Lucky wife: let me spoil you, girl

On Wednesday morning, Cheng Jinran came as expected. Without too much nonsense, they went directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle the divorce certificate.

In the afternoon, Su Nuan couldn't resist Fang mujin's overbearing and persistence, and went to the same Civil Affairs Bureau with him to get a marriage certificate.

When she looked at the staff's silly expression, she was ashamed and ashamed.

Fang mujin was as happy as eating sugar beans. Everyone was happy to see sugar, and everyone praised that his daughter-in-law was so beautiful, which made Su wennuan sweet and shy.

Fang mujin also said she would have a grand wedding for her, but Su wennuan didn't agree. She didn't want to be pointed out. She just got married last year and got married again this year. It's better to wait for some time.

Su wennuan holds the marriage certificate and raises a sweet smile on her mouth. Her heart is even sweeter.

I thought that she and Fang mujin had experienced a lot of hardships and finally achieved positive results. In the future, they will strive to be happy every day.

But I don't want to. They still have the last big difficulty to experience!

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Thirsty, desperately thirsty, song youyou woke up in a room full of photos.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw pictures all over the wall. At first glance, it was scary to stare at her with both hands and eyes.

At first, the light in the house was a little dark. She couldn't see who the photos on the wall were. When she adapted to the light in the house, she was even more afraid. She hid all her photos from the house.

Different styles and shapes are all her photos.

Song youyou doesn't know what these places are. He just thinks it's noisy outside, just like the noisy atmosphere of a bar.

Where is this? Why are her pictures all over the wall?

Why did she come here?

Song youyou's head was full of doubts. She got up from the bed and slowly looked at the photos on the wall one by one.

The more you look at it, the more something goes wrong. These photos really look like her, but it's not her who looks at them carefully, and she hasn't taken these sometimes pure and sometimes sexy photos.

It can only be said that the woman in the photo looks very much like her. It's like twins, but it's definitely not her. She can still distinguish this.

Just then, a man and a woman's conversation sounded outside the door: "did that woman wake up?"

"Not yet!"

"Open the door and I'll change her dressing!"

"Yes!"

Song youyou doesn't know who these people are. She can only quickly lie down in bed and pretend to sleep. She squints and sees two women with trays on which are all kinds of bottles of potions.

She felt that they took off her pants and touched some cold potions on the wound below her. Song youyou dared not open her eyes with shame and fear.

"Elder sister Yu, why hasn't she woke up yet? It's time to wake up, isn't it?" Asked a girl with a nice voice

Another mature voice replied: "who knows, but the women outside are relatively delicate. She is not lightly injured and it is normal to be in a coma for a long time."

"Sister Yu, do you say she is Vivian?"

"How did Vivian die? Don't you know?"

"I know, as like as two peas." but this woman looks just like Vivian.

"Do you think boss Mo will take her back as a substitute for Vivian? Boss Mo is really infatuated with Vivian."

"Infatuation? Hehe, the boss brought back those women who look like Vivian. Who will come to a good end? "

"Don't you reward your men to die in the end?"

"Hum, this woman is no exception, but she looks a little similar to Vivian, but it's not really Vivian. After a few days, boss Mo is tired of playing, she still becomes a sex slave on the forbidden Island, and her end will not be better than other women!" Sister Yu said in a sour tone.

"But... But she is so similar to Vivian. I think boss Mo is different from other women. Maybe she is an exception?"

Sister Yu said coldly again, "hum! Let's see. I won't let such an exception exist. "

They touched the medicine for song youyou and left with a tray.

Song Youyou, who pretended to be in a coma, listened to the conversation and understood it.

Vivian in their mouth should be the woman in the photos on the wall, and they think of her very much, so they were robbed by the boss of the terrorist organization.

Listen to the tone of sister Yu, she should like boss Mo, so she has deep hostility to the women robbed by boss mo.

Not to mention whether she will reward her subordinates as a tool to vent her lust because she is tired of being played by boss mo. just say that this jade sister is not an easy person to provoke.

If she doesn't get boss Mo's protection soon, she will never live long in this terrorist organization.

She can't die now. She still has great revenge. If she wants to die, she can't die until Fang mujin and Su wennuan die, otherwise she will die in peace.

Remembering Fang mujin and Su wennuan, song youyou's eyes flashed the hatred of destroying the sky and the earth.

However, even if she hates again, she must first save her life, otherwise don't mention revenge. She will die worse than anyone. After all, this is a place without royal law and more terrible than hell.

In the evening, the door opened with a squeak. Song youyou closed her eyes again. This time, she didn't even dare to squint.

Because she heard the man outside the door call him boss Mo, the boss of terrorists, which made her involuntarily afraid.

The man came in, stood by the bed and stared at the woman on the bed for a long time, then gently stroked song youyou's facial features with his hand with black leather gloves.

Although song youyou tried her best to be patient, her trembling eyelashes betrayed her.

"Are you awake?" A husky baritone came over his head.

Knowing that he had been exposed, song youyou simply opened his eyes and asked in fear, "you... Who are you?"

"What is this place and why am I here?"

"Here... Why are my photos all over here?" Song youyou asked with a timid face.

"Your picture?" A flash of hope flashed in the man's eyes. He turned his head and stared at the photos on the wall. His eyes were deep, as if he were thinking about something.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you bring me here? "

"I beg you to let me go, will you? I'm so scared! "

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you."

Then he said in a hoarse voice, "look carefully. Is the picture on the wall you?"

Song youyou pretended to be confused, looked at the mature man in front of him, and looked at the photos on the wall.

"This... This doesn't seem to be me. I've never taken such a picture?"

"Where did these photos come from? She looks like me. I almost thought this was me!"