The evil sister-in-law dressed as a yandere boss

Chapter 1192 Why?
"Big brother!"

Pei Huan woke up from his dream and saw the little witch opposite him staring at him with a bright smile.

Pei Huan was in a trance for a moment, as if he had returned to the past, but he soon realized that he was wrong.

The person in front of me is Tao Zhen, not the little witch.

Pei Huan had a thousand and ten thousand reasons to hate the girl who had taken over the body of the little witch.

In fact, he had hated her, and even after learning that she was not a little witch, but an "outsider", Pei Huan also found a way to wake up his little witch.

He saw her bones.

That's the real little witch.

His lover's body was occupied by a woman of unknown origin, but his little witch could only lie on her bones and never see the light of day.

Why?

Why did he treat his lover like this when he was in this situation for the sake of this family?
Why are they?
What did Pei Huan do at that time?

Pei Huan said that in order to resolve the life and death contract, he needed to go to Chu State.

His brother felt like he was facing a powerful enemy, and this "outsider" also had a worried look on his face.

Pei Huan thought viciously, soon you won't be able to laugh anymore. He has found a way over the years. He found Xiao Yan, the most powerful national teacher in Chu State.

When the time comes, he will drive away this "outsider" and get his little witch back.

Pei Huan smiled gently, watching the "outsider" call him big brother without any grudges, watching her and her brother loving each other sweetly, his heart felt as if someone had dug a hole in it, and he couldn't stop bleeding. of flowing out.

He thought, that's it, very good, let everyone taste this pain together.

Why let him bear this alone?

He no longer wants to be someone's big brother.

forget about it.

He is also a human being, not a god. He has desires and obsessions. The death of the little witch is a thorn in his heart. Every time he touches it, he trembles with pain.

Pei Huan watched with a gentle smile as his brother and the "outsider" walked into the trap he carefully weaved.

then…

Then what?

Pei Huan pinched his eyebrows.

Everything is going smooth.

Ye Tan and Zhao Yunci were a big help. They stood by him unconditionally. For Zhao Yunci, he was his relative and Zhao Yunci's brother.Zhao Yunci had a hostility towards Pei Zhan that even Pei Huan could not understand.

He hates Pei Zhan.

But they are brothers after all.

Bloodlines are truly amazing.

Pei Huan made a desperate move. After the "outsider" lit incense and fell asleep, he nodded firmly to Xiao Yan.

This incense is very precious and can communicate with ghosts and gods.

He wants to fall asleep, he wants to see the little witch, he wants to see what the little witch thinks, does he really love him?
It's ridiculous that Pei Huan still wants to ask this question at this time.

In the dream, Pei Huan saw the little witch.

But she was not the little witch he thought she was.

It was a bizarre story, about "outsiders" and about the little witch.

It was a very dilapidated and strange building, with the words "Missing arms and legs" written on the door.

"＊＊＊Orphanage"

Pei Huan thought, it should be a place like a nursery.

A woman came over. She was dressed strangely, her face looked bad, her legs and feet were injured, and she was walking with a limp.

The woman was holding a baby in her arms. The baby was very well-behaved and didn't cry or fuss. But the woman didn't seem to like her. She stared at the baby and kept crying. But soon, the tears stopped and the woman said fiercely. Staring at the baby, he murmured: "Don't blame me...if you want to blame...just blame that person..."

"I can't...can't have a child with his blood...you will grow up to be just like him..."

"Same people!"

The woman placed the child at the door of the orphanage, took one last look back, and turned to leave.

Pei Huan subconsciously followed the woman and saw that she had returned home and was kicked out mercilessly by her family. People passing by pointed at her.

"That's her, the murderer's woman."

"I heard that she gave birth to a murderer's child."

"Really? That's incredible. I heard that man..." The onlookers pointed to his head: "That man is not normal here. He has not been sentenced to death and is being held in a mental hospital."

"Oh, I don't know where the child went. This kind of disease is hereditary, and I am afraid that a little murderer will be born."

The woman seemed to have heard too many such remarks, and she hurried past with her head lowered and dragging her injured leg.

(End of this chapter)