He Yiyi finally died...

Her body was covered with a layer of white cloth and pushed to the morgue.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the hospital was silent and empty, and her mother Sun Rumei's crying was so sad that it was about to penetrate the night sky.

When she was alive, there were many people laughing around her...

But when she died, her mother was the only one crying...

Before the cart could enter the morgue, her soul flew out of the body and floated in the air.

One step, two steps, three steps... the steps are so quiet that there is no sound.

Her eyes were empty and her soul floated towards the woman who was sitting on the ground and crying.

At this time, the elevator door suddenly opened, and small and exquisite high heels stepped on the ground and made a tick.

"Auntie, I just received a notice from the hospital that Yiyi is dead. I am also very sad. You are mourning and follow the changes. I am here to express some condolences on behalf of Qiuhui. This little money is a little meaning, and it doesn't matter. You accept it."

The woman took out a check that had been prepared from her crocodile leather handbag and handed it over. Her face had delicate makeup and could not see a single tear. Even her lips, wearing plum lipstick, were slightly raised.

This fat woman finally died...

"Get out! I don't want your bad money! You guys and women are going to die awkwardly!"

The woman tore the check angrily, threw it at the woman's face, and raised her hand to slap her.

But the woman stood up and avoided it, avoiding Yimi: "Auntie, Qiuhui has long been going to divorce Yiyi. Without me, they still want to divorce. It's not me that I said, Yiyi's face is like a pig. If she has some prospects, which man can tolerate her? Now that things have come to this point, don't blame Qiuhui. It's Yiyi who is not good at it. She finally got pregnant and was fed up, and she was still fat like that..."

The tone of her speech seemed to be like she interfering in He Yiyi's marriage as a mistress, but instead saved Bo Qiuhui. Her arrogant attitude completely angered the woman.

Sun Rumei had some strength from somewhere, suddenly got up and rushed forward and pushed her to the ground. She picked up the pointed high heels on her feet and slapped the green tea face.

"Fat! Fat! Fat! I'll tell you to be fat! You bitch! You are the one who instigated her to lose weight randomly! She was so stupid that she was killed by taking weight loss pills! She died, and you won't let her go. You are a scorpion-hearted slack guy, please see if I tear your mouth apart!"

As he said that, Sun Rumei threw away her shoes and pointed her hands at her bloody mouth and started to tear her.

"You... don't talk nonsense! She was so anxious to win back Qiuhui's heart. The medicine was not something I forced her to drink, but she drank it by herself..."

The charge of instigation is less than intentional murder...

Qiu Ya was frightened. Has she been deliberately stimulating He Yiyi to drink Sanwu weight loss pills exposed?

While she was thinking this, she was so painful that she was breathing. She made all kinds of clever comments, but Sun Rumei just refused to follow her.

The woman simply bent her legs and kicked Sun Rumei's abdomen. The woman unexpectedly expected that she was kicked back and took a step back. She lay back and fell down. The back of her head was forced to break a bloody hole on the corner of the recliner. Suddenly, the blood flowed like a tick, dripping and dyeing the snow-white tiles red.

"Aunt……"

The woman on the ground seemed to have lost her voice.

The woman who had caused a big disaster screamed in fear and calmed down in an instant. She pulled out her sunglasses from her handbag and put them on, quickly found the emergency passage in the hospital, and left the scene of the crime.

The remaining body of Sun Rumei was lying alone, as if she was in the snow-covered red rose bushes, with a sad and beautiful ghost...

"mom……"

In this passage leading to the morgue, the lights flashed in an instant, the light tubes exploded, and the glass slags splashed everywhere. The ceiling fans on the whole floor swayed, as if the souls were in trouble, and the resentment was overwhelming!

"Why did you kill me? You won't let my mom go! Why!!!"

He Yiyi's soul became floating, like a burning flame of hatred, wishing she could die with the dog man and woman!

At this time, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, a red moon like blood pierced through the clouds, hanging in the night sky, He Yiyi's soul was uncontrollably pulled by the blood moon, his feet off the ground, slowly floating, his body as light as ever...

**

Outside, there were a lot of guests, laughing and noisy.

In the bridal chamber, a pair of red candles and wax oil rolled down.

The man wearing a green military uniform and chest, wearing fireworks in front of him stared at the woman sleeping on the bed and was lost.

"what……"

He frowned, and finally couldn't bear to wake her up, so he pursed his lips and silenced.

After tonight, the situation is complete, and this marriage is probably decided. Poor this fat girl, she will be guarding Bo Qiuhui's useless man for the rest of her life...

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew outside, and the window coffin was rushing. Just as he got up to close the window, the fat bride, who was dozing, suddenly opened her eyes and lifted her veil.

"you……!"

Why did you lift the veil by yourself?

He turned to look at her, looking at her.

But the girl covered her throat, as if she was choked by something, glanced at him with a shocked look, and blurted out in disbelief: "Bo-Mu-Wang!"

Uncle? How could it be him?

Didn’t he be a commander in the capital?

The man was so shocked that the crossbar in his hand fell to the ground, and raised his face and asked, "What are you calling me?"

She actually knew that she was Bo Muwang!

He Yiyi had no time to digest this sudden reality:

The familiar mahogany wardrobe in front of me, the old bookshelf passed down from ancestors, ten red roses were inserted into the enamel vase on the round table, and a red couplet was pasted on it to "scatter the branches and leaves". Even this man, his tall and strong figure, his handsome and handsome eyebrows and eyes, like the bridge of the mountain's nose, and... the slightly affectionate lips.

She never forgets the scenes of the wedding night until her death!

Because this is the beginning of her life's tragedy...

"Can't it..."

She murmured in a daze, is she dreaming?

The woman pinched her big legs cruelly, and the pain woke her up like a bucket of cold water!

Not a dream!

It's true!

She, He Yiyi! She is really reborn!

"He Yiyi?"

The man approaches cautiously.

"hold head high?"

The woman who had no time to swear to revenge was interrupted by such a gentle call.

She glanced at him blankly.

The man's beautiful sword eyebrows frowned slightly and repeated: "How did you know that I am Bo Muwang!"

This sentence has a lot of information.

As we all know, today is a happy day for Bo Qiuhui, the youngest son of the deputy commander of Chuncheng Military Region, and He Yiyi, the orphan of the national first-class martyr He Guoping.

The groom is fake, but the bride knows it in advance!

The fat girl on the bed looked up at him with no intention, "I...I guessed!"

"Guessed? How did you guess? Tell me..."

A man's voice is mellow and has a breathtaking power.
Chapter completed!