister.

"Hui, cheers! I know the traditions of your Chinese country. You are a soldier and will never get divorced. But, if, I said, if she doesn't love you anymore? Will you still love her? "A was a little surprised. Wei Zhenhui didn't have any expression on his face. His years of military career had taught him how to hide his emotions, but he still felt that he was very sad at the moment.

Because of that woman.

A is really more and more interested in Su Mian!

"Yes." After Wei Zhenhui finished speaking, he drank the wine in his glass without hesitation, as if those were his vows of love.

A leaned back, just leaning on the back of the chair, very lazy, "My sister heard it, I guess she's going to die of sadness!"

After eating, Wei Zhenhui was sent back to the cellar with chicken blood on his face and body.

A stood next to him, "Here, add a little more here, so it’s realistic!" After speaking, he walked to the wall and picked up a wooden stick with a thick mouth. The site was smashed.

He had to do it, after all, the identities of the two were very sensitive.

When Zhao Long and Su Mian arrived, they had already left the building, only to find Wei Zhenhui unconscious in the cellar.

Su Mian saw that Wei Zhenhui was covered in blood, and he had forgotten to use his golden eyes, so he rushed forward, holding Wei Zhenhui's face, and kept crying, "Wei Zhenhui, wake up, Wei Zhenhui, wake up."

The person in his arms was motionless, but he cursed A several times in his heart.

Reminiscing with him, this cost is too high!

He really suffocated him.

The daughter-in-law’s little hand is weak and boneless, and he feels itching on his cheek. What should I do?

"Su Mian, don't worry, the head is still alive." Zhao Long put his hand on his sniffle, and then he was relieved.

This sentence made Su Mian sober, only then did he remember that he had cast a fiery eye on him.

At first glance, I feel more relieved, it is all skin trauma.

I scolded A a thousand or eight hundred times in my heart.

This pervert, what the picture is, just beat Wei Zhenhui, what can he get?

Wei Zhenhui is a trained soldier. If he wants to get military secrets from him, he will not say a word even if he is dead.

So people who hit their ideas on soldiers will drive themselves crazy sooner or later.

Su Mian cursed in her heart.

It was 5 a.m. when he returned to the station, and Su Mian helped him apply medicine all over his body, and Wei Zhenhui showed signs of regaining consciousness.

If he doesn't wake up again, he will have to hold back his internal injuries.

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