Ying Shao is a Girl

Hearing this, Ying Miao didn't even raise her eyelids.

Tan opened his mouth lightly, "Don't worry, Mr. He, you should pay more attention to your own situation."

Her voice was still very nice, with the elegance and gentleness unique to Jiangnan women, but at the same time it was cold, like the echo of ice water dripping from the depths of an iceberg.

The gentleness and tenderness she once had only remained in her dreams.

She, Ying Miao, has already died once.

What else would she be afraid of?

"you……"

"Hahahaha! Ying Miao! Let me tell you, if something happens to me, I won't make it easy for you! I won't agree to divorce! Just stay a widow for the rest of your life!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A sharp and harsh sound irritated her eardrums, making her very uncomfortable.

He Zhishu, who knew the truth, fell into a state of madness.

Ying Miao frowned and said calmly, "We are divorced."

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

"What did you say! Divorced! Impossible! You lied to me!"

Hearing this, Ying Miao didn't want to talk to him anymore.

The person I liked so much in the past has turned into such a mean and mean person now.

The crooked handwriting on the black and white divorce agreement was indeed written by He Zhi.

Ying Miao made him sign while he was drunk.

He Zhishu had no knowledge of this matter.

"You bitch! How could you do this to me! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

He Zhishu roared, and the expression on Ying Miao's face remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

"Officer, please take him away."

"Okay, Miss Ying."

The police officer immediately stepped forward and grabbed He Zhishu, preventing him from struggling.

"Thank you, Miss Ying, for your assistance in solving the case and capturing the suspect."

The surrounding police officers all saluted her.

She smiled back but said nothing.

They escorted He Zhishu away. No matter how He Zhishu screamed, no one would sympathize with him.

Ying Miao closed her eyes, and the roar in her ears became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

A drop of tear fell from the corner of her eyes, crystal clear. It was all her innocence and beauty. Her most beautiful longing for love ended with a drop of tear.

He Zhishu will never know that Ying Miao is not pretending to be stupid.

After being imprisoned by him and then comatose for a long time, she was really stupid.

Fortunately, she recovered the next day. She was already frustrated and planned to use the trick to make He Zhishu pay the price for everything he had done.

If she did not recover but remained stupid, it would have been another ending.

She chose to pretend to be stupid and continue to stay by He Zhishu's side, hoping to see if he would change at all and wake up. She admitted that she still had some hope for He Zhishu deep in her heart at that time.

However, what He Zhishu did completely wiped out her remaining hope. His unscrupulous and worsening behavior made her completely give up.

He would never know what Ying Miao went through during the three days and three nights in captivity, which was a mixture of boundless darkness and despair.

From beginning to end, He Zhishu was harming himself.

He caused himself to lose the person who loved him deeply.

He broke up his own family.

He caused the downfall of his own family.

He even caused his own life to be ruined.

He Zhishu deserved everything.

Ying Miao did not retaliate against He Zhishu because he treated her badly. The reason why she retaliated against him was always because of all the crimes he committed against innocent people.

Ying Miao didn't want to take action anymore. After this matter spread to the Ying family, there would be people competing to suppress the He family, so she didn't have to worry.

After she packed her things, she took He Shuxiang and left the He family.

The evening breeze blew over her cheeks and lifted the hair around her ears. The leaves of the sycamore tree rustled. She paused in her steps and looked back at the He family's house.

The rays of the setting sun had already left the house, leaving it in a hazy state. Her eyes penetrated the haziness and looked at the small patch of afterglow cast on the opposite wall.

The colorful flowers in the front yard are still in full bloom, unaware of the changes in people and events, and the sadness of old people.

Suddenly, she chuckled. What kind of mood did she have when He Zhishu personally led her into the He family's house three years ago?

Oh, right.

It’s about holding your son’s hand and growing old together.

Now that I think about it, it's extremely ridiculous.

She withdrew her gaze and stopped making any further stops, leaving the He family's back forever.

Her original imagination of love has now changed.

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I like Miaomiao so much!

I couldn't help myself from writing so many chapters about her!

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