Transmigrating into a short-lived cannon fodder, she beat the son of destiny to pieces

Seeing Sui Ning walking towards him step by step, Butler Wang struggled to crawl away, but his limbs were broken at this moment, so how could he escape easily?

Sui Ning, holding a dagger, slowly walked up to him and squatted down. Her eyes were clear and sharp as she asked with a smile, "You want to escape? But didn't you say you wanted to treat me well?"

"Now I also want to love you, how can you escape?"

The original owner had a glimmer of hope, but in the end it was strangled by him. How could she let this culprit go easily?

Although she didn't understand why Qi Lin didn't kill him, it didn't stop her from doing it herself.

The beauty was as beautiful as a painting, and her voice was soft and pleasant, but to Butler Wang it sounded more like a death warrant from the King of Hell.

He knew that Sui Ning appeared here with only one purpose, revenge!

"Mmmm..." I was wrong. I shouldn't have treated you like that. Please forgive me.

Although Butler Wang was speechless, Sui Ning understood what he meant from his expression.

Let him go?

The original owner begged him so painfully at the beginning, why did he just refuse to let her go?

Sui Ning acted ruthlessly and decisively, stabbing through Butler Wang's palm with a knife.

As the wailing sounded, Sui Ning's eyes were filled with a hint of bloodthirsty murderous intent.

"I'm showing respect to you by touching you now, are you being shameless now?"

Sui Ning repeated everything that Butler Wang had said to her.

She endured the sticky feeling between her palms and raised the dagger again to stab it into Butler Wang's thigh, and blood gushed out.

The yellow straw was stained with blood, and its original color could no longer be seen. The air in the temple was filled with the stench of blood.

Looking at the butler Wang's miserable appearance, Sui Ning chuckled. Where are we now?

However, just as she was about to plunge the dagger into his chest, someone grabbed her wrist.

Looking at the person who was blocking her, Sui Ning spoke in a cold tone.

"You want to stop me?"

At this time, her hands were already covered with blood, and her white skirt was also covered with blood stains.

Her face was spattered with small drops of blood, adding a touch of evil charm and allure to her cold features.

Her eyes were cold and ruthless, like a flower blooming on the road to hell, dangerous yet extremely attractive.

Qi Yanzhi looked at her tenderly, a little distressed, his throat dry, "No."

He followed Sui Ning all the way here.

When he saw Butler Wang in the dilapidated temple, he already knew Sui Ning's plan.

She acted decisively and resolutely. In fact, he had always known that Sui Ning was not only cold in appearance, but also colder in heart.

This is true for people and also for relationships.

What I saw tonight was her truest side.

But it was this kind of her that made him unable to let go no matter what.

Qi Yanzhi raised his hand and gently wiped the blood off Sui Ning, then took the dagger from his hand.

"You don't have to dirty your hands with this kind of thing. Just say the word and I'm willing to be a knife in your hand."

She deserves the best and these dark and filthy things should not taint her.

If she wanted, he could remove all obstacles for her.

Sui Ning's expression changed slightly, "You..."

Qi Yanzhi stood up, took off his cloak, folded it and spread it on the steps of the temple. Then he helped her sit down, took out a clean handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood off her hands.

He said softly, "Be good, close your eyes and wait for me here for a while."

Then, without waiting for Sui Ning to say anything, he stood up and walked in front of Butler Wang.

The dagger entered the body, and a rustling sound was heard. After a while, there was no sound. Then there was a corpse with a tragic death in the temple.

When he came to Sui Ning again, his body was covered with a strong smell of blood.

Qi Yanzhi smiled and extended his hand to Sui Ning, "Ning Ning, let me take you home."

The hand in front of him was as white as jade, with distinct joints, slender and clean, without a trace of blood. It was obvious that it had been wiped in advance.

Sui Ning looked at him deeply, and finally reached out and shook his hand.

Although Qi Yanzhi's fingertips were a little rough, his palms were broad and warm. Sui Ning's hand was held tightly by him, but it did not seem awkward.

Feeling the soft touch of his palm, Qi Yanzhi raised the corners of his lips, obviously in a good mood.

Although the two were holding hands at the moment, he could clearly feel that their hearts were slowly getting closer.

"Why are you following me? Didn't you ignore me before?" Sui Ning asked deliberately.

Qi Yanzhi stopped and explained solemnly, "I was a little confused at first, but I didn't ignore you. I just felt that I was really despicable."

How can it not be despicable to covet your brother's wife?

The only person he ever blamed, was annoyed with, and hated was himself.

"I secretly went to see you at night, but you didn't know."

As he spoke, Qi Yanzhi's face turned red.

Sui Ning raised an eyebrow, "Visiting the boudoir at night?"

"No...no." Qi Yanzhi hurriedly wanted to explain. He didn't want Sui Ning to misunderstand that he was a lecher.

He had no intention of taking advantage of her.

At this moment, a thin layer of sweat has seeped out of the palms of my hands due to nervousness.

"I was guarding outside the window and didn't enter the room..." Qi Yanzhi suddenly fell silent.

He suddenly remembered the day when the assassin attacked and he had tried to intercept the assassin.

But he didn't want Sui Ning to know about the assassin, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. At this moment, he didn't know how to explain it.

Sui Ning knew it of course, she just wanted to tease him.

She smiled and said, "Since you are honest, I will tell you a secret."

Then she hooked her finger, and Qi Yanzhi cooperated by bending down and putting his ear closer.

The woman's warm breath sprayed on his ears, bringing an itch from the base of his ears to the tip of his heart, making him distracted.

But soon he had no time to care about so many things. Listening to what Sui Ning said in his ear, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his joy was beyond words.

Qi Yanzhi couldn't wait to ask back, "Ningning, what you just said... is it true?!"

Since the choice had already been made, Sui Ning did not intend to let Qi Yanzhi down, so she told him about her three-year divorce with Qi Lin.

Sui Ning nodded, "I will divorce Qi Lin, but..."

Qi Yanzhi said excitedly, "It's okay, I can wait!"

As long as she has a place for him in her heart, he is willing to wait for as long as it takes.

Seeing his overjoyed look, Sui Ning couldn't help but smile and reached out to rub the top of his head.

Qi Yanzhi bent down to cooperate with Sui Ning's actions, and put his head on her shoulder, rubbing her neck back and forth, "Ning Ning, I'm so happy."

There is no doubt that if he had a big tail, it would have been shaking it so hard that it would fly up.

Qi Yanzhi sent Sui Ning back to the backyard.

When they were about to part, he reluctantly let go of Sui Ning's hand and said expectantly, "Ning Ning, can you kiss me?"

He always felt that everything in front of him was unreal, and he wanted to verify it.

He's even learned to push his luck. Sui Ning gave him a displeased look and wanted to turn around and leave, "I'm leaving."

"Eh! I won't say anything more." Qi Yanzhi surrendered repeatedly, and said with some regret: "Without a kiss, can you dream of me?"

Sui Ning:?

What weird requests are there? Can she control dreams?

In the end, Sui Ning couldn't stand his clinginess anymore, so she just responded casually and walked towards the room.

Qi Yanzhi kept grinning foolishly as he watched Sui Ning leave, looking as if he was worthless.

This also prevented him from noticing Qi Lin, who had been standing behind him with a bitter expression.