Hao Yuxue was sitting downstairs in the Leng Group, holding a cup of cold coffee in her hand.

She looked up at the bright lights on the upper floors. In the words of Ancheng people, if there was a blackout in the entire city, the upper floors of the Leng Group would always be bright.

However, the lights in Leng Yeting's office never came on.

Hao Yuxue went up specifically to inquire about it at noon. Leng Yeting left very early yesterday and has not appeared until today.

Hao Yuxue waited and waited here. Until now, the lights in his office and the rest room inside the office were not on.

He actually ran to see that bitch.

The son of that bitch is still throwing a tantrum over the phone.

Wei Yan, you are really capable!

Hao Yuxue's heart began to ache until her legs became cold and numb. Hao Yuxue stood up, threw the coffee in her hand into the trash can, and turned around to leave.

Returning to Xingguang Garden, Hao Yuxue sat in the cold living room, looking numbly at the photos hanging opposite.

The uncomfortable emotion rising in her heart made her suddenly raise her hand and slap her face very hard.

It was all because of Wei Yan that she had reached this point, and it was her own fault for not finding out the details of Wei Yan.

All along, in Hao Yuxue's eyes, there was no one she couldn't control, but Wei Yan was beyond her plan.

It was only now that Hao Yuxue was unwilling to admit Wei Yan's terror.

Wei Yan is calm, self-possessed, has strong learning ability and willpower, and she is a member of the Pucheng Ji family.

In fact, thinking about it, how could a woman who could stand beside Leng Yeting and be remembered by Leng Yeting be a waste?

Hao Yuxue raised her hand and gave herself another very hard slap in the face.

Strong painful emotions were grinding in her heart, and Hao Yuxue's hands and feet began to spasm involuntarily.

Her eyes gradually looked towards the drawer next to the TV opposite.

By the time she realized what she had done, Hao Yuxue had already picked up the medicine in the drawer.

Her fingers were shaking more and more violently. Hao Yuxue held the medicine bottle with all her strength, even trying to crush it.

Wei Yan, Wei Yan, Wei Yan...

This name lingered in Hao Yuxue's mind. She clenched the medicine bottle tightly and her eyes became vicious and hateful.

"Wei Yan!!!" Hao Yuxue roared like a scream.

She lowered her head to open the medicine bottle, poured out a pill, and swallowed it without paying attention.

She raised her head and closed her eyes. After a long time, Hao Yuxue opened her eyes: "Ye Ting, I have been kind to you many times, and I will not let you go this time."

"You should stay by my side. You are mine. You should have been mine since birth. Even if you become a corpse, you should lie beside me coldly!!"

As she spoke, she thought of Uncle Bing's funeral tomorrow.

The corners of Hao Yuxue's mouth gradually raised, and her smile became brighter and brighter.

Very well, funeral represents death, and death needs to be praised with blood.

Hao Yuxue suddenly bit her lip, and the smell of blood spread on her lips.

Hao Yuxue raised her hand and lightly touched her lips with her fingers. She looked at the bright red color on her fingertips through the street lights outside the house.

"It's so beautiful." Hao Yuxue's eyes were almost intoxicated.

Waiting for tomorrow, so much blood should look better.

"Wei Yan, you will thank me." Hao Yuxue murmured, and suddenly laughed again, and her laughter became happier and happier.

She raised her hand to open the drawer, gently threw the medicine bottle back, and turned back upstairs in the darkness.

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