The campus belle’s girlfriend betrays her and activates the ghost system

The villagers who were laughing and chatting happily were all shocked by this majestic and domineering car.

Everyone looked at this car curiously, which looked a little expensive, and they were thinking, who is this? Why did you come to their village?

Wu Bing was sitting in his Range Rover. The afternoon sun shone on the car, reflecting dazzling rays of light.

The light shone on the faces of some villagers, making them unable to open their eyes.

He stuck his head out, handed out a flower stick to a middle-aged man closest to the car, and asked, "Brother, how can I get to Miao Hehua's house?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and took the Hua Zi handed over by Wu Bing. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if the cigarette was more precious than anything else.

He lit the cigarette skillfully and took a deep breath with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Oh, Miao Hehua's house, you keep walking along this road until you reach the big camphor tree, then turn right and walk about a hundred meters and you'll be there." The middle-aged man pointed enthusiastically ahead. , very enthusiastic.

"Oh, thanks!" Wu Bing thanked him and prepared to leave.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be curious. He looked at Wu Bing's luxury car and his famous brand, and asked tentatively: "Brother, seeing that you are so rich, why did you come to see Miao Hehua?"

Wu Bing's heart tightened, and a thought suddenly flashed across his mind. These villagers like parents to be short-lived. Maybe they can find out something?

With a calm expression on his face, he looked back at the middle-aged man, took a deep breath, and said, "Brother, to be honest with you, I am a distant relative of Miao Hehua."

"I heard that she was seriously ill and was about to die, so I came here to see her."

When the middle-aged man heard this, a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "Hey, this Miao Hehua is a good person, but it's a pity that he had a bad life and ended up with a bastard son."

"Go quickly, maybe we can see him one last time!"

Wu Bing's heart skipped a beat, there was something going on here!

From what this villager said, it seemed that Miao Hehua's illness was related to his son!

Wu Bing simply turned off the car, opened the car door, pulled the middle-aged man aside, and handed him another huazi.

"Brother, listening to your words, there seems to be some unknown things here. Can you tell me a few things? So that I can have some idea!"

The middle-aged man clamped the flower to his ear, looked around, and then said with a little excitement: "Brother, I see you are a real person, so let me share some news with you!"

"But don't say I told you that!"

"We got the news that the reason why Miao Hehua suddenly became seriously ill and dying was because his son Miao Renfeng poisoned her in order to defraud the insurance company."

"What?" Wu Bing felt as if he was struck by thunder when he heard what the villager said.

That beastly uncle, has he become such a beast?

He could even attack his own mother, just to defraud an insurance company out of money?

Is money that important? So that it made him so crazy?

Wu Bing suppressed the anger in his heart, and the muscles on his face beat involuntarily.

He stared at the middle-aged man closely and asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you serious about what you say?"

The middle-aged man saw Wu Bing's serious expression and knew that this was not a joke, so he also put away his smile, nodded seriously, and swore: "Brother, it's more real than real gold. I will never lie to you."

"This news has spread in the village. Except for the Miao girls, everyone else knows about it."

Wu Bing felt a strong anger in his heart. He wanted to find Miao Renfeng immediately and ask him why he dared to be so heartless that he could even kill his own mother.

He clenched his fists and dug his nails deeply into his palms, as if this was the only way to reduce the anger in his heart.

"Thank you, brother, for informing me, otherwise I would still be in the dark about this matter." Wu Bing thanked him again, and handed him a bag of Huazi in his hand.

The middle-aged man held the bag of Huazi, and a bright smile instantly broke out on his face, as if he had picked up a big treasure.

He excitedly patted Wu Bing on the shoulder and thanked him profusely: "Brother, you are so interesting. If you can use my old horse in the future, just ask!"

Seeing this, the surrounding villagers cast their eyes with envy and jealousy.

Some were whispering, while others came over to talk directly, hoping to get some benefit from Wu Bing.

Suddenly, the originally quiet village entrance became lively.

Wu Bing did not delay. He opened the door, got into the cab, started the car, and prepared to go to Miao Hehua's house.

His heart was filled with anger and anxiety, and he just wanted to see his grandmother as soon as possible and bring her back from hell.

"Brother, what's your name?" The middle-aged man was impressed by Wu Bing's boldness and hurriedly asked him to facilitate future dealings.

"Wu Bing!"

Wu Bing threw two words out of his mouth, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

Watching Wu Bing's car drive away, the group of villagers looked at each other in shock.

They seemed to have been strangled by the neck, unable to make a sound, and all of them were shocked beyond measure.

There had been a lot of discussion just now, saying bad things about Wu Bing, but this man was right in front of them, and he seemed to be doing well, rich and powerful!

Lao Ma scratched his head in disbelief: "How is this possible? The young man looked pretty good just now. How could he be the one who sold fake medicines to defraud people of money and was expelled from school?"

"Yes, yes, did we misunderstand him and hear false news?" Another villager also echoed.

However, at this moment, a sharp voice broke the brief tranquility: "Don't be stupid, it's absolutely true that this kid sold fake medicines, was tried by the court, and was expelled from his school!"

Everyone turned their heads, stared at Zhang Huabing and said, "Who did you listen to?"

"My nephew! My nephew and this boy are from the same university."

After Zhang Huabing finished speaking, he pushed out his chest hard, trying to attract some attention from the opposite sex.

Everyone was still immersed in the shock of the incident, and no one paid attention to her small movements, let alone the small mound, which made her very disappointed.

Wu Bing came to Miao Hehua's house, a two-story building.

"Son, you are finally back. Come and see your grandma one last time!" Miao Xiuying choked with sobs when she saw Wu Bing getting out of the car.

Wu Bing met his parents and aunt and entered the ward.

A heavy breath of death hit his face, mixing with the thick smell of disinfectant in the air, creating an indescribable sadness.

He walked quickly to the hospital bed and saw his grandmother Miao Hehua's face was blue and black, her shape was haggard, and her eyes were sunken, as if they were two bottomless black holes, swallowing the brilliance of her life.

Her hands were as dry as firewood, placed outside the quilt, and her fingers were bent into strange shapes, as if she was silently accusing.

His chest rose and fell hard, and every breath was accompanied by a violent cough, as if he was fighting death with all his strength.

Wu Bing's heart ached, and his eyes became wet unconsciously.

How big of a sin was this?

He held his grandma's hand tightly and called in a low voice: "Grandma, I'm back, you will be fine soon!"