The rich and young husband is a mermaid

Chapter 822 I Have Always Secretly Liked You (6)

That appearance, there is no usual simplicity, it looks like a crazy female devil.

"Xiaobing, do you really think you've won? Isn't destroying me the same as destroying yourself?" Zhong Linger remained expressionless.

She picked up the phone directly and called the police! "Mr. Police! Someone poisoned me and disfigured me. Please come to Xiang Zhai and arrest him!"

"Zhong Linger, you bastard!"

When Xiaobing saw Zhong Linger call the police, she suddenly went crazy. She rushed to Zhong Linger and grabbed Zhong Linger's neck.

Zhong Linger kept kicking the cabinet with her feet, making a loud noise.

Xiang Yimo in the side hall heard the voice and quickly closed the book. "Linger! What happened to Linger!"

The bedroom door was locked.

Xiang Yimo broke out in a cold sweat, and before he had time to find the key, he simply kicked the door hard.

He has always been as strong as an ox, and after kicking a few times, the lock was broken and the door came loose.

Xiang Yimo saw that Xiaobing was strangling Zhong Linger to death.

He strode forward and slapped Xiaobing hard twice. "Smelly woman, what are you doing to the young mistress!"

It's really hard to imagine that such a cold man would be so sympathetic to Zhong Ling'er!

It is said that a man cannot beat a woman, but if that woman wants to kill his wife, as a man, how can he not beat her, even killing her is not an exaggeration.

Xiang Yimo grabbed Xiaobing by the hair and threw Xiaobing to the corner of the room.

He quickly turned around and grabbed Zhong Linger's shoulder. "Ling'er, are you okay!"

Zhong Ling'er's neck was red from being pinched by Xiaobing. She was so uncomfortable that she coughed again and again, but she still shook her head, expressing that she was fine.

"What happened!" Xiang Yimo asked Zhong Linger.

Zhong Linger frowned, and said in extreme pain: "The person who made me into what I am now is really Xiaobing!"

"What did you say?" Xiang Yimo raised his voice by N decibels, and his tone was filled with anger.

After he helped Zhong Ling'er to the bed and sat down, he looked down at Xiaobing who was sitting on the ground.

"Master, I got that poison by accident, and I don't have an antidote. I guess there is no cure. Zhong Ling'er will never be beautiful again in this life. Do you still love her?" Xiao Bing looked at Xiang Yimo.

She is not grass but not wood, facing a perfect man like Xiang Yimo every day, and at the age of first love, how could she not be moved?
Xiaobing has liked Xiang Yimo longer than Wang Shan has liked Xiang Yimo. Probably even Wang Shan would never have imagined that beside Zhong Linger, she is not the only woman who is jealous of Zhong Linger to the point of death. The secretive little maid, just like her, wished Zhong Linger would die!

Xiang Yimo stared at Xiaobing on the ground expressionlessly, and said nothing, but it was more frightening than cursing.

The bedroom fell into silence, even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

"Why did you do that?" Xiang Yimo asked Xiaobing.

"Young master, can't you tell? Because I've been secretly fond of you! Young master, can you take a look at me? Xiaobing is also good-looking, at least, she's much prettier than Zhong Linger's current ghostly appearance!"

With a loud bang, Xiang Yimo's slap landed on Xiaobing's face.

A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of Xiaobing's mouth, and half of her face was instantly flushed, causing her head to buzz with pain.

But compared to what she did to Zhong Ling'er, what was Xiang Yimo's slap in the face for her?

(End of this chapter)