Quick Wear: The top boss is cruel and fierce

"You've lived a privileged life since childhood, so you don't understand how miserable my life is."

"Although I hurt you like this, it was not intentional. I did it unintentionally! I am a good child."

Those few light words were just like what He Rui said to the original owner back then.

Now, facing the miserable He Rui, Mo Li casually returned these words to He Rui.

Everything he had experienced was blest by others so lightly that He Rui went completely mad and struggled to get up to fight Mo Li to the death.

"You are so vicious, Zhang Yun. How can you be so cruel? I will kill you, kill you..."

Unfortunately, before He Rui could touch the corner of Mo Li's clothes, he was kicked away by Mo Li and fell heavily to the ground.

"Cough cough."

He Rui spat out a mouthful of blood. His current body could not withstand such a heavy blow. His whole body was twitching in pain and veins were bulging.

The breath of death was coming towards him.

In this situation, his desire to survive is still very strong: "Help, help..."

He wanted to survive and get out of this mountain village alive.

But after struggling for a while, He Rui fainted completely.

Mo Li glanced at him silently, then withdrew his gaze and left the mountain village.

The rest of his life is long, so let him linger here!

In the shabby rental house, Song Qiaowan curled up in a corner, looking at the overwhelming public opinion on the Internet, which was all insults against her. She covered her head and talked to herself like a lunatic.

"I am Mrs. He, the honorable Mrs. He, hehe..."

She let out a crazy smile, and no matter how loud the outside noise was, it could not break into her world.

Suddenly, the screen of the dimmed cell phone lit up, and a news message popped up that He Rui, the bankrupt president of He Group, was imprisoned.

Even though these things happened a long time ago, it doesn’t stop marketing accounts from posting them to attract attention and earn traffic!

These words stung Song Qiaowan's eyes, and she roared like mad.

"Zhang Yun, Zhang Yun...you are such a troublemaker."

"I should be the high and mighty Mrs. He now. I should be living a life of luxury, with a handsome husband and a happy and smooth life. Why did Zhang Yun, who died and turned into a ghost, want to destroy my happiness?"

"No...no, you're not supposed to die."

"You should have been rescued before my brother He and I got married. Your father's patent should also belong to my brother He. You should have stayed in that mountain obediently."

"Why did everything change after I slept for a while?"

She leaned against the wall with a painful expression and tears on her face.

That’s right, Song Qiaowan was reborn and possessed the memories of her past life.

Why others are reborn happily and contentedly, while I actually start out in a deadly hell.

She also brought her uncle from the village to the city to live a good life, and she was living the happiest life.

But she just took a nap in the villa and suddenly found herself reborn.

After being reborn to the present, everything around me has changed and is no longer the same as in my previous life.

Without both hands, his family went bankrupt, and he lost contact with his uncle. The extra memories in his mind showed that everything was done by Zhang Yun as a ghost.

I'm so scared this is a nightmare.

In this situation, no one cares about her at all.

She is a disabled person with horrible scars all over her body. She will be recognized wherever she goes, and people will throw eggs and vegetable leaves at her and call her a bully.

She couldn't find a job and had no source of income, so she could only live in a simple rental house.

It was Zhang Yun herself who ended up like this.

Song Qiaowan's eyes were filled with hatred: "Zhang Yun, you became noble after you died, right? Now get out of here...get out of here, you are just as useless as you were in your previous life."

She cursed for a long time and suddenly felt a chill.

When she turned her head, Mo Li appeared behind her, staring at her with a cute and well-behaved face and a smile on his face.

"Little bitch, why are you thinking about me so much?"

Mo Li's lips curled up.

Song Qiaowan moved back in fear.

"you you."

Mo Li was confused. Didn't Song Qiaowan ask her to come? Why did she look unhappy when she came?

"Don't be afraid, I'm taking you to see your uncle. Don't you miss him a lot? You will be able to meet him soon."

In the astonished eyes of Regenerated Fiber, Mo Li waved his hand and came to the courtyard of Song Pin's house in the blink of an eye.

This place seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, with weeds growing everywhere and tiles falling off.

Song Qiaowan looked around and saw several white bones scattered on the ground, which looked like human leg bones.

Song Qiaowan began to tremble all over.

She was very familiar with this small courtyard. She knew at a glance that this was the place where she grew up. She got up in panic and searched frantically in the courtyard, but found no one in all the houses, big and small.

There is no one, no one, it is as quiet as a ghost village.

Song Qiaowan pointed at Mo Li's nose with her stick-like hand and asked, "What did you do to them? Where's your uncle? Where's the uncle in the village?"

Mo Li did not choose to answer her question, but just stood there silently.

After a while, Song Qiaowan heard a strange sound coming from the pigpen, like a low growl from a human.

Looking at the tightly closed door of the pigsty, Song Qiaowan searched her memory. No way, could it be that her uncle and the others were really there?

Her scalp tingled, and she quickly walked to the door of the pigsty and gently pushed it open with her bare hands.

There were several shriveled and rotten corpses lying in the corner. The once fat pigs had starved to death.

She walked slowly inside and looked down along the gap in the template.

There seemed to be something squirming inside, very much like a maggot, and she slowly moved closer to see it more clearly.

The next second he screamed, and all the pores on his body opened up in fear.

"Ahhh, there's a monster... a monster..."

The stinking cesspool was filled with people without limbs or eyes.

They didn't know how long they had been locked up here. They were all skinny and had gray skin, looking like living mummies.

Everyone was so horrible, covered in shit.

Hearing Song Qiaowan's cry, some people turned their heads towards her. Although those faces had changed, she still recognized them as the men in the village.

They opened their tongueless mouths and hummed in the direction of Song Qiaowan.

They looked painful, as if they were begging Song Qiaowan to give them a quick death and release them.

“Ugh…Ugh…Ugh.”

Song Qiaowan ran out of the pigsty screaming, vomiting wildly, and vomiting out disgusting and bitter bile.

She realized it later and wanted to run away, but as soon as she made a move, she was kicked to the ground.

"Why are you running? Don't you miss them a lot?"

"Didn't I take them to live happily in my previous life in order to repay them? I lived a happy life for a long time. Why are you so scared now?"

Song Qiaowan looked up at Mo Li in horror and had a mental breakdown.