My husband is a wife

Chapter 751: Toasting, not eating, drinking and punishing

Grandma Jing put the plane ticket on the cabinet, pressed it with something, and then continued to pack her luggage. She has been here for so long, and she is reluctant to throw away many things. She wants to take what she can take away.

Pei Ziming arrived at the destination according to the address on the information. This place is near the group, a bit remote, and there are no people around.

As soon as he got out of the car, he felt a cold wind blowing towards his face. He reached out and pulled the scarf around his neck, and then walked quickly across the road. When he saw the person in front of him, he was stunned.

The person waiting for him there was not Zhan Beichen at all, but Yang Xuezhen with a gloomy face.

"Why is it you?" Pei Ziming looked at the woman in front of him with a gloomy face, who was obviously coming in a bad way, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Hmph." Yang Xuezhen looked at him and sneered, "Why, are you surprised to see me? I just went to drink the northwest wind, what's going on with you now, you want to cross the river to smoke boards before doing things for me?"

"Ma'am, you recommended me to enter Yang's company at the beginning, but I was able to achieve the results I have today because of my own efforts." Pei Ziming said calmly, "Now I don't want to do it, I want to go home."

"You want to go home?" Yang Xuezhen sneered, "Where do you think our Yang's enterprise is, you can come and leave whenever you want?" There is no such cheap thing.

Seeing Yang Xuezhen's face getting darker and darker, Pei Ziming's heart suddenly became a little uneasy, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said calmly: "Mistress, you just think I'm wrong, I've handed in my resignation letter, and I'll be returning home tomorrow Come on, if I make you unhappy in any way, your lord has a lot, please forgive me."

"You make me unhappy, and you still want me to forgive you, in a word." Yang Xuezhen narrowed her eyes, staring at him coldly, "Are you staying or going?"

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, I have already promised my mother, I will go back with her early tomorrow morning, I am sorry, I will not stay, if there is nothing else, I will go back first, and I have to buy something for my mother " She sent him a message just now, saying that the soy sauce at home might not be enough for cooking tonight, so he had to buy it for her.

Pei Ziming bent slightly towards her, then turned around, raised his feet, and was about to leave.

"Pei Ziming, you idiot, you don't want to drink a toast. Since you insist on leaving, I'll give you a ride." Yang Xuezhen suddenly pulled out the gun, and with a bang, a splash of blood splashed into the air, Pei Ziming stared. His eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, but he couldn't control his limp body, and fell to the ground with a plop.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and it was a message from Granny Jing. She said that the ginger at home was not enough, and asked him to buy two yuan to go home.

But he will never see the information in the phone.

"Waste material." Yang Xuezhen walked slowly to his side with a gun in hand, confirmed that he was dead, checked that there was no one around, then turned and left.

The strong smell of blood drifted with the wind.

Qin Wushuang, who was drinking tea at Zhan's house, suddenly trembled, and the teacup he was holding fell to the ground with a bang.

"Young Madam, are you okay?" Dong Nuan quickly stepped forward, held her hand, and asked nervously, "Are you burned?"

(End of this chapter)