After she finished speaking, she gently stroked her left wrist with her right hand, and the silver thread was in her hand. As she moved, Ye Jian walked around behind Sun Dongqing before she could react.

At the same time... and a silver thread with a hint of her body temperature was pinned to Sun Dongqing's neck.

Suddenly something was wrapped around her neck, and Sun Dongqing screamed in horror. She wanted to reach out and touch it... Something icy slipped through her palm, and then she felt a piercing pain in her palm...

When she fully reacted, the palm of her hand was full of blood, and the blood of the palm of her hand.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Sun Dongqing was frightened by the blood in her palm and screamed again and again, but she was immediately overjoyed. She was injured and bleeding! It was Ye Jian who was hurt, it was she who was hurt! She committed intentional wounding!

"In addition to the crime of intentional wounding, there is also a self-defense, Sun Dongqing, just now when you raised a knife, that is called the crime of intentional wounding. There are surveillance cameras around our school, and the sentinels of our school saw that you were trying to stab me with a knife. , Sun Dongqing, why don't we go to the police station to sit down and see how many years you will be sentenced?"

Ye Jian seemed to know what she was thinking, so she slowly recovered Yinsi's wrist and analyzed it for Sun Dongqing.

The crime of intentional wounding... Isn't that... Isn't it the same crime as Yingying?

Hearing that Sun Dongqing, whose scalp was tense, shuddered fiercely, she dared to stop, and she didn't even dare to deal with the injury. She stopped a taxi and told the driver to go to the airport with only the word "airport". It's all very vague.

Frightened too much, soulless.

The sentry had already picked up the fruit knife, and when Ye Jian came back alone, he could not help but come over to ask her if she was injured, and expressed regret that the perpetrator was not caught.

There is no regret, she intends to let Sun Dongqing leave, so that Sun Ying knows that her conspiracy and tricks have failed again!

Oh, I believe that Sun Ying's face must be very good-looking at that time!

Ye Jian thanked him with a smile, said a few words to the sentinel that it was okay, and took the fruit knife back to school.

This incident made Sun Dongqing quite frightened, and only after returning to Nanxing and getting off the plane did she feel alive.

It was also early spring in the southern province, and Sun Dongqing arrived in the southern province at 12:00 in the morning. She stood at the pick-up exit where there were not many people coming and going, and she was in a trance.

What should I do if my daughter didn't get the job done? What should she do next?

How are you going to talk to your daughter tomorrow? How should I tell my daughter?

"I've finally returned to Nanshang, hubby, I won't accompany you on business trips in the future, I'm so tired." A delicate voice brushed past Sun Dongqing's ears, and at the same time, there was a fragrant breeze.

The man smiled and replied: "It's said that it's very tired outside, you don't believe it yourself, now you know, see if you will follow me in the future."

"I'm not following, I'm not following, my husband has worked hard, and tomorrow I will make a delicious table for my husband." The woman's voice was still so sweet and full of happiness, but it fell into Sun Dongqing's ears. So harsh.

Husband...husband...the husband in this woman's mouth is none other than Ye Zhifan, her ex-husband of Sun Dongqing!

Ye Zhifan put his arms around his young girlfriend who was 17 years younger than him. He didn't let anyone look at him along the way. He was six or seven years younger than his actual age, and he put his arms around his girlfriend who had only formally established a relationship the day before yesterday, smiling. Said: "Okay, I will come back from get off work early tomorrow."

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