Woman 30: I regained my life after divorce

"Dad, I admit I was wrong, just give me a chance."

Zhou Tianlin heard Liu Zhiqiang's voice, picked up the butcher's knife and rushed over.

"Liu Zhiqiang, you bastard, how dare you come here?"

Liu Zhiqiang retreated and said comfortingly: "Tianlin, don't be impulsive. If you have anything to say, say it properly..."

"Get out of here, or I'll stab you to death!"

Liu Zhiqiang knew that Zhou Tianlin was impulsive and could do anything, so he had no choice but to leave in despair.

He was really unwilling to just leave like this.

He drove the car swaying on the road, thinking about how to get Zhou Xinyao to agree to get back together with him.

When he turned an intersection, a funeral procession rushed toward him.

Dozens of people crowded the entire road, crying and crying, which seemed particularly breathtaking.

Liu Zhiqiang's heart skipped a beat and he thought he had encountered a ghost.

Who wouldn’t be afraid if this happened late at night?

Since killing Ye Huanhuan, Liu Zhiqiang has always been uneasy and began to believe in ghosts and gods.

He parked the car on the side of the road, rubbed his eyes, and looked outside through the glass.

After the group of people passed by, he let out a long sigh.

"A funeral in the middle of the night is so damn scary!"

Liu Zhiqiang muttered a curse, started the car and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, there was a knocking on the car door from behind the car.

Liu Zhiqiang couldn't help but tighten his anus and looked behind him through the rearview mirror.

At some point, the mourners turned back and gathered around the car.

Liu Zhiqiang had a ghost in his heart, and he was almost scared to death when he saw this scene.

He was about to step on the accelerator and prepare to run away, when suddenly a woman in mourning stood in front of the car.

"Liu Zhiqiang, come down here!"

This woman was covered in white cloth and her face could not be seen clearly.

But through that unique voice, Liu Zhiqiang recognized her - Liang Shuying.

"Oh~ It's my aunt. I thought I bumped into some lonely ghost! What are you doing?"

"Come down, come down~"

Liang Shuying opened the car door and pulled Liu Zhiqiang out.

An anger welled up in Liu Zhiqiang's heart. He wanted to curse, but seeing so many people around him, he had to stop.

"Auntie, what are you busy with?"

He had guessed everything, he was just asking questions knowingly.

"Liu Zhiqiang, you still have the nerve to say that! If it weren't for you, would Huanhuan have died? Could Lao Ye have died? You are the culprit!"

The anger that Liang Shuying had accumulated in the past few days had nowhere to vent, and Liu Zhiqiang was hit by a gun.

"Auntie, Huanhuan drowned by herself and has nothing to do with me. As for my uncle's death, I can only express my deep sorrow."

Liu Zhiqiang bowed pretendingly, turned around and ran away.

Liang Shuying shouted, "Everyone, stop him. All this happened because of him. We can't take it easy on him!"

Relatives of the Ye family also heard about the bad things between Liu Zhiqiang and Ye Huanhuan, and they all blamed Liu Zhiqiang for Ye Dejin's death. If Ye Huanhuan had not died, Ye Dejin and his wife would not have gone to the funeral, and Lao Ye would not have died in a car accident.

"Everyone, catch him or let him escape!"

The Ye family brothers and sisters immediately surrounded him and pushed Liu Zhiqiang to the ground.

"Uncles and aunties, you have misunderstood me. This matter has nothing to do with me!"

"Still talkin' back? Hit me!"