Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Song Nianru said: "The important thing is that Meixiang and the fetus in her belly are both dead now."

Jiang Yingjie was unmoved after hearing this:

"Humph, that woman deserves to die."

"Don't you even consider your status? You've repeatedly tried to use the baby in her belly to threaten me into marrying her."

Jiang Yingjie sneered, his face looking extremely gloomy:

"Obviously, my second brother was close to her... She keeps saying that the baby in her belly is mine. Who can prove it?"

"So you just push her to harm others and kill several birds with one stone?"

Song Nianru was really feeling a little emotional.

Putting aside his character, Jiang Yingjie is indeed a man of some ideas.

He used a problem he wanted to solve in the first place to get rid of the person who was blocking his future. If the matter was exposed, Meixiang would never betray herself easily with the promise he made.

The third wife loves her son so much that she would be willing to take the blame for herself.

This plan was foolproof. The only variable was meeting Song Nianru in this life.

"Yes,"

At this point, Jiang Yingjie simply admitted it. He moved slightly and adjusted his sitting position:

"Who made her so greedy and stupid?"

"I just said that I would marry her after the matter was completed, and as long as she gave birth to a firstborn son, she would become the next legitimate mistress of the Jiang family, and she believed it!"

Jiang Yingjie grinned and said:

"And my mother. I'm also her son, but because she wasn't favored, I was born inferior and looked down upon everywhere."

As he spoke, Jiang Yingjie's expression became a little crazy, and his face twisted:

"This is all her fault. She owes me this. She deserves to pay me back with her life to give me a future!"

As he spoke, his body gradually approached Song Nianru:

"And you, Miss Song, the eldest young lady of the Jiang family. You finally managed to save your life, why are you meddling in other people's affairs?!"

He suddenly raised his arm, the bloody dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light, and with a fierce smile, he suddenly stabbed Song Nianru in the heart:

"Go to hell you!"

At some point, this guy had already touched the dagger that had just fallen off.

However, just as the dagger was about to stab, Song Nianru and the chair disappeared.

Jiang Yingjie was shocked.

The next second, Song Nianru appeared behind him and kicked him away:

"You stinky thing from the gutter, with just these little tricks, you still want to plot against your grandmother?"

Jiang Yingjie failed in one move and was in a very embarrassing situation.

He supported himself on the ground with both hands, trying to get up from the ground, but his limbs were shaking like sieves and his whole body was in pain, so he couldn't get up at all. Helplessly, he could only barely hold up his head and looked at Song Nianru with eyes full of fear and unwillingness:

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Song Nianru sneered, walked over, bent down and picked up the dagger:

"Don't worry, you'll know soon..."

Doesn't this guy like to torture cats? I wonder how I'll feel when it's my turn later.

Song Nianru grinned and searched the space with his consciousness.

She remembered that she seemed to have tinkered with a small pill before. After taking it, it could increase the body's sensitivity and amplify the brain's sensor system several times.

Sure enough, the bottle of pills was soon found in the corner of a medicine room. There was a big label on it with three words written on it: "Happy Pills"

Song Nianru: “…”

I seem to have forgotten what my original intention was in tinkering with this thing. Never mind, it doesn't matter!

He coughed dryly and poured out five or six pills in one breath, stuffing them all into Jiang Ying's mouth. He then used the black cloth covering the cage to block his mouth.

Next, Song Nianru raised the dagger and slashed it down under Jiang Yingjie's extremely horrified gaze.

"Fourth Young Master, enjoy your favorite game~"

...

It's another morning in Yuncheng.

There was a little fog outside, and the air was slightly cool and fresh.

Jiang Bin was jogging towards the dilapidated building, holding a cup of soy milk and a few pot stickers wrapped in oil paper.

This morning, Chen Simei woke up and was angry again. He refused to take her to the hospital, let alone call a doctor to treat her ear. She threw away all the buns he had bought.

Jiang Bin naturally couldn't call a doctor.

What if the doctor leaked the family situation? So in order to make up for Chen Simei and coax her to eat, Jiang Bin went out and bought her favorite pot stickers.

The steps are hurried.

When passing by the garbage dump at the entrance of the alley, his foot was suddenly tripped by something.

Looking down, Jiang Bin's pupils suddenly shrank.

What tripped him was a pair of men's feet. The men were wearing a pair of leather shoes that only rich people could afford, and the white socks were covered in blood.

Looking up along the path of the shoes, he saw a wounded man. His face was slashed several times, and the wounds were hideously turned outward, making it almost impossible to make out his features. Judging from his hair and clothes, he must be a young man.

And he once lived a life of luxury.

What terrified Jiang Bin was that this man was not dead! In Jiang Bin's eyes, living people were much scarier than dead people, not to mention that this man was staring at him with a pair of bloody eyes, screaming "Ahhhhhh".

From his open mouth, you could see that it was full of blood, and half of his tongue was missing, so you couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

"unlucky!"

Jiang Bin cursed and raised his foot to step over.

Many places in Yuncheng were in chaos. It was impossible to manage all the trivial matters, as everyone was just looking after their own interests. Furthermore, Jiang Bin had something to hide at the moment.

Unfortunately, the man didn't seem to intend to let him go.

His body was struggling to crawl on the ground, and he was holding his calves tightly, as if asking for help, and he kept indicating a direction with his lower body.

Jiang Bin began to get impatient.

Damn it, he hated these rich guys and playboys the most! They had everything they needed, and why didn't they just lie in bed and enjoy themselves early in the morning? Why would they compete with a poor guy like him?

He raised his foot and kicked the man hard several times, and finally got free.

He looked down and saw blood on his pants, and couldn't help but curse. He had done a lot to Chen Simei in the past few days, and the hidden cruelty in his heart had been aroused at some point.

Looking around, no one was paying attention to this place.

Jiang Bin simply squatted down and quickly took off the man's shoes. Then he stripped off his clothes, pants, shirt... and finally took his pocket watch.

After washing these, even if you don't wear them yourself, they can be worth a few silver dollars if you take them to a pawnshop.

Chen Simei hadn't been home for the past few days, and they had run out of money. They both needed to eat, and his money was already running low. He didn't dare sell the valuables on Chen Simei, for fear that someone would find out about him.

Now is the perfect time, as a lot of money is delivered to our doorstep to solve our urgent needs.

Jiang Yingjie wanted to resist, saying he was still alive and why did anyone steal his things. However, Song Nianru had severed the tendons in his hands and feet, leaving him completely powerless.

I could only watch helplessly as my whole body was stripped naked.

Jiang Bin was merciful and left him a pair of shorts, then left with the clothes.