After rebirth, I became addicted to being pampered in his arms

Two hours before Zhong Qing's death, Yue Huai was being affectionate with his lover in bed.

There is a lot of excitement and action.

She was behind the monitor, staring at the screen with a look of resentment and hatred, like a dry and ugly female ghost.

Ever since the car accident, Zhong Qing has become like this, unkempt and haggard.

She lost her three-year-old baby and both legs in the accident.

Later, it was discovered that Yue Huai was having an affair, and Zhong Qing paid a high price to hire a private detective to install surveillance cameras in that woman's home so that they could monitor them at any time.

And what Yue Huai said about working overtime tonight or having dinner with colleagues all became excuses.

Looking at the two naked bodies entangled together on the screen makes people feel nauseous.

Zhongqing's stomach churned and she stretched out her skinny fingers to turn it off.

"She really won't live long?"

His fingers paused and he looked back at the screen.

During the break, the woman lifted her hair and asked, "She is really strong inside. You killed her parents and brother in an uninhabited area, and also killed her precious son. How could she still swallow this anger?"

The panting sound continued, and Yue Huai finished lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out. He smiled when he heard her words.

"Zhong Qing still has so much money in her hands, how could I let her know? I am still hiding it now, but I am also very sad about Xiaobao's death. I just wanted her to get into a car accident. I didn't expect that stupid woman to go out with Xiaobao!"

Yue Huai could still think of his son’s sweet smile even with his eyes closed. That was his first child, how could he not feel heartbroken?

But men are not limited to one species, and they can give birth to children just like other women, right?

The light from the screen was projected onto Zhong Qing's face. Fear and shock filled every corner of her face. She was even so stunned that she couldn't close her mouth.

That car accident took Xiaobao away, and her hopes. In the end, the driver fled the scene and has not been caught yet.

She thought Yue Huai was just cheating and having an affair, but she didn't expect...

"She won't live long. After she dies, we sell the villa she lives in, buy a property in H City, and have another baby that belongs to both of us. What do you think?" Yue Huai had a good plan. After living off the Zhong family for so many years, he could finally get rid of them and start his own business. He would laugh even in his dreams about this.

The woman smiled coquettishly and climbed a few inches closer to him: "You can decide on this matter."

Yue Huai pursed his lips and smiled, looked up at the ceiling of the bed, then his eyes moved slowly and finally fell on the camera.

The look was cold but a bit weird, with a hint of provocation, which was transmitted from the camera to the screen, and it frightened Zhong Qing so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

She clenched her fingers tightly around the edge of the table and was trembling all over.

Devil, devil!

It turns out that the death of his parents and brother was not an accident, and Xiaobao's car accident was also planned by him? !

Zhong Qing stared at the provocative man on the screen, reaching the bottom of despair, and vowed to uncover the evidence of Yue Huai's crimes!

Suddenly I remembered that I could ask my best friend Shen Yan for help, but her cell phone was next door.

Zhong Qing put her hands on the wheelchair and turned the handle. The wheelchair moved slowly. She turned the door lock and opened the door. The figure of a tall strange man appeared in front of her.

The man had a hammer in his hand, a very heavy hammer.

Zhong Qing's gaze slowly moved downwards, with fear in her eyes. She then realized what Yue Huai meant by that sentence.

She won't live long. She will die tonight.

He knew there were surveillance cameras and that Zhong Qing was watching across the street, so he was so unscrupulous and blatant!

Zhong Qing subconsciously closed the door to resist the man, but she was a disabled person and was powerless even if she used all her strength.

The man looked terrifying under the dim light. He grinned, swung the hammer in his hand, and hit Zhong Qing's head hard!

It was a drizzling day, and the mourning hall was filled with white chrysanthemums. Many mourners came and went, and they couldn't help sighing when they saw the young faces in the portraits.

Zhong Qing, 25 years old, died in a home robbery and the whereabouts of the murderer is unknown.

Yue Huai, wearing a black suit, looked haggard and full of grief, with a white flower in his chest pocket. He was standing beside the coffin, accepting condolences from every guest.

Those who came to mourn were all old friends and relatives who had been away from home since the accident. They had gradually lost contact with them and were here to see them for the last time. Most of them came with a feeling of pity and regret.

Yue Huai is a live-in son-in-law. In the first year after marriage, Zhong's parents and eldest son met with an accident and died on the road of self-driving tour. It is said that they died in an uninhabited area, and their bodies have not been found until now. Last year, the three-year-old son met with misfortune again, and Zhong Qing became disabled. Now Yue Huai is alone, and the family has broken up.

"It's so pitiful that he is so young. Oh! Yue Huai, you must not mourn for him. There are still many days ahead of you."

"Thank you, aunt."

Yue Huai showed a lot of frustration, his eyes were bloodshot after spending the whole night with his lover, but to outsiders, it seemed that he loved Zhong Qing so deeply that he was sad all night. But in Zhong Qing's eyes, he was so artificial and his disguise was perfect!

Looking at her own body lying in the coffin, Zhong Qing floated forward and reached out to touch it, but the transparent fingers pierced through the coffin and through her body.

Suddenly, an uninvited guest broke in. He was also wearing a black suit and black leather shoes. His face, wearing sunglasses, looked very heavy, and his slightly messy hair was like his tormented heart.

Yue Huai looked at him as he approached little by little, forcing a smile on his sad face, "Muye, you're here."

The man simply ignored him, walked to the coffin, placed the white chrysanthemum in his hand on it, and stared at the black and white photo in silence for a while.

The photo might have been taken after her wedding. Although she was still smiling, the smile did not reach her eyes.

Muye's cold expression contrasted with the guests' regret. He glanced sideways at Yue Huai. Others could not understand his pretended pain, but it could not escape his eyes.

"You got what you wanted."

Yue Huai was slightly surprised, but then he quickly reacted and took a half step forward to stand face to face with Mu Ye, with a sinister look in his eyes: "When she died, there was a big hole in her head and she was bleeding profusely. In order not to scare everyone, I put flowers in the coffin to cover it up. You didn't see it, did you?"

Zhong Qing thought again of the man holding the hammer. When he swung it down, blood blurred her eyes and half of her head collapsed.

Thinking of this, pain spread throughout Zhong Qing's body. She trembled all over and wished she could strangle Yue Huai to death.

"I personally killed her parents and brother while driving my car. Their bodies were dumped in an uninhabited area. They may have been eaten by some wild animals."

"And she's a cripple, what do you think I'm going to do with her?"