Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

"Song... Nianru?"

At this moment, Jiang Shangbin felt his hair stand on end. All the romantic memories had faded away. Only one thought was spinning wildly in his mind:

If the person driving in front of me is Song Nianru, then where is Lao Wan?

Lao Wan, like Chen Hu, was a man given to him by Mr. Gu. Jiang Shangbin was worried about how he would explain to Mr. Gu if Lao Wan died.

"It's me," Song Nianru chuckled.

"Don't panic. After all, we've known each other for a while, and I'm here to see you off for the last time!"

She said to Jiang Shangbin:

"It's only right to reciprocate. After all, you gave me a ride once, didn't you?"

Jiang Shangbin was horrified: "You, you know?"

"Heh~" Song Nianru sneered:

"What do you say?"

He then stepped on the accelerator, and the heavy military vehicle shot off like an arrow, rushing towards the river. At the same time, Song Nianru mysteriously disappeared from the vehicle and reappeared outside.

Jiang Shangbin's face was ashen, and his body slumped in the chair like a pile of mud.

The military vehicle rushed into the river, and the cold water quickly poured into the car through the open windows. Jiang Shangbin desperately grasped the armrests of the seat, muttering:

"I, I didn't mean it, Song..."

Gulp~ Gulp~~~ I took a big gulp of river water and my lungs felt like they were being pricked by needles.

At the same time, Chen Simei and others were struggling desperately in the water, but to no avail...

At the moment when he was about to lose consciousness, many unfamiliar images suddenly flashed through Jiang Shangbin's mind -

He knelt in front of the Song family's gate in a suit, repeatedly saying he was sorry to Song Nianru, saying he shouldn't have run away from the marriage three years ago, causing her to lose her life at such a young age;

He happily hugged Jiang Bai and praised him for his intelligence, while He Yajun, who was rich and noble, looked at them and smiled gently.

He made his mark in Kyoto, and everyone praised him as a young talent;

He thrived in Kyoto and rose to become the second president of Dragon Country, full of vigor and ambition.

He returned to the First Comprehensive College of Yuncheng and was standing on the podium giving a passionate and heartfelt speech when a bullet flew towards him and hit him right between the eyebrows.

Severe pain struck.

The moment he fell, he saw the gunman being held down by the bodyguards. Under the beige baseball cap, those blood-red eyes filled with hatred were...

Gurgle~Gurgle~Gurgle~~

Jiang Shangbin's body completely sank into the water. The suffocating pain in his chest mixed with a splitting headache made him unable to tell which was real and which was fake.

Why he seemed to be experiencing two deaths at the same time.

However, no matter how confused he was, the result was the same—he fell into darkness and was forever lost in death...

Among all the people in this car, only He Yajun can swim!

I can only say that she is worthy of being the heroine.

She held her breath the moment the water reached her nose, and then waited until the water completely submerged the car and the pressure inside the car decreased, then she groped and slowly opened the window.

He Yajun was delighted.

She ignored Jiang Bai, and without even glancing back at Jiang Shangbin, Chen Simei, and the others, she quickly left the car. Her feet moved gently like a nimble fish, and she quickly emerged from the water.

"Whoo~"

He Yajun let out a long breath and wiped the water off her face - great, she was finally free!

There is no Jiang Shangbin or Jiang Bai around anymore.

This meant that she could potentially shed the labels she wore—not being someone's concubine, not being someone's mother, and even not being He Yajun. She could find a way to start a new life somewhere else.

God knows how frustrating and depressed her life has been in recent years.

From this perspective, she was even grateful to Song Nianru.

He Yajun was lost in thought while trying to determine the direction she should swim in.

Suddenly, her gaze stopped abruptly, and the smile on her face slowly disappeared and froze.

On the calm surface of the river, Song Nianru had moved a chair and was leisurely sitting on the roof of the military vehicle, enjoying the river breeze. She whistled and looked at He Yajun with a half-smile:

"Sister-in-law, you're quite good at swimming. Where are you going? Do you want me to give you a hand and give you a ride?"

He Yajun: “…”

After a long silence, He Yajun spoke with difficulty:

"Madam, I know I was wrong to you in the past. I shouldn't have encouraged Jiang Shangbin to elope with me when you were about to marry into the Jiang family."

"But I know I was wrong now. Jiang Shangbin is a scumbag! He's not worthy of love at all. You've seen what kind of life I've been living in the Jiang family these past few years!"

"On the contrary, because of me, you were forced to stay away from this scumbag and marry the eldest young master of the Jiang family. Look how happy you are now - from this point of view, even if you are not grateful, you should not hate me."

Her tone was sincere and her expression was sad:

"And now, my reputation is ruined, my son is dead, and I have nothing left. Even if I did something wrong in the past, I have now received the punishment I deserve. Can you please show mercy and let me go?"

"cannot,"

Song Nianru said coldly:

"I'm here for revenge, not to free you. I'm finally about to win, why should I let you go?"

As he spoke, Song Nianru casually took out a folding fishing rod from the space. He stretched out the fishing rod layer by layer and hit He Yajun's head with it.

"Swim, swim!"

She smiled like a villain:

"Swim for me, Madam! Swim faster! Madam, I love to give a drowning man a good beating!"

"Ah~"

He Yajun felt a pain on her forehead from the beating, and subconsciously sank her head into the water. She swam for a distance and felt that she was far enough away from the military vehicle.

Finally raised his head out of the water: "Hu~~"

But before she could straighten her sight, the fishing rod "whoosh" and hit her head again:

"Don't stop, swim for me!"

"what!"

He Yajun felt pain and shrank back into the river with a "whoosh".

In this way, He Yajun and Song Nianru swam and knocked until dark. Before they knew it, He Yajun had already swam to the middle of the river.

She was exhausted, her head covered in red, swollen bumps, and the pain was excruciating. Her calves were constantly cramping, and the pain had made her think countless times about just giving up.

This woman Song Nianru is not a human being, she is a devil!

No matter what she had known earlier, she would never have provoked her - she wouldn't have wanted a scumbag like Jiang Shangbin even if he was given to her for free.

Back then, she had an innocent reputation. She could grab any man she wanted in Yuncheng. Wouldn't she have lived a decent life than now? Unlike now, she really is like a dog!

He Yajun lay in the middle of the river, letting the river take her wherever it wanted... She could no longer swim!