Rich and poisonous love: Husband, please love me

She rushed towards Shuixi fiercely, and Shuixi fell to the ground unprepared. Then, Chen Shuiling scratched and slapped her frantically.

Shui Xi quickly stood up and resisted, and the two scuffled together in an instant.

Xia Lan, who was sitting on an office chair, saw them fighting together through the gap in the crowd, and a vengeful sneer appeared on the corner of her lips.

The people around them surrounded them as if they were watching a play, all with contemptuous smiles on their faces.

Both of their faces, arms, and bodies were covered in paint. Although Shui Xi really didn't want to wrestle with her, let those gloating at their misfortunes see them as monkeys playing tricks.

But this person's attack is really too ruthless. If she doesn't resist, she will definitely be beaten into a shapeless shape by her. Moreover, she just humiliated her parents. Even if she is not for herself, she must fight for them.

So, the two of them were tearing at each other with red eyes, and suddenly, Chen Shuiling grabbed Shui Xi's black and soft hair, smiled triumphantly, and pulled it down vigorously.

"Ah~" Shui Xi screamed, and then stared at her like a ferocious beast, Chen Shuiling's hand trembled, almost unable to hold it.

Hair is the only thing Ling Muze admires about her, and no one can touch her hair.

Shui Xi bit her lips tightly, her eyes were bloodshot, and she used all her strength to turn around and push Chen Shuiling down, her hands ruthlessly wrapped around her neck.

"Relax." Shui Xi said coldly.

"Not loose." Realizing that Shui Xi cared about her hair very much, Chen Shuiling smiled triumphantly as if she had caught a handle, and pulled her hair even harder.

The force of the pulling was too great, Shui Xi's head was thrown back, and his scalp was numb from the pain.

A lot of hair was ripped off by a woman last time, and this time there must be no more hair ripped off.

Ling Muze likes it, and she will fight to the death to protect it.

She bit her lips tightly, stared coldly at Chen Shuiling with bloodshot eyes, and tightened her grip on Chen Shuiling's neck with both hands: "Let go, let go."

"Don't think about it, I, I'm going to pull out all your hair." Chen Shuiling's face turned pale from being pinched by Shui Xi, but she still refused to let go of her hair.

At this moment, she not only took revenge on Yu Shuixi for revealing her embarrassing things, but she was also angry that she could become Ling Muze's mistress. The strong jealousy tore her heart fiercely, making her want to die with Shuixi decision.

Shui Xi saw several strands of hair falling on Chen Shuiling's chest, and she couldn't help but shrink her eyes. All that appeared in front of her eyes were the scenes of Ling Muze washing and combing her hair.

No one can touch her hair, no one!

With the violent ups and downs of her emotions, her thoughts were no longer under her control, and she pinched Chen Shuiling's neck vigorously.

Chen Shuiling felt that all the air was blocked in her throat and she couldn't breathe out. She was so suffocated that her lips turned white and her face was terribly red.

When the onlookers saw that Chen Shuiling's expression was not right, as if she was about to be strangled to death, they all panicked.

Someone yelled tremblingly at Shui Xi: "Bai Shui Xi, you are crazy, let go of her, she will be strangled to death by you."

Shui Xi's eyes were completely reddened, her mind was full of strands of hair falling out, without her hair, Ling Muze would never look at her again, never again.

Her heart was so sad that she couldn't listen to other people's yelling, and she still pinched Chen Shuiling's hair vigorously.

Chen Shuiling's eyes turned white after being pinched, and she looked like she was about to recite it in the next moment.

Although they were very happy that the two were fighting together, they would not be able to get away with it if someone died.

So, several people rushed forward and pulled Shui Xi away from Chen Shuiling's body with great effort.

Shuixi sat down on the ground, touched her hair undecidedly, a dozen fell off in an instant, endless sadness surged in her heart, tears filled her eyes, "Bai Shuixi, you murderer, you strangled Chen Shuiling to death She still has the face to cry with grievance!" Someone yelled at her.

Shui Xi looked at Chen Shuiling with wide eyes, and saw that she was lying motionless on the ground, and suddenly she was so weak that she almost collapsed on the ground.

What she doesn't want to strangle her is that she keeps pulling her hair, her most cherished hair, and no one can move her hair, no one can.

Shui Xi curled up into a ball shiveringly, trembling unceasingly.

Suddenly, slaps were slapped on her face one after another.

She looked up numbly, it was Xia Lan's angry face.

"Bai Shuixi, today, I have seen you clearly. You are not a human being, but you are so cruel to strangle people to death. You will be in prison for the rest of your life."

Shui Xi only felt a vacuum in her head, and her whole body was as cold as an ice cellar. She couldn't listen to the scolding of everyone around her, and only four words hovered in her mind: She killed someone!She kills!She killed. ． ． ． ． ． ． "What's going on here?" A serious questioning voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked towards the door, and saw the editor-in-chief standing there with a gloomy face. She saw Chen Shuiling lying on the ground, motionless, with a distorted and ferocious fat face.

After a while, the medical staff and the police rushed over. Chen Shuiling was put on the medical rack, and she was handcuffed by the police on suspicion of intentional homicide.

Seeing Shui Xi being taken away by the police with a pale face, Xia Lan sneered sneering. Unexpectedly, things developed better than she expected.

At this moment, she was looking forward to the failure of Chen Shuiling's rescue and death, so that she could make Shui Xi disappear from this world forever without any effort.

In the police station, Shui Xi was crouching in a corner exhausted both physically and mentally, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes.

Her eyes were as empty as a pool of stagnant water. The police's repeated interrogation just now almost broke her down, and forced her to sign a document for intentional homicide.

Although her mind has been muddied, she also understands that if she signs this document, no matter whether Chen Shuiling dies or not, she will not be able to escape the punishment of the law.

So, when the policemen forced her to make her fingerprints, she struggled to resist, but she couldn't stand the restraint of so many policemen. She was powerless to resist, and finally pressed her red fingerprints.

She didn't understand why the police asked her to confess before they had questioned her clearly. Was it to complete the interrogation as soon as possible or was someone behind the scenes to kill her?

She doesn't know why, she just knows that she will spend a long time in prison in the future.

There are cold walls on all sides, the prison is very dark, there are no windows, she doesn't know whether it is day or night, even though it is summer night, there is still a chill that permeates her skin, causing her to curl up in a corner and shiver.

The pain on her body was no match for the desolation in her heart. At this moment, she felt that she was left alone in the whole world, helpless, and fending for itself.

He thought about it a lot, until finally he was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

The wound became inflamed and she developed a high fever. Not long after, she woke up uncomfortably, her whole body was hot as if a fire was burning, her mouth was dry, her top-heavy body seemed to be floating in mid-air, and her whole body had no center of gravity.

Because she became a fool because of high fever when she was a child, she has always had a strong fear of high fever.

Although she doesn't know what kind of trial she will face next, she still doesn't want to be a fool again.

So, she struggled to get up, but just stood up, her feet were as heavy as lead, and she couldn't lift them up, and accidentally fell heavily on the ground.

Even so, the strong will to not want to be burned into a fool again made her push her hands to the ground and move towards the door.

Scarlet blood oozes from the scarred arm that was scratched repeatedly on the ground.

As if she couldn't feel the pain, she tried her best to support her heavy body and climbed forward, leaving shocking bloodstains along the way.

Finally climbed to the door, she raised her bloody hand and gritted her teeth to knock on the big iron door, shouting hoarsely as she knocked: "Help, help, help..."

After knocking for a while, there was no response, and the thought of not wanting to burn into a fool again forced her to endure the severe pain all over her body, and struggled to stand up with her fingers on the back of the door.

Her eyelids were so heavy that she could hardly open them. She tried her best not to fall down, facing the hole that was only the size of a bowl, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "I am so uncomfortable, help, help... "

A prison guard on patrol heard the call and came over. Through the cave, he saw Shui Xi's face that looked like a human, but a ghost, and impatiently kicked towards the iron gate.

"What a ghost at night, even though Director Chen's niece has been saved, you don't even think about getting out of this prison, you'll have to stay in this prison for the rest of your life, it's better to die like that, it's over once and for all... ..."

The prison guard chattered on and on, Shui Xi's head was burnt into a ball of paste, but he couldn't hear what he said clearly, he still begged in a hoarse voice, "I'm in such a difficult time, please help me, help me, I'll help you!" I don't want to be a fool, I don't want..."

"It doesn't matter if you are stupid or not. Anyway, you have to stay in prison for the rest of your life. Don't bark at me anymore. It's annoying to hear your voice that's worse than a duck. Don't bark anymore. good-looking."

The prison guard dropped this sentence in a warning, kicked down the iron gate vigorously, and then went on patrol slowly.

Shui Xi's cry became lower and lower, and finally, unable to hold on any longer, she slid and sat on the ground, dying.

As a child, the high fever burned her brain, and she was bullied by many people. The impression was too deep. Although she was extremely uncomfortable, she still relied on her strong consciousness to resist falling asleep.

She didn't know if she fell asleep this time, would she be a fool again when she woke up.

She should stop being a fool, and stop letting others laugh at and bully her.

But now that she is locked up here, what should she do?

Vaguely, an extremely handsome face appeared in her mind. Although her head was hot, she knew who she was thinking of.

It was not Ling Muze when he was young, nor Ling Yucheng, but Ling Muze who covered the sky with his hands.