The time of the city

"Your mother killed my parents. It was because of her that I was abandoned in an orphanage since I was young. It was because of your mother that I lost my home since I was young. I want to kill you."

A girl with a hideous face stabbed Nan Feng with a knife. Nan Feng woke up from the sofa with a scream, gasping for breath while clutching his chest, cold sweat oozing down his back.

He began to recall the girl's appearance in his dream, but he couldn't remember it. "Forget it, I'll just write it down first."

His fingers touched the notepad on the coffee table, and the tip of the pen left crooked words on the paper: orphanage, revenge, mother.

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He Qingqing half-sunk in the pink velvet sofa, the blue light from her tablet making the corners of her eyes sparkle. She repeatedly paused a video of a church wedding, her fingers occasionally stroking the necklace around her neck.

&34;I want to order the same style of arch, and add baby's breath...&34;

She muttered to herself and clicked the collection button, and was suddenly startled by the sound of the door lock turning.

The door opened, and the smell of alcohol and sweat hit him in the face. Wu Kang staggered into the living room, with two buttons on the collar of his suit ripped open.

He Qingqing put down the computer, pinched her nose, and said with disgust: "Wu Kang, where have you been these days? You stink, get out of here now. Why don't I drink you to death?"

Wu Kang pulled He Qingqing's hand away and burped at her, "You damn bitch, if you say anything more I'll beat you to death." He raised his fist and slammed it into the sofa cushion, brushing her ear.

He Qingqing screamed and rolled off the sofa. Wu Kang laughed heartily: "I was just scaring you. With such a small courage, how can you achieve anything?"

After saying that, he sat down where He Qingqing had just sat. "Hey, we're starting to watch the wedding video. Did Qiao Feng propose to you?"

He Qingqing snorted coldly, "None of your business!"

Wu Kang fiercely kicked He Qingqing in the waist and abdomen. "Didn't you say Qiao Feng was indifferent to you? Why is he proposing to you now? How dare you lie to me, you damn bitch."

He Qingqing covered the place where she was kicked and said with red eyes: "He suddenly proposed marriage to me, and I was also surprised."

"I'm too lazy to argue with you about this. Did you ask Qiao Feng to suspend the card? Then he must have given you other cards. Hand them over."

He Qingqing stood up and took a few steps away from Wu Kang. "It's none of my business. Ah Feng saw several large payments over a period of time and thought it was stolen, so he stopped using the card." Then her eyes wandered. "He's on a business trip and didn't give me another card."

"Really?" Wu Kang stared at her with a hint of suspicion.

"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you?"

"You better not lie to me, or I'll kill you."

After saying that, Wu Kang bent down and took out a small transparent bag from his bag. He Qingqing pointed at the transparent bag, her eyes filled with fear, "What...what is this? You don't want it..."

Before she could finish her words, Wu Kang made a gesture to her to keep quiet, then took out a small piece of tin foil and a lighter.

As the lighter was lit, smoke slowly rose. Wu Kang immediately sniffed hard, closed his eyes and enjoyed it to his heart's content, while moaning with satisfaction.

Wu Kang answered He Qingqing with his actions, and He Qingqing stammered, "I...I'm going to the bathroom."

After reaching the restroom, she pulled out her cell phone and quickly dialed 110. "I have to call the police. If someone finds me, I'll be in trouble. If I arrest him, I'll be free and no one will threaten me anymore."

Just as she was about to dial 110, He Qingqing stopped, digging her nails into her palms. "No, if I call the police, Wu Kang will definitely tell everyone that I killed Qiao Zhengrong, and I'll go to jail too."

Just when He Qingqing was in trouble, the toilet door was kicked open and He Qingqing and her cell phone fell to the ground.

Wu Kang glanced at his phone screen and grabbed He Qingqing and dragged her out. He Qingqing was terrified: "I didn't call the police, what are you doing? Wu Kang, let me go!"

"Qiao Feng didn't give you money, what is this?" Wu Kang took out a card from his bag and slapped He Qingqing's face.

He Qingqing's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the throat choke in his hand nervously, "This... This is the wedding gift that A Feng gave me. What does it have to do with you? And I'm not your property. I don't need to report to you all the time. Get out of my house right now, or I'll call the police for drug use."

"Call the police?" Wu Kang pinched He Qingqing's chin with his fingers and smiled wickedly, "I might as well show the video of Qiao Zhengrong's death to the police, and I must show it to Qiao Feng as well. Of course, you are not my property. You are my dog, a dog that I can do whatever I want with you."

Wu Kang pulled He Qingqing up again and threw her onto the sofa. "You dare to lie to me, right? You want to live a good life behind my back, right? He Qingqing, forget it."

Wu Kang grabbed the drugs on the table and stuffed them into He Qingqing's mouth. He Qingqing, tears streaming down her face, repeatedly beat Wu Kang on the chest with her hands, "Let me go, you beast! You dare to do this? Do you believe I will kill you?"

"Just you? Just come and kill me!" Wu Kang smiled viciously.

He Qingqing kept twisting her body, but a lot of powder still entered her mouth, and she choked and tears streamed down her face.

Her eyes were filled with hatred. She reached out and grabbed the vase beside her and hit Wu Kang on the head without hesitation.

"You...you actually dare..." Before he could finish his words, Wu Kang fell straight to the ground.

"You said I was useless, forced me? Harmed me? Go to hell." He Qingqing raised the vase and hit Wu Kang's head hard again and again, her eyes reflecting pieces of scarlet.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the air was filled with a disgusting fishy smell. He Qingqing only stopped after Wu Kang's head was smashed to the point of being deformed.

She collapsed to the ground exhausted. "No one can stop me now. I am the supreme Mrs. Qiao."

She wiped the blood off her face with her thumb and licked it with her tongue. "Wu Kang, your blood is as disgusting as you are."

Looking at the blood on the ground, He Qingqing's heart was unusually calm. She walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her face and skirt were covered with large stains of blood.

She mechanically climbed into the bathtub, ran the water, and lay on her back in it, watching the blood swirl down the drain. The necklace around her neck was reflected in the mirror, and the broken diamonds gleamed coldly in the pool of blood.

After taking a shower, He Qingqing found a large woven bag and put Wu Kang in it. Then she washed the house several times with water.

After being busy for several hours, she looked at the sky. It was dark and there was not even a moon tonight.

Then she used a cart to carry Wu Kang to the parking lot, put him in the trunk, got into the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator and drove off.

She drove all the way up the mountain and circled for a long time before He Qingqing stopped.

"Wu Kang, please don't mess with me in your next life." After saying that, she kicked the woven bag off the cliff. The mountain breeze lifted up the white dress she had just changed into, and He Qingqing's mouth curled up.