Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Yesterday, Uncle Azhong came back and said that he could not find the broken jade Ruyi because the leader of the provincial capital museum said that many objects that were not used for practicing had been reported damaged and thrown into the trash can.

Lin Qing gritted her teeth and said: "I'm afraid this matter has something to do with Song Yunuan again, because she is actually some kind of special data organizer there. Ignore this for now, I will go directly to Song Yunuan, and then you, Uncle Azhong, will follow. I."

Uncle Azhong disagreed and said: "It's quite strict here, you can't force yourself."

Of course Lin Qing knew.

But she won't give up if she doesn't try.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door of her rented house.

Uncle Azhong, who was awakened, opened the door. In the dim night, standing outside the door was Song Yunuan and Du Shuang, whose face was pale.

She didn't dare to look at the shocked Lin Qing.

Song Yunuan didn't enter the house, but stood in the yard and looked at Lin Qing who was standing at the door.

After a few breaths, he pointed at Du Shuang and said, "This person stayed up late at night and ran to my bed to prick me with a needle. I pulled her out. Now, she's here to find you."

She smiled, with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

Lin Qing's face turned pale, and the feeling of being out of control came again.

Du Shuang, on the other hand, is still confused in his mind and has not reacted. Maybe he is sleepwalking.

Lin Qing rented her house, then found her and gave her five hundred yuan, yes, five hundred yuan, saying that he would find a way to share a dormitory for her and Song Yunuan.

He also said that there was really nothing to do.

Just get Song Yunuan's hair and the blood from the tip of her index finger.

Hair is easy to do, but Song Yunuan loses less hair, so she finally managed to get enough.

Next comes three drops of blood.

This is easy to say, but it is not easy either.

Du Shuang looked for many opportunities, but unfortunately he was unsuccessful. The thought of having so much money returned made him feel bad.

She gave the money to her mother. It was not easy for her to go to high school. It was her eldest sister who persuaded her mother, but her mother never gave her a good look. She only had eyes for her younger brother. Now that she is better, she affectionately calls her the second daughter.

Isn't it just a few drops of blood?

If it was obvious, I don’t know if Song Yunuan would give it.

She didn't wait for the chance, and didn't dare to tell Song Yunuan that she couldn't sleep tonight. She thought to herself that she would not stop doing anything, so she pricked her with a long needle, and when Song Yunuan reacted, she used a handkerchief to soak the blood. Let's go. When Song Yunuan wakes up and she goes back to bed, Song Yunuan will probably think it's a dream.

It's a good idea and a beautiful idea.

Unfortunately, just when he was about to prick Song Yunuan's hand, Song Yunuan, who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness.

At that moment, she was so frightened that she was about to scream, but the next second, Song Yunuan covered her mouth and dragged her out of the dormitory.

There was no one in the corridor, so she was dragged into the utility room, and in panic she told Sister Lin Qing.

So, after putting on my clothes, I was dragged home very quickly.

It was already early in the morning.

The street lights were out and there was not a single pedestrian on the road.

She always felt that this might be a dream.

But Song Yunuan pulled her over again and said, "Du Shuang, tell me, what does Sister Lin Qing ask you to do?"

A cool breeze blew over, and Du Shuang shuddered, and with a trembling voice, he said what Lin Qing asked her to do.

She lowered her voice and cried: "I will ask my mother for money tomorrow, and I promise to pay you back every penny. Sister Lin Qing, I won't do this. Xiao Nuan, you... don't tell the teacher and Principal, please, if I get fired, my dad will beat me to death."

Song Yunuan lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Du Shuang, don't pretend to be pitiful with me. What does your life or death have to do with me?"

Du Shuang didn't see such a cold Song Yunuan, and was so frightened that he forgot to cry.

Uncle Azhong said hurriedly: "Come into the room and say, it's too dark outside. There may be a misunderstanding here. Let's talk about it first."

The front door was closed, as was the door to the room.

Only the living room light was on.

Du Shuang and Uncle Azhong were outside in the kitchen. Song Yunuan looked Lin Qing up and down: "Give me a reasonable explanation, or I will drag you and Du Shuang to the police station in a moment."

Lin Qing also looked at Song Yunuan.

Nothing seems to have changed except that it looks better, and it's still just as annoying as before.

Rolling her eyes, she believed that Song Yunuan meant what she said.

Don't dare to underestimate her.

Shangguan Yunqi was locked up.

It is said that it will be closed for at least half a year.

He still has a job. If this matter is reported to Beidu, regardless of how the people in the unit are doing, Hu Zhi will be hurt.

She clenched her hands tightly, mentally calculating the possibility of controlling Song Yunuan.

After a few breaths, I gave up the idea.

She said: "I met an old woman in Beidu. She was a fortune teller and she said that you had changed my fate. You were the one who deserved to die, but you took away my luck, so I I have to use the method she taught me to break this matter..."

Song Yunuan was a little shocked.

Who is the old woman?

She sneered: "Do you believe it?"

Lin Qing gritted her teeth: "I believe it."

Song Yunuan sneered and said gloomily: "Lin Qing, do you believe that people have previous lives?"

Lin Qing said nothing.

He frowned and looked at Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan's tone was cold: "It seems that you believe it. So, you had more than twenty lives on your hands in your last life. Don't you plan to pay them back in this life?"

Lin Qing's breathing stagnated, and she suddenly felt a layer of cold sweat on her back.

Song Yunuan rushed forward, grabbed Lin Qing's collar, and pressed her against the wall.

That thin white hand seemed to have a thousand pounds of strength, pressing Lin Qing so hard that she couldn't breathe.

She struggled desperately, and her feet were off the ground. My God, this Song Yunuan was simply not a human.

Her eyes gradually darkened, and she was terrified to shout for help, but Song Yunuan slapped her in the face, cursing: "You useless thing, you have a shitty luck, with your luck, I would think it's unlucky even if you give it to me for free."

The next moment, Song Yunuan let go of her hand, stepped back, and looked down at Lin Qing, who was sitting on the ground with her eyes wide open and her face livid.

"You are an average student, and you only got into a junior college thanks to Su Junze.

When your sister got into trouble, it was me who helped find Mr. Ji.

Your mother's property was occupied by your father and stepmother, and almost all the antiques returned to your mother were swapped by your father and stepmother, but you were kept in the dark and complacent.

You always felt that your mother's death was unclear, but did you find out the truth?

You also wanted to take back your mother's house, but your stepmother is still living happily in the villa.

You should be in the clothing factory founded by your mother now. How about it, have you become the factory director?

And Su Junze, he will be a father in a few months. After several years of dating, you haven't even made a penny. With your broken luck, do you think I would look down on you?"

Lin Qing was so angry that her face turned blue, but she was speechless.

She gasped and pointed at Song Yunuan: "You, you, you..." Song Yunuan suddenly smiled and said: "Lin Qing, life in the countryside is hard, but I was taken away by mistake. When I was sent back to the countryside, my family opened a clothing factory. You see, my luck is so good that it's about to soar to the sky. With your unlucky look, you are more like you want to take away my luck..." Intuition is really accurate. If the word count is not enough, add another chapter~ Please vote!