Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

At this time, Ning Shuqian in the hospital had obtained the results of the investigation of Wen Haowen's mistress by the private detective agency.

She looked at the photos scattered on the hospital bed in disbelief.

These photos are very clear. There are photos of Wen Haowen and the woman together, photos of the woman alone, and even intimate photos of Wen Haowen and her.

To her disbelief, the woman in the photo!

——Yang Ziyu!

That, the woman she once sent to Wen Haowen's bed with her own hands, that Yang Ziyu who once staged an "infidelity door" with Wen Haowen, which almost ruined Wen Haowen's reputation.

The [Cheating Door] was meticulously directed by her and carefully arranged by Mr. Z. In the end, she succeeded in keeping her marriage, making it impossible for Wen Haowen to divorce her, and it also allowed her to win over Wen Haowen again.

However, she never expected that Yang Ziyu would get mixed up with Wen Haowen again.

Yang Ziyu was actually the third party who intervened in her marriage, the chief culprit who made Wen Haowen completely dislike her, and made her a woman who had nothing.

"This pair of shameless adulterers!" Ning Shuqian yelled while gritting her teeth.

Sudden--

Her eyes fell on Yang Ziyu's bulging belly with viciousness and viciousness.

In the dark eyes, crazy emotions, like a raging tornado, brewed in her eye sockets bit by bit, frantically...

"Bitch, bitch, bitch..." Ning Shuqian could no longer keep her calm and screamed and cursed.

She never thought that Yang Ziyu would be pregnant!

She is pregnant with Wen Haowen's child!

And conceived before her.

Moreover, the stomach is already so big.

She didn't know until now.

That's why Wen Haowen was so cruel and heartless towards her, disregarding his affection, even killing her, wishing to get rid of her as soon as possible, because he wanted to marry Yang Ziyu as his wife?

Children, what Wen Haowen values ​​most is children, and now his wish has finally come true.

But what about her?

How innocent is her child?

In order to fulfill Wen Haowen and his mistress' child, he was sacrificed in the end?

Thinking of her aborted child, Ning Shuqian's entire body fell into a state of madness. The snow-white ward was shaking and distorted. The dense whiteness in front of her eyes seemed to have countless bones, struggling to get out. It seemed that she could still hear ghosts screaming in her ears. the sound of.

"Death ghosts, you are all evil ghosts who are demanding my life, want me to die, make way for that bitch woman, make way for that bitch woman's child, I just don't like you, get out... get out ..."

Ning Shuqian sneered sinisterly, with a strange and cold smile, there was a kind of fear that made one's bones stand on end, and her hairs stood on end.

"Son, I won't let you die in vain. Whoever killed you will go to hell, hahahaha..." Ning Shuqian stared coldly at the photo, Yang Ziyu's round belly, dark In the eyes, there was a vicious light flashing.

Damn!

All be damned!

All should go to hell.

"Yang Ziyu, you bitch, you think that if you are pregnant with a child, you will be able to marry into the Wen family, become a legitimate Mrs. Wen, and take away everything that belongs to me, hahahaha... I will not do what you want, you I will pay a terrible price for what you have done."

Ning Shuqian did not know where to find a small knife, five bony fingers that looked like withered bones, bent slowly, clenched the knife in her hand, and then slashed fiercely at Yang Ziyu's belly.

a bit!Twice!Three times!Four times—

The sharp knife scratched at the tape, and there was a shrill and piercing "rustling" sound, which made the teeth sore and made the scalp tingle.

And Ning Shuqian's triumphant, crazy, frenzied laughter, combined with such a voice, reverberated faintly in the empty, white and miserable sick room.

"Wen Haowen, you are a heartless and ungrateful dog who is not as good as a beast, a murderer who killed your own child with your own hands, I will let you go to hell in person, kneel down and repent to my child, I will make you die badly."

The knife in Ning Shuqian's hand suddenly slashed fiercely at Wen Haowen's face.

"kill--"

"Kill kill kill kill—"

"Die, die, die—"

Ning Shuqian went crazy, chopping up the photo in front of her, as if this photo was Wen Haowen herself, and as she stabbed down, she could still see bright red blood gushing out of Wen Haowen's body.

She seemed to think of that day again, the scene of Wen Haowen strangling her neck, trying to put her to death, and killing her painfully.

Thinking of Wen Haowen again, he kicked her hard, causing her to miscarry, bleeding profusely.

There was a faint pleasure in the heart, the pleasure of torture and revenge.

"Hehe——have you become so complacent when you have a son? Do you think that having a son is all you need? Don't take me seriously, treat me all day long, don't treat me as a human being, and even kill my son. Son...you said...how should I repay you?"

Ning Shuqian's murmured voice was light and fluttering, like the voice of a ghost, and like a whisper in a corner of a lover's corner, but that pale, haggard face was full of madness and terror.

She gently picked up a photo of Wen Haowen carefully supporting Yang Ziyu with her big belly. The two of them were intimate, Wen Haowen gently stroked Yang Ziyu's belly with one hand, and Yang Ziyu showed a sweet and happy smile.

She lightly licked her somewhat dry lips: "It's such a loving and happy family, I really hate to part with you."

There was regret in her tone and viciousness on her face.

Then, her voice turned cold: "Haha, I suddenly thought, how should I repay you, you killed my child, why not... I will kill your child too, so that one life is worth one life, it seems quite Fair."

It's quite fair. Since ancient times, she has killed anyone who killed her son.

Ning Shuqian tightly held the knife in her hand.

I didn't even notice that my finger touched the blade next to the handle. The bright red blood flowed down from between the finger and the blade, drop by drop, and landed on the photo in front of me, staining Wen Haowen and Yang Ziyu in the photo red.

It looked shocking.

"However... don't think that the matter of one life for another is over like this. I will ask you for everything you two owe me."

Ning Shuqian stared at the photo in her eyes, even when the blade cut her hand and the blood continued to overflow, she didn't feel any pain, because the pain in her heart was far greater than this small injury.

Ever since she knew that her child was in miscarriage, her whole body was in the abyss of hell.

The child she finally conceived——

She hasn't had time to be a mother yet—

She didn't even know the child existed—

This child, she has already lost, has long since ceased to exist——

And the person who harmed him is now a family of three, loving and harmonious, this is something she cannot tolerate——

will never tolerate--