Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 373 Is the same person (3)
"Get lost!" Ziwei's face turned green and pale, raised her hand, and pushed the person in front of her with all her strength.

Ding Feng's eyes tightened, and when her hand was about to touch the pearl, she had already blocked it. Ziwei used a lot of force, and that force fell on the back of her hand. Ding Feng, a big man, was also numb for a while.

Mingzhu stood up straight and looked down at the woman in the wheelchair. If she didn't think that she was still useful to her, she would really have wished to cut off the skin of her face with a knife to relieve her hatred.

Seeing her, she seemed to see Ye Chen, but she could imagine how much she hated Ye Chen.

"Get out, if you don't, I'll call the police." As she said that, Ziwei really took out the mobile phone that Aunt Zhang had stuffed beside her.

Mingzhu didn't show the slightest fear, but when she saw the cell phone that was too old to be old in Mingzhu's palm, she smiled contemptuously, "Ziwei, don't you have a hard life?"

She took out her mobile phone, clicked on the photo album inside, one photo after another jumped into Ziwei's eyes.

Ziwei turned her head, not wanting to continue watching, Mingzhu gave her a look, and Ding Feng turned her wheelchair, forcing her to watch.

"You crazy woman, who are you?" Ziwei finally couldn't take it anymore, clenched her fists, raised her head, looked at Mingzhu, and asked sharply.

"Who am I?" Mingzhu smiled self-deprecatingly, "It doesn't matter who I am, you just have to remember that I don't like people like you, no, I should say people who hate Ye Chen."

"Ye Chen is my younger sister, how could I hate her." Ziwei turned her head away, not letting Mingzhu meet her eyes.

"Miss Ziwei, from the first moment I saw you, I knew that we belonged to the same kind of people. Don't talk about dark things in front of people who know you. Let's make a deal."

"What deal?" Ziwei turned her face and looked at Mingzhu.

Mingzhu sneered, turned around, and turned her back to Ziwei, "Let's cooperate. After the matter is completed, I want all Ling Mo's money, and his people belong to you."

Ziwei is not a good person either. After she calmed down, she already had a little understanding of the identity of the woman in front of her. Looking at Mingzhu's slender back, she also sneered, "Why should I trust you?"

Mingzhu slammed down, then turned around, looking into Ziwei's eyes this time, she had already been exaggerated with a strong killing spirit.

Ziwei shivered in horror at her eyes.

Mingzhu said slowly, "This sentence, after you finish reading this, ask me again."

She took out the phone from her pocket, tapped it casually, and put it in front of Ziwei.

Ziwei instinctively resisted not wanting to watch it, but when a familiar voice fell on her eardrums, she widened her eyes and looked at the phone screen in front of her.

Looking at Ziwei's expression, Mingzhu sneered again, "Ziwei, do you look good?"

As soon as Ziwei stretched out her hand, she wanted to grab the mobile phone in front of her. Mingzhu's eyes were sharp. Before she touched it, she had already put the mobile phone behind her back. She didn't click to stop the video, and it was still playing.

Wailing and questioning sounded interlaced in the small apartment, which was particularly eerie.

Ziwei's face was pale, and she looked up at Mingzhu, "Ye Zhenshan's death was caused by himself, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Hehe." Mingzhu seemed to have heard some funny joke, "You can save Ziwei's words in court and tell the judge, but there is one thing I have to remind you."

Ziwei shuddered, her lips trembling constantly, "What's the matter?"

She felt that she hadn't been in contact with anyone other than Aunt Zhang for a long time, and she was really out of date, otherwise, how could she not see through the tricks of this woman in front of her.

"With Ling Mo's current status, it can be said that he didn't report what he did to you. Once the responsibility is investigated, I believe you should be very clear about how serious it will be. In addition, I have to remind you, China is a country where the death penalty exists, think about it, with Ling Mo's current status, what will happen to him in a military court?"

Ziwei's eyes widened suddenly, she had a feeling that this woman also loved Ling Mo deeply, why...she could threaten her with the person she loves.

Mingzhu looked into her eyes, seemed to guess what she was thinking, and sneered again, her eyebrows that hadn't been corrected for a long time showed a strong sarcasm, "Don't worry, I used to love him very much, but..."

Having said that, she clenched her teeth suddenly, her eyes narrowed into a line, and a cold light burst out from within, "He killed my biological father and made me lose the wealth I had. Now I only hate him! "

Ziwei was startled by her eyes again.

Mingzhu glanced at Ding Feng, and Ding Feng stood beside her.

Mingzhu took Ding Feng's arm, "Don't worry, he is my man now."

Ziwei's eyes flicked from her to Ding Feng, no matter what her intuition told her was just appearance, in the end, she still chose to believe it.

As if to show her sincerity, before leaving, Mingzhu took out her phone and deleted the video in front of Ziwei.

Ziwei seemed slightly moved by her actions, and asked Mingzhu, "What do you want me to do for you?"

Since it is a transaction, it must cooperate with each other.

Ziwei didn't answer her, but looked at her legs, "When will your legs get better?"

Ziwei was stunned for a moment, then looked down, "Normally speaking, it will take half a year."

"What if the time is faster?" Mingzhu frowned, it seemed that all her plans were related to Ziwei's two legs, and half a year was too long for her.

Ziwei thought for a while, "If the medicine is stronger, it can take up to three months, but the side effects are too great."

Mingzhu looked into Ziwei's eyes and smiled softly, "Ziwei, after going through so many things, I figured out one thing, life is reborn, young is only a few years, if you don't go crazy in those few years, you have no chance to be crazy .”

Glancing at Ziwei's legs covered under the blanket again, her charming face was full of thick mockery, "Ziwei, when your skin is wrinkled, your teeth are all gone, and your hair is all gray, do you think you will live to the end of your life?" Is eighty happier than seventy?"

(End of this chapter)