Chapter 2494: The host is cruel again (33)
Chapter 2494 The host is starting to be cruel again (33)
[The video of domestic violence is available. Qin Li’s diary can also be regarded as a clue. Then, just hand it to the police and let them check it out? 】
"With Qin Li's diary, it is impossible to open a case at all. Her specious and unclear words cannot be used as evidence at all."
If it were really that simple, when Qin Li died of gas poisoning, the case would not have been closed like this.
【what is it now? 】
I can’t keep consuming like this, right?
Although it is cool, but also tired.
"Wait."
Some people, he is more frustrated and courageous.
Especially the kind of people who are very proud and confident in their bones.
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The next day, Wen Congyuan did not go to work due to physical reasons, and he recovered from his injuries at home.
Su Qiao got up early in the morning to clean up.
【Host, do you still have to put on this makeup? 】
"Of course, my injury can't be healed in one or two days, and didn't this add another ‘new injury’ last night?"
【……】The injuries are all on the man Wen Congyuan, right?
Moreover, it is still the kind of light pain, but there is no obvious mark.
Packed up properly, didn’t even eat breakfast, Su Qiao put on a cool summer outfit, and was ready to go out with his bag on his back.
Wen Congyuan's gaze swept across her body, his face sank.
The shorts are so short, the entire thighs are exposed, and the chiffon floral top and the V-neck design make him feel extremely dazzling.
"Where are you going?"
Su Qiao gave him a white look: "It's none of your business."
Walking to the door, she seemed to think of something, then turned back, and directly stretched out her hand: "Bring the wallet."
Wen Congyuan moved the corners of his mouth, and finally turned his face black and took out his wallet.
Su Qiao grabbed it, took out the four or five hundred yuan bills inside, and threw the purse back to him, a little unhappy: "That's it? It's not enough for me to buy a bottle of support."
Seeing that Su Qiao was about to get angry, the old lady who was drying clothes on the balcony hurried over and took out her small wallet. From it, she took out four to five hundred yuan to her: "I still have it."
"Huh, this is almost the same."
Su Qiao was not welcome, and took the money directly, hummed a song, turned around and went out.
Wen Cong stared at the brown wooden door that closed ‘bang’, his eyes gloomy and terribly dark.
The wallet in his hand slammed into the coffee table: "Bitch, dressed so revealingly, it must be a wild man again!"
The old lady sighed, rubbed her temples and sat on the sofa.
"Xiao Yuan, don't care what she is going to do, she is going crazy like this, we simply can't bear it!"
"And look at her, she went out with her injuries, people outside still don't know what to say about us."
"In the past few days, some people in the community have started to point their backs, and if this continues, these things will not be covered sooner or later."
Wen Congyuan snorted coldly: "She has injuries, but I am not injured anymore?"
It’s a big deal. He also went out and circled a few times. At most, people said that the two of them had a quarrel.
"Xiao Yuan, I'm begging you, you just divorce her! She is really crazy, and I don't know what to do to you in the future."
I was beaten twice in a row. The places where my son's clothes covered were all red dots, big and small.
In this situation at home, it is not easy for them to go to the hospital. Their son loves face and will not go to the hospital.
Not even the class is in the mood to go.
Wen Congyuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "I'm not reconciled!"
"I have paid so much for her, spent so much time and energy on her, and even took care of her family so well. She dares to treat me this way, and I must pay her!"
(End of this chapter)
