To Defeat Scum, You Must Start Early, My Lady

Song Zhizhi died in spring, March in Yan Shangguo.

The night before, she spent a whole night with a man, spending the whole night lingering.

Her memory is vague, and she feels hot all night and only thirsty. This feeling is not that the air-conditioning cannot be solved by cold water, and the hunger and thirst are as unstoppable as ants.

She wants.

The moment she touched the man's strong limbs was as if she had caught a life-saving straw, she approached uncontrollably, kept approaching...then completely released.

That night, she didn’t know how long it was, how many times, she only knew that the next morning she saw the worst scene in her life, she saw a naked woman and a naked man lying down. On a big white bed.

That woman is herself.

And that man... is not her lover.

As if the sky had collapsed, there was no time to scream, the door was suddenly knocked open, reporters swarmed in, and the sound of the flashlight "clicked", shining on her extremely pale on the bed!

At that moment, it was like all the reporters from Quanjincheng crowded into the VIP room of this hotel, crowded with people...

"Miss Song, your father's bones are not yet cold, but you do such a cruel thing, don't you feel ashamed?"

"Miss Song, Prosecutor Wen is deeply affectionate and single-minded to you, don't you think you are disgusting when you steal a man behind his back?"

"Miss Song, you publicly regretted the wedding season, and now you are climbing on his bed. You are really a joke of Jincheng..."

The unbearable voice irritated Song Zhizhi's nerves. She gritted her teeth and wrapped the quilt tightly, looking at everything in front of her dumbly.

Suddenly startled.

There was a thin figure standing in the crowd. Song Zhizhi saw Yi Wenhan and watched him turn around and leave quickly.

No, it's not like that.

Song Zhizhi desperately dragged the quilt and rushed out of the bed, madly pushing away from the crowded reporters, chasing the figure, and stumbled out.

"Wen Han, believe me, it's not like that..." Song Zhizhi's eyes were blurred, she chased the person in front of her very hard.

All the way to the empty top floor of the hotel.

Jincheng catkins flew in March, and the sun was shining brightly.

But she was completely cold and heartbroken.

Song Zhizhi looked at Yi Wenhan who was standing on the rooftop. She dragged her body and walked over step by step.

"Wen Han..." Her voice was dumb.

She does not ask for his forgiveness, but she wants to apologize...

"My heart hurts, isn't it? It's so painful that I can't breathe, right?" Yi Wenhan turned around.

Song Zhizhi looked at him.

Seeing his sarcasm in his eyes.

It's ridicule.

There is no pain, only ridicule.

"Actually, this is my arrangement." Yi Wenhan said word by word, "I personally gave you the medicine last night and put you on the bed in Jibai Room."

Song Zhizhi looked straight at him...

"I don't believe it? I hope everything is a dream, right?" A vicious smile appeared on Yi Wenhan's face, "Song Zhizhi, we have had enough fun!"

"Wen Han..." Song Zhizhi murmured, she thought she couldn't call his name anymore.

"After playing with you for so many years, what do you think I want? Love you? Of course not, all I want is your identity as the daughter of Song Shan, Minister of Defense of Yan Shangguo. I want to climb step by step through you. Position." Yi Wenhan said fiercely, "may as well tell you, your brother and your father are all dead in my hands!"

"Yi Wenhan!"

"Don't get excited, there are even more explosive." Yi Wenhan smiled so arrogantly, "Do you think it is true to love your stepmother and stepsister? Don't be naive! Your stepmother married your father just to give One of the easier paths to success for me is that she has poisoned your father with chronic poison all the year round. By the way, your stepmother is my biological mother."

"As for your brother, I kicked the accelerator and burst out of my brain..."

"Enough Yi Wenhan!" Song Zhizhi screamed, "Are you not afraid of thunder and lightning?!"

"I only believe that man can conquer the sky." Yi Wenhan said, his eyes were fierce at that moment, and he suddenly grabbed Song Zhizhi in front of him, "And you, it's time to end!"

"What are you going to do?!" Song Zhizhi's heart tightened, and behind him was an abyss.

"Of course I killed you." Yi Wenhan said, in such a ruthless tone, "What's the point of keeping you all useless?!"

"Yi Wenhan, murder for his life!" Song Zhizhi roared.

"Heh." Yi Wen smiled coldly, "Song Zhizhi adultery is in bed with all the money, and because he is ashamed, he commits suicide in front of his lover! Look, what a legitimate reason!"

Song Zhizhi couldn't believe that the cold-blooded devil in front of him was the man she loved to the bone, the affectionate man who said that she didn't marry, she just watched him push her off the guardrail of the hotel building... No mercy!

Unfortunately, she failed to drag Yi Wenhan to death.

She hates.

Hate into the bones.

Song Zhizhi, the daughter of Song Shan, the Minister of Defense of the Yan Shangguo Ministry of Defence, was so adored that she killed her whole family until she could hardly look at her. She was not reconciled!

If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife, she will definitely let them die!