Song Mangmang's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Jiang Wu just left and came back? Or... he suddenly remembered the red wine glass he had drunk, so he came back?

She looked at the red wine glass that was so close to her, and she still restrained her hands. If she took it away like this, she would definitely not be able to leave the room and would also alert the enemy!

Before footsteps came in, Song Mangmang walked back to his seat, took a fork, and put a small piece of cake into his mouth.

However, the person who walked in was not Jiang Wu, but... Zhou Yi.

The moment Song Mangmang saw her, a little surprise flashed in his eyes, but when he thought about it in a flash, it was very reasonable.

If she hadn't been to disturb the wedding today, Zhou Yi and Jiang Wu would have had a wedding night here, and it would have been normal for her to appear here.

But she came too much. How could she take away the wine glass when she was here?

When Zhou Yi saw Song Mangmang, she was shocked. She probably never thought that she would see her in her and Jiang Wu’s new house!

and……

She saw that the red wine on the dining table was open, with two red wine glasses that she had drunk and cakes she had eaten. Even the collar of Song Mangmang's clothes was open, making her look a little disheveled...

"You...why are you here?"

Zhou Yi's eyes were full of chills. She said as she walked into the bedroom quickly. She didn't see Jiang Wu in the bedroom, but... on the big bed, the petals were scattered and the bedding was messy. It was obvious that someone was rolling over on it.

At that moment, her eyes turned red.

So before she came, what did Awu and Song Mangmang do? No... Isn't it already in bed?

She had hated Song Mangmang to the core. Today she ruined her wedding and made her a hot search again, becoming a laughing stock for everyone. In the past three years, she has tried her best to save and cleanse her good reputation, and has been attacked again. Everyone has re-reported the story of her being a mistress, and edited out the video of her self-destructing herself as a mistress when she was broadcasting the news, making it into various emoticons and cuts and spreading wildly on Weibo.

She was so angry that she had no way to calm down, so she thought about coming to Awu for comfort, but in the end... she saw this scene again!

New and old hatreds surged up together. Zhou Yi turned around, rushed out of the room, walked quickly towards Song Mangmang, roaring angrily, "Bitch, you dare to lure my husband into the bed, I want to kill you!"

She quickly rushed to Song Mangmang's face, reached out and slapped Song Mangmang's cheek.

Song Mangmang was thinking about how to lead her away and successfully took the red wine glass out, but he had not yet thought about how to settle the score with her.

She was the first to cause trouble just like before.

Song Mangmang sneered, and when her hand was about to touch her cheek, she raised her hand and grabbed her wrist.

Zhou Yi twitched, unable to twitch. Her eyes looked at Song Mangmang, as if she was cutting a knife. The hatred made her innocent face look ferocious.

Song Mangmang really didn't want to pay attention to Zhou Yi, but she came to her door and she was not so generous, so she let her go.

It’s nonsense that adults don’t remember villains!

Zhou Yike was involved in the sufferings and hardships she suffered three years ago. She is not a compassionate Bodhisattva!

If you have revenge, you will have another chance in front of you, so of course you have to avenge it!

Song Mangmang looked at her with disgust with her eyelids, and her smile did not hide her sarcasm, "Your husband? Are you deaf or deaf? I, Song Mangmang, will not sign a divorce for one day, and will be the official Mrs. Jiang in one day!"

"Jiang Wu is my husband. It is natural for me to do anything with him. When will you, Zhou Yi, become Mrs. Jiang, then put on your face as if you are catching a woman, otherwise... how funny!"

After the words came to an end, Song Mangmang shook her hand away in disgust.

Zhou Yi was thrown and staggered, and took a few steps back before she could stand firm.

Her face turned blue and white. She wanted to retort it and reject it. She grabbed Song Mangmang's hair with confidence and told her to get out of here, but because her marriage relationship with Jiang Wu still existed, she could only hold back her words and had no choice but to say it!

But she couldn't make Song Mangmang proud all the time. She took a deep breath, found a trace of reason, and spoke again, "Song Mangmang, you and I know it well. Awu is extremely disgusted with you. Even if you drag it out, you can't change anything. Awu has never loved you, and even wants you to die. He promised me that he will solve this matter as soon as possible! Awu loves me so much, how long do you think you can be proud?"

It turned out that I promised her, so I couldn't wait to come to her tonight and ask her to sign a divorce!

Death threat is also used!

The character Jiang Wu has been so distorted that he has been so distorted. I love Zhou Yi, but it has not broken at all!

If she had heard this three years ago, she would have been heartbroken, but today, she has experienced so much that these words will not hurt her at all.

Of course, she wouldn't make Zhou Yi happy either.

She wants to disgust her? Then she can disgust her to death!

Didn’t you misunderstand that she and Jiang Wu had sex with each other?

Song Mangmang retorted without blinking, "Is that true? Jiang Wu loves you so much, but she still drags me to the bed."

She pretended to be charming and smiled, "Jiang Wu is so enthusiastic... Long separation is better than a newlywed, and they will be exhausted..."

"When he was in my bed, I didn't think he loved you very much..."

Every word and sentence of Song Mangmang lit a cluster of fire in Zhou Yi's heart. Finally, she was jealous and yelled unbearably, "Shut up!"

She wanted to tear Song Mangmang apart, but she knew that she could not beat Song Mangmang, so she was suffering a loss when she went up!

Her lips were trembling violently, her eyes were red, and she said again almost hysterically, "Song Mangmang, get out of here!"

Her reaction made Song Mangmang a little strange, but before she could think about anything, she was amused by her next words.

Let her get out?

Song Mangmang really laughed out loud, "You should get out!"

"You..." Zhou Yi was trembling all over, and her chest was undulating violently, as if she could not breathe.

Song Mangmang continued to add, "If you don't leave? Then I can only call the police, saying that you have trespassed into my husband's room and asked the police uncle to judge me, is it that I, the official Mrs. Jiang, should leave, or is it that you, a mistress, should leave!"

As he said that, Song Mangmang picked up his cell phone and dialed it directly.

Zhou Yi's eyes were red. She clenched her fists tightly, and finally forced herself to turn around and quickly leave the room.

She has become a joke today, and there can be no more jokes!

Song Mangmang sneered and hung up the phone.

If the person who came back was Jiang Wu, she would probably have a headache, but only Zhou Yi would not panic at all!

But the night was long and dreamy, so she didn't have any traces of ink. She took a tissue, picked up the red wine glass, carefully put it in the plastic bag, sealed the mouth, and then put it in the bag.

After leaving the hotel, Song Mangmang directly stopped the car and returned to the apartment.

Su Zaozao was waiting for her. When she saw her coming back properly, her heart fell back to her original position.

After Song Mangmang sat down, he took out the red wine glass and said, "As early, I got the wine glass that Jiang Wu had drunk. I want to do a DNA identification to see if he is true or false!"

Su Zaozao exclaimed, "Mangmang, I am really impressed by you. If you go there, you can get away with it without any hesitation, but you can still get a key prop!"

After pausing, she suddenly thought of something, frowned again, and said, "No, I can't do it!"

(Good night ~)
Chapter completed!