Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 127 There is a kind of anger called venting anger

Yan Shudan glanced back at the direction of the door, turned his head, and innocently cleared himself up: "What good did I do? Don't make false accusations against me, what happened to Yan Yiren was obviously done by you, and it has nothing to do with me. "

Ling Yun was so angry that he laughed back, knowing that this bitch Yan Shudan would kick him away after taking advantage of him.

Fortunately, she saved a hand and made perfect preparations.

"Yan Shudan, have you forgotten?" Pretending to be innocent, Ling Yunhuan pretended to be more penetrating than her, "It was you who threatened me with the matter between me and Hanjiang, and even paid me 100 million, as a reward, hired someone to deal with Yan Shudan. Yiren's. I was forced to do nothing, and you threatened me."

"You..." Yan Shudan never expected that Ling Yunhuan borrowed the 100 million with such a purpose in mind.

How insidious and cunning!

"Me what me?" Ling Yunhuan smiled with a harmless face.

Even if the wound was affected, she was still happy. Seeing that Yan Shudan's arrogance was gone, she was secretly happy.

"You obviously borrowed that 100 million from me!" Yan Shudan had never suffered such a big loss, and his eyes immediately turned red with anger.

"Where's the evidence?" Ling Yunhuan spread his hand helplessly, "There's no evidence, don't slander me, I can afford a Maserati, and I'm still short of the 100 million? Besides, what's the relationship between me and you? Can you lend me 100 million?"

"Good, good, good!"

Yan Shudan pointed at the tip of her nose, and kept backing away, "You're relying on me, aren't you? Ling Yun likes you bitch!"

"You can't say that, we are grasshoppers on the same rope. No matter what grievances and grievances there were in the past, at least our common enemy has been eradicated, hasn't it?"

Yan Yiren is now brain-dead and has become a vegetative state lying on the hospital bed. It is indeed no different from death.

Having said that, Yan Shudan still couldn't bear the fact that Ling Yunhuan played with her!

It's fine to keep this matter buried in the ground and rot, once it is exposed, her Yan Shudan will be ruined.

She is different from Ling Yunhuan, she has a bright future, why should she be destroyed together?
"Hmph!" Yan Shudan held back his anger, turned around and left without saying anything.

The door of the ward was slammed loudly, Ling Yun smiled happily and closed his eyes to sleep.

Yan Shudan, you can't beat me.

Right now, she, Yan Shudan, and Ji's mother are all in a state of restraint from each other.

No one wants to kick anyone away, if you want to live together, if you want to die, you can only die together.

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Ji Hanjiang always thought that Yan Yiren's accident had something to do with him.

If he hadn't insisted on breaking up, if he hadn't been in contact with her, maybe he could have prevented her from sending Ling Yunhuan to City C.

Maybe, she won't have an accident, let alone turn into a vegetative state, now lying in the intensive care unit.

Ling Yunhuan didn't dare to go on the highway, so she delivered it herself?
Don't even think about it, how many times has she been on the highway in the four years of dating?
In the final analysis, she still valued Ling Yunhuan, a fake best friend, too much.

There is a kind of anger called venting anger.

Ling Yunhuan was the first to bear the brunt and became the target of anger, and secondly, the culprit who hit Yan Yiren while driving on the highway while taking drugs.

That man has already been prosecuted, Ji Hanjiang has made some moves to clear up the relationship, the death penalty cannot be sentenced, and he will be sentenced to life imprisonment!
Just let him spend the rest of his life in prison!
Mother Ji did what she said, and immediately began to contact brain experts at home and abroad, various authoritative professors, and invited people to Ningcheng at any cost.

She does it herself, not through others.

(End of this chapter)