Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 288 The Notorious Two-Faced Fairy (End)

"……No."

Qing Wan slapped his hand away and turned to go to the bathroom, but Song Jingheng suddenly grabbed her wrist without any explanation.

The phone in his hand was suddenly pulled away by him.

Qing Wan was horrified and reacted violently, "Song Jingheng, give me back my phone!!"

As she said this, she was about to snatch it back, but Song Jingheng stood still like a mountain. When he stretched out his hand, Qing Wan couldn't reach it.

In addition, this phone was given to her by Song Jingheng, so there was no way to lock it. She could easily swipe it open and see the chat page.

It was a newly added number, but from the tone of the voice, Song Jingheng could tell it was Lu Jinan at a glance.

[Qiqi, are you still there? Don't be afraid, wait a little longer, I will rescue you soon. ]

[Are you hurt? Are you still crying? Darling, reply to me again, I am really worried about you. ]

Song Jingheng just took a quick glance, and the jealousy in his heart was like a collapsed mountain, sweeping away his reason with overwhelming force.

"Where did you get his?"

He had added a monitoring program to Qingwan's phone. He checked it every day, even every few hours. Not to mention that the filtering system in her phone would never allow her to post anything on the Internet.

But now, she actually tried every possible way to escape the cage he set, and even cried and begged other men to save her...

Song Jingheng was so jealous that his throat was filled with a bloody smell. He smashed his phone against the wall, his eyes were sinister and cruel. He pushed Qing Wan against the wall with his backhand and asked again in a rough and hoarse voice.

"Answer me, where did you add him?"

"Did they meet? Where did he touch you?"

Song Jingheng, who was already tense, would collapse completely at the slightest provocation.

He couldn't help but raise his voice a little bit. His eyes were moist and he cried out. Regardless of the injuries on his body, he anxiously tried to take off Qing Wan's clothes.

This is his, every inch of flesh, every inch of blood, is his!!

No one can touch it! No one can touch it!

Qing Wan seemed to be traumatized by his brutality, her face turned pale, and in panic she touched the wound on Song Jingheng's abdomen, causing him to groan in pain and loosen his grip a little.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qing Wan struggled free and tried to rush out in panic, but after running a few steps forward, Song Jingheng grabbed her waist again with a heavy breath and pressed her directly onto the bed.

"Song Jingheng, you can't do this."

Qing Wan's hands and feet were cold and his pupils were trembling violently, but Song Jingheng had completely lost control. His illness had never been cured, and at this moment he was completely immersed in a nightmare.

"Are you so eager to leave me? No! Absolutely not!!"

Song Jingheng was panic-stricken, and suddenly he lowered his voice and murmured nervously: "Is it better to have a child..."

This thought ran into his mind like a demon, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he tried. The anxiety in his heart forced him to reach out and tear off the shoulder straps of Qingwan's nightgown.

Yes, it’s different when you have kids.

A mother's instinct would make her choose family, for the sake of their children...

Song Jingheng seemed to have found the best solution. A burning light suddenly appeared in his eyes. However, the next second, a sharp and cold blade suddenly pressed against the back of his neck.

He paused slightly, opened his eyes, and looked at Qing Wan, whose face was as pale as paper, terrified and resentful. Her hand holding the fruit knife was trembling slightly.

The pillow was thrown to the ground. The knife must have been lying there quietly for a long time.

After contacting Lu Jinan, was he planning to find an opportunity to kill him?

Then what? Escape from here, forget him, and grow old with Lu Jinan or Zhuang He?

Such unreasonable association made Song Jingheng's expression twisted for a moment, and the veins on his forehead were taut and throbbing.

Qing Wan seemed to be frightened by his appearance. Her hands trembled, but she held her breath and stared coldly at Song Jingheng in front of her.

"Let me go!"

Such a naive request made Song Jingheng sneer lightly, and his gaze fell on Qing Wan with an infatuated and sticky look, as if he didn't care at all about the knife that could take his life at any moment.

"This is what Lu Jinan taught you to do, right?"

Qing Wan didn't want to talk to him any more. Tears rarely came out of her eyes and she repeated it in a hoarse voice.

"Song Jingheng, let me go!"

As she spoke, she used a little force with her hands, and a bloody mark was instantly left on Song Jingheng's neck.

But he seemed not to feel it, and stared at Qing Wan stubbornly and viciously, and there was even a kind of madness in his dark eyes that seemed like he was trying to sacrifice himself.

"kill me……"

The despair in Song Jingheng's eyes was ashen, but there was a strange curve at the corners of his lips, as if he was half crying and half laughing.

"Just kill me."

"I am in so much pain... I can't control myself. Sometimes I can't even tell the difference between reality and nightmare. I want to confirm your existence all the time. I doubt your sincerity towards me, but I am afraid of the disgust in your eyes."

"Baby, I'm really in pain, please kill me."

Song Jingheng pressed his forehead against Qing Wan's, and his cold tears fell on her face.

She heard him whisper in a trembling voice: "Kill me and escape."

The subtext of this sentence is that if he doesn't die, Qing Wan will never be able to leave here.

He knew Qing Wan would not kill anyone, and even at this time he was acting, using the self-torture tactic to perfectly portray a pitiful man who was sad and unable to control himself.

In fact, the cruelty and bloodiness in Song Jingheng's eyes reached the extreme.

How could he let his sweet baby go? Even if he turned into ashes and became a wandering ghost, Qing Wan would only be his! !

As for Lu Jinan and Zhuang He, they have touched his bottom line time and time again, so they deserve to die without a burial place!

Song Jingheng was jealous in his heart, but he cried in a restrained and forbearing manner.

But Qing Wan didn't say anything until one moment, when she suddenly sighed.

"You know very well that I don't kill anyone."

A triumphant smile flashed across Song Jingheng's eyes, but the next second, the knife in Qing Wan's hand suddenly turned in another direction and stabbed towards his neck without hesitation.

With a "puff", blood spurted out from the broken artery, staining half of Song Jingheng's face red.

He didn't even react at that moment. He lowered his eyes with a blank expression and suddenly met Qing Wan's cold eyes.

She seemed to be mocking him, but also seemed to be just looking at him quietly.

She can't kill anyone, but she can kill herself.

Song Jingheng gasped heavily, looking bewildered like a child who had done something wrong, tears streaming down his face, and the sounds coming out of his throat were unclear and fragmented. It seemed that at that moment, he was so frightened and scared that he didn't even know what to say.

He covered the bloody hole on her neck tightly, and rushed downstairs with her in his arms like crazy. Next to the villa was a medical team specially hired by the Song family.

Can be rescued...

I can definitely save it...

Song Jingheng's ears were buzzing, and the warm blood soaked through his clothes and went straight into the gaps between his bones.

The moment he stepped out of the villa, the hand that had been gently pushing him dropped completely.