Evil husband, you stand in my way!

Chapter 228

This woman, this woman, not only caused his mother to die, but also single-handedly deprived him of his happiness. How could he not hate it?
Yang Hanying trembled in fear, without a trace of blood on her face, she took a few steps back in fear.

Four years can really change a lot of things. She was such a graceful and luxurious woman back then, but now she is just a cleaning old woman. Her white and delicate hands have become rough now, and her well-maintained face has also become bruised. With so many wrinkles and the shabby clothes she was wearing, she didn't look like the pampered woman back then.

A mocking light flashed in Ning Yun's eyes, he reached out and grabbed a wine bottle on the table, and slammed it at Yang Hanying's stomach, "Aren't you very proud? Bitch!"

"Ah—" With a scream of pain, Yang Hanying curled up on the ground in pain.

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Ning Yunyun's mouth, but it wasn't enough, she stepped forward, and kicked Yang Hanying's stomach fiercely with her shiny leather shoes, "Let you be noble! Let you kill my mother! Let you kill my mother!" Caused me to lose my happiness, bitch!"

Yang Hanying clutched her stomach, her face was full of pain.

Yang Yazhu was stunned, her body trembling, she had already finished drinking a bottle of wine, her eyes flashed with worry, but she shrank herself and dared not speak.

This man is simply a demon. If she dared to say another word, she might be the one who died.

"If it wasn't for you, your daughter wouldn't be here. She should live happily because of you!" Ning Yun looked at Yang Hanying like a devil, "Originally I could have let your daughter go, but If you ruin my happiness, I will ruin both of you!"

"I'm sorry. I was wrong... I was wrong." Yang Hanying's face was full of tears, full of remorse.

"Hehe, if Qian Yufei's mother and her father hadn't divorced to marry you, and if you hadn't taken the compensation when my father died, then nothing would happen later. If you want to blame, you can blame yourself." Condensed Yun said condescendingly. Staring at Yang Hanying, a sneer flashed in his eyes, "Is it too late to regret it now?"

He didn't look at Yang Hanying anymore, but he didn't let her go. With a mocking smile in his eyes, he looked at the flushed Yang Yazhu, his eyes were bright, and the brightness caused layers of cold sweat to break out on Yang Yazhu's back.

Ning Yun pouted angrily, there were still seven or eight bottles of wine on the table, with a bright smile on his face, "Drink these up!"

Yang Yazhu's eyes widened, she would die if she drank so much.

Shaking his head, "I can't drink that much."

Ning Yun smiled, and looked at Yang Hanying next to her, "Then don't blame me for being rude to her, if you drink one less bottle, I'll give her an extra kick."

There was intense pain in Yang Hanying's eyes, she looked at her daughter beggingly, she couldn't move on the ground.

Yang Yazhu could only hold the tears, took the wine bottle tremblingly, and drank one bottle at a time.

The burning pain made her almost die, but she didn't dare to stop, as long as she stopped, her mother would definitely die, her head was already dizzy, her mind was blurred, she vomited after drinking, He vomited and drank the eight bottles of wine.

After drinking, the whole person fell to the ground without knowing anything, his face flushed.

The corners of Ning Yun's mouth twitched slightly, and said lightly, "It's not bad." She turned her head and glanced at the smiling Sheng Fengjin, "Can I deal with this woman today?"

"Of course, as long as you like it." Sheng Feng shrugged his shoulders. Seeing other people's pain has always been his greatest happiness, so why not do it.

"Then thank you brother." Ning Yun smiled, greeted Ma Zai who was standing aside, and said lightly, "You dragged this woman down, remember to find a few more people. By the way, let this The aunt is watching from the side, she used to like to climb into other people's beds, now let her see how her daughter climbs into the beds of many men."

After hearing this sentence, Yang Hanying's face was ashen, and her heart was like a knife.

Enduring the severe pain in her body, she climbed to the front of Ning Yun, crying and said: "Mr. Leng, I was wrong, please spare my daughter."

"Wrong, what's wrong with you? That's right." Ning Yun smiled, with a slight sarcasm flashing at the corner of his mouth, "Your daughter has carried forward your fine traditions, you should be proud. Maybe one day she can really Climb up to the main room and be a noble wife like you."

"Drag out!" His voice turned cold, and he glanced at Yang Hanying in disgust, "It's useless even if you regret it, I want you to taste for yourself what hell is called. From now on, this woman will be the dirtiest and heaviest Let her do all the work."

After finishing speaking, Ning Yunyun stood up and walked away.

Sheng Fengjin stared at his friend dumbfounded, how cruel, this mother and daughter must be ruined here in this life.

There was a gentle smile on his face, and his voice was clear and clear, "You, you, you said that you did something wrong and offended Pianpian, so there is no good fruit to eat now."

Only Yang Hanying was left lying on the ground like dead ashes. If she could choose again, she would rather suffer a little bit than be with Qian Taizhe again.It's too late, everything is too late.

She traded 16 years of ease for a lifetime of pain.

Ning Yun walked out of the underground gambling hall in a clear mood, looked at the colorful neon lights above, and a trance flashed in his eyes, "Yu Fei, are you happy that I punish them like this? I know I can't win your heart back now, but one day, You will return to my arms."

Thinking of this, it seemed that the pain in his heart was not so great. He drove the car back to his small apartment, lay down on the small bed that Qian Yufei had slept in, and fell asleep peacefully.

Three days passed by, and Song Yulang appeared in front of Qian Yufei with a smile on her face, placed a stack of documents in front of her, raised her eyebrows, and said proudly, "Here are the documents you want, put them away. "

Qian Yufei took it, turned it over carefully, and a smile appeared in the corner of her eyes. With these things, she is not afraid that Ning Ningfang will not fall down.

A bright smile appeared on his face, he looked at Song Yulang sincerely, and said softly, "Thank you very much."

Ning Ningfang, your good days are coming to an end, even if there is Ning Ningyun behind you, I am not afraid.

Qian Yufei stood up and looked out the window, a murderous glint flashed in her eyes.

Song Yulang raised his pretty eyebrows, with a smug look, "Do you think I'm amazing?"

"Amazing, you are the most powerful." Qian Yufei suppressed a smile, looked at this man in his thirties who was still playing tricks, and said softly.

(End of this chapter)