Hidden marriage of a wealthy family: marrying the richest man with his son

bang!

The back of Wang Zhishu's head hit the hard floor, and the pain made him dizzy.

But before he could resist, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, followed by a violent cough.

"Cough cough cough..."

Wang Zhishu covered his chest, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

He lay on the ground, looking at Xu Putao with a face full of hatred, and suddenly gave up struggling.

too weak……

He is really too weak!

A grown man cannot even resist a woman.

What's the point of living like this?

Better to be dead.

Wang Zhishu slowly closed his eyes, as if accepting his fate, and stopped struggling.

Xu Putao didn't care what Wang Zhishu's reaction was.

In her eyes, letting Wang Zhishu die would be more painful than letting Wang Weishan die himself. That was enough!

Xu Putao raised the screwdriver without hesitation and stabbed it into Wang Zhishu's chest!

puff!

Even though Wang Zhishu was mentally prepared, the excruciating pain still made him cry out.

Wang Weishan stared at the uninjured eye in disbelief.

He crawled over like crazy, leaving a dark and thick trail of blood underneath him.

Wang Weishan collapsed and shouted, "Xu Putao! You bitch! Let go of my son! Come at me if you want to kill or chop him!"

Xu Putao saw Wang Weishan like this for the first time.

That timid, fearful, hysterical and helpless look made her feel happy: Don't worry, neither of you, father and son, can escape!

The moon is like water.

Wang Weishan's screams and pleas could be heard from time to time in the rental house.

But this place is remote and not many people hear it.

Even if they were heard, in the dead of night and in the dark, no one would dare to come and check.

Until finally, the screams and shouts gradually disappeared.

The strong smell of blood seeped out from the open window.

I don't know when, the door was pushed open.

Xu Putao came out covered in blood, still holding the breast screwdriver in his hand.

Wang Zhishu was dead, stabbed to death by her in front of Wang Weishan.

Wang Weishan also died.

When he was suffering from the pain of losing his son, Xu Putao stabbed him in his eyes, heart, and various important organs!

Her revenge and the revenge of her friends are finally avenged!

Xu Putao was very happy.

She had been confused all her life, and finally understood it today.

very nice.

After walking for who knows how long, Xu Putao stopped at the door of the police station.

The light inside was so soft, it seemed like the best way to go.

Xu Putao wondered if the outcome would have been different if she had always had such a ray of light shining in her life.

This light can be good parents, kind friends, or kind-hearted teachers.

But she didn't.

She was alone like this, pushed step by step by the environment, pushed by the evil thoughts and distorted values ​​​​in her own heart, until she got to where she is now.

Fortunately, now she can finally stop.

Xu Putao smiled and walked into the police station covered in blood.

She looked at the surprised staff and said, "I committed a murder and now I am surrendering."

……

Three days later, in the hospital.

Ning Ran took Gu Siang's hand and begged, "I'm really fine. Let's get out of the hospital. If I stay here any longer, my whole body will become moldy."

Gu Siang's attitude was gentle, but his tone was firm, "But your voice is still a bit hoarse. Although the wound on your neck has healed, you can still see the traces."

Ning Ran shook Gu Siang's arm slightly and grunted, "How can there be no traces after being injured? Doesn't that mean he is a monster? These are all normal phenomena."

Seeing that Ning Ran really wanted to be discharged from the hospital, Gu Siang had no choice but to take a step back and said, "Then rest for today and then discharge tomorrow."

Ning Ran was a little dissatisfied and reluctantly said, "Okay then."

Gu Siang scratched the tip of her nose and said, "Be happy. After a while, there may be good news coming to you."

Ning Ran's eyes lit up, "What's the good news?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Shuo hurried in.

His hair was a little messy, but the light in his eyes couldn't be covered even by gold-rimmed glasses.

Fang Shuo looked at Gu Siang excitedly, "Mr. Gu, Wang Weishan is dead!"