80s: Little Sweet Wife

He Biyun was also stunned by Wu Yue's actions. He didn't even care about fighting, so he ran over to ask him clearly why Wu Yue treated her like this!

Wu Yue quickened her pace, she had to get rid of these troubles quickly, she couldn't let others know that she had appeared here today, and she was going to marry Heliance as an official wife!

"Wuyue, stop..."

Meimei also chased after her, but it was too far apart, and Wu Yue ran so fast that she couldn't catch up for a while, and Wu Yue was very cunning. When she ran to the door, she locked the door. ◢щЩш.suimEnG.1a

The door was locked from the outside, and it was still iron, rusted but strong.

"Yueyue...let your mother go out..."

He Biyun screamed in panic, but Wu Yue was not soft-hearted. She glanced at the door indifferently, turned her head resolutely, and prepared to bury the explosives.

"Yueyue... Yueyue... Hurry up and open the door... How can you treat your mother like this?"

He Biyun patted the door in despair and cried, but he couldn't get a half-sentence response, and his heart was extremely cold.

This is her good daughter, the daughter she loves with all her heart, and now she is going to kill her with her own hands!

Meimei was also in a hurry. She looked around for an exit. The most important thing at the moment was to escape from here before Wu Yue detonated the explosives.

This house used to be a workshop. The windows were open so high that it was as tall as an adult. She could barely climb out by herself.

After searching for a long time, she couldn't find an exit. She had limited time, and she was afraid that Wu Yue was going to start detonating explosives.

Meimei made a decisive decision, no longer looking for an exit, but looking for a place to cover up, so that even if it detonated, it could still have a cover, so as not to be killed.

He Biyun was still knocking on the door, hissing and howling, unaware of the imminent danger.

Meimei didn't call her, she carried Yan Xinya on her back, carefully avoided the fruit knife, and ran towards the corner of the factory building, where there were several tables. Yan Mingshun had taught her before that if an earthquake happened, hide in the corner of the factory. Under the table or bed, you can reduce the damage.

Think explosives can also block it!

After finally running to the corner, Meimei put Yan Xinya on the ground, then stacked the table, and formed a small circle to make an artificial barrier.

Meimei wanted to find something to block her, when Wu Yue's voice came in.

"Mom... Qingming Zhongyuan, I will give you more incense and burn money, and I will be your daughter in the next life!"

He Biyun cried out: "Yueyue... let your mother go out, I'm your mother!"

"Who made you impatient...Mom...Goodbye, I will let your most hated mother and daughter Yan Xinya accompany you on the road, you can leave in peace!"

"click"

Wu Yue lit the lighter~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The light blue flame danced in the wind, she gritted her teeth, resolutely lit the lead, and threw it in from the window without hesitation, and quickly ran to the van .

She was not in a hurry to leave. She had to hear the explosives explode with her own eyes and make sure that Zhao Mei was really dead before she could rest assured.

"boom"

A loud bang sounded, followed by several consecutive sounds, and the ground shook. Brows covered her head with both hands, covered her ears, and threw herself on Yan Xinya.

The table was shaken to pieces, and many broken branches splashed on Meimei. The heat wave stunned Meimei and made her unconscious.

Wu Yue hooked her lips proudly, and was about to go in to see if Zhao Mei was dead. When the pager rang, it was Heliance who asked her where she was, and asked her to call back as soon as possible.

She had to drive to the phone booth first, ready to make a phone call and come back, but when she drove out of the intersection, she saw several cars. One of them had a familiar license plate. It was Yan Mingshun's car. She used to come to school to pick up Zhao Mei from school. this car.

Wu Yue was frightened in a cold sweat, secretly thankful that she ran fast and did not let Yan Mingshun catch the current situation.