Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

From that day on, a strong idea emerged in Qin Haoming's heart: he wanted to remarry Ling Jinxing.

In order to save this relationship, he began to squat in front of the gate of Ling Jinxing's current company, the former Qin Group, in different ways every day.

Every day when Ling Jinxing went to and from get off work, she could see Qin Haoming standing at the door, sometimes holding flowers, sometimes holding a sign that said "I was wrong, please forgive me". Once, he even put on a clown costume and tried to win Ling Jinxing's favor with a funny performance.

However, Ling Jinxing turned a blind eye to all this. She always glanced at Qin Haoming coldly and then walked straight into the company.

Every effort Qin Haoming made was like a one-man show, both funny and embarrassing.

[Host, Qin Haoming's regret value has reached 90%.] Meng Meng's voice sounded in Ling Jinxing's mind, with a hint of teasing.

Ling Jinxing sneered, a disgusted expression on her face, "This guy regrets it after he finds out he's no longer capable, right?" She felt disdain for the man's regret, and apart from disgust, she had no other thoughts.

She recalled what Qin Haoming had done before. How could he not feel remorse at that time? Now he was pretending to be affectionate. It was really a lie!

At the same time, Wang Qinqin was penniless after giving birth to the child, and could not even afford the medical expenses of the hospital. She could only endure the severe pain in her body and came to Qin Haoming's door, hoping to get some help.

However, the moment Qin Haoming saw Wang Qinqin, he was like a blast from a dynamite stick. He rushed forward, punching and kicking Wang Qinqin mercilessly. Wang Qinqin's body, which had not yet fully recovered, was further injured by his violence, and her wounds opened again, staining her clothes with blood.

Wang Qinqin covered her stomach and fell to the ground in pain. Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were full of fear and pleading.

However, Qin Haoming had no intention of stopping. His only thought was to beat this shameless woman to death.

If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be like this now.

Ling Jinxing watched this scene on the system screen and noticed that Wang Qinqin's health was decreasing.

It looked like this man was really going to step on the sewing machine, she thought.

Sure enough, after a while, Wang Qinqin fell to the ground weakly and gradually became motionless.

Her eyes were closed, as if she had left this world.

Qin Haoming realized at this time that something was wrong. He hurriedly bent down to check on Wang Qinqin's condition and immediately called an ambulance.

He was still muttering to himself: "This is not me, she asked for it! She asked for all this!" He tried to shirk responsibility and attributed his violent behavior to Wang Qinqin's fault.

Ling Jinxing looked at the scene on the system screen and smiled sarcastically, "See! Men will never admit that they have done something wrong. They are clearly the ones who are being shameless, but they still pretend to be victims."

She felt disgusted with Qin Haoming's behavior, but also felt that Wang Qinqin deserved it.

"So here comes the question, Mengmeng. In the original storyline, whose child is Wang Qinqin's?"

Mengmeng thinks the host did it on purpose. He has azoospermia, so it definitely couldn't be Qin Haoming's.

Wang Qinqin is dead.

Because she had not had enough rest before, her body was already weak, and coupled with the brutal beating from Qin Haoming, her wounds completely ruptured, and a large amount of blood gushed out of the wounds, as if to take away the flame of her life.

Despite the medical staff's best efforts, they were ultimately unable to save her life.

The culprit, Qin Haoming, was also arrested by the police and sent to prison.

The days in prison were endless torment for Qin Haoming.

He spent every day in deep remorse, wondering why he did not cherish Ling Jinxing, his first wife who had been with him through thick and thin.

Countless times in the dead of night, he looked at the moonlight outside the iron window, recalling every little detail of his time with Ling Jinxing. Those warm scenes pierced his heart like a knife.

Ling Jinxing also received a call from the police, telling her that Qin Haoming wanted to see her and had something to say.

However, every time, she coldly hung up the phone, saying she didn't have time. For her, Qin Haoming was already a thing of the past, and she didn't want to have anything to do with this man anymore.

However, after learning of their daughter's death, Wang Qinqin's family came to trouble Ling Jinxing every day.

They insisted that Ling Jinxing had killed Wang Qinqin and demanded compensation from her.

Faced with such unreasonable behavior, Ling Jinxing simply asked his assistant to hang a banner: "Knowing three is three, the Wang family wants money?" As soon as the banner was hung up, it immediately attracted a lot of onlookers.

"Oh my god, how dare someone bother Ling Yuan?" someone commented. "My daughter was shameless enough to become a mistress and get beaten to death. What does this have to do with the original wife? Besides, Wang Qinqin and Qin Haoming are already married, and she's still trying to seduce someone else. How shameless!"

"That's right, so shameless!" another person echoed.

The Queen Mother was surrounded by people, and there were accusations and ridicules coming from her, but she did not feel ashamed at all.

Instead, she loudly defended herself, "It's all because of Ling Yuan. She knew that man was no match for her, but she still wanted my daughter to take over!"

"Now there is no one to take over!" The Queen Mother cried, trying to gain sympathy.

Unfortunately, no one in the crowd sympathized with her. Instead, they were all watching the show, with discussions and laughter rising one after another.

The Queen Mother squatted outside the crowd for a long time, watching the onlookers gradually disperse. She knew that continuing the commotion would only bring trouble to herself.

Her interest gradually faded as time went by. Finally, she stood up, dusted herself off, and left muttering to herself. The farce also came to an end.

Ling Jinxing stood at the door of the company, watching the Queen Mother's back gradually walking away, with a scornful smile on the corner of his mouth.

She had expected this result a long time ago. People who make themselves boring will never be able to maintain their enthusiasm.

Time flies, and it is the day before Qin Haoming's execution.

Ling Jinxing still went to prison.

When she stepped into the cold visiting room, Qin Haoming's eyes lit up instantly, but the light quickly dimmed again.

"Will you forgive me?" Qin Haoming's voice trembled a little, with a hint of expectation.

Ling Jinxing shook her head firmly, "No!" Her voice was cold and resolute, without a trace of emotion.

Qin Haoming seemed unwilling to accept this. "Then even if I die, it won't happen?" He asked again, his tone revealing endless sadness.

Ling Jinxing chuckled, "If you die, does it matter whether I forgive you or not?" Her smile was filled with a hint of sarcasm, but more of it was relief. "You chose this path yourself, and you brought this upon yourself!"

Qin Haoming was stunned and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's indeed my own fault, so I wish you happiness."