Young Master Mo, you have been tricked

In the dilapidated unfinished building, lived an ugly and mysterious woman.

No one knew how old she was, because every day she was dressed in rags and picked up trash nearby. Under the extremely low brim of her hat was a rotten face that had been burned beyond recognition.

In the early summer of Spring City, the weather was already very hot, and flies and mosquitoes were chirping and buzzing in the unfinished building.

Through the window with only a frame, Su Mi looked coldly at the happy family in the high-end apartment opposite.

A handsome man, a lovely child, and a... seemingly gentle and virtuous woman.

However, that man is hers.

The child is also hers.

That gentle and virtuous woman was her best friend once.

For three years, she could only sit here every night and watch the warm life of the family across the street, and she could only dwell here like an ant, daring not to show her face like a thief.

She turned her neck stiffly, and saw the broken mirror she picked up from the trash bin stuck to the wall, and her distorted and terrifying face was reflected in it. She was afraid that she would stand in front of the pair of sluts. I can't even recognize myself!

During the day, a black cloth covered Su Mi from head to toe, bent over to dig through the garbage at the entrance of the alley, trying to find a drink bottle.

A small red and green ball rolled to her feet, she should have avoided it quickly, but when she saw the little man running from the opposite side, she unexpectedly bent down and picked up the small ball in her hand .

Only!Her little one!

A three-year-old girl with two braids, jumped up and down in front of her. She had habitually lowered her head so that the child would not see her face. She bent down and put the little ball on the ground. Backed away humbly.

Lin Jiawei's voice sounded, "Just!"

Su Mi suddenly raised her head, unexpectedly she was still looking at her curiously, and when she saw her face, she screamed in fright.

She pulled down the brim of her black hat, turned around and ran into the depths of the alley like a mouse crossing the street.

She fled to the darkest corner of the city, the stinking sewer mouth, banging her head against the wall in pain.

Suppressing the changed tone of crying, it was as ugly as sawing wood.

Suddenly, a person covered her mouth from behind and dragged her away. She struggled vigorously. The man behind her was tall and powerful, and she couldn't break free at all.

The sound of high-heeled shoes, from far to near, the sound of "click, click, click" seems to knock on people's hearts.

Lin Jiawei's hypocritical face was revealed, she raised her lips slightly, but her eyes were extremely cold.

"Your Majesty!"

Today, she wore a bright orange lipstick, and her voice was soft, yet sinister.

Su Mi only felt severe pain in the back of her knees, and knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

She stared at Lin Jiawei with wide eyes.

Lin Jiawei stood condescendingly in front of her, pinching her chin with her hand, forced her head to lift up, and said with regret: "Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect my face to be so rotten, but my eyes are still so beautiful. In fact, I I want you to live like this for the rest of your life, but if you don't die, I can't do anything to you, after all, I will have my own child soon, and I will not allow anyone to block my child's way!"

Su Mi struggled violently, a crow-like cry came out of her throat, and the three words "Lin Jiawei" faintly overflowed from her throat, rough and ugly, sad and angry, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from her tight grip. Clamp.

"Get rid of it!" Lin Jiawei said coldly, turning and leaving without looking at her again.

With a "plop", the smelly water filled Su Mi's head, her hands and feet were tied, no matter how hard she tried, she could only sink to the bottom of the sea in despair. She opened her eyes and looked up through the sewage. Looking at the gray sky, it is getting farther and farther away, and it is getting darker and darker!

Through the sound of water, she vaguely heard her husband's voice, "Have you dealt with it?"

"Lin Jiawei, Tang Zeyan, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely make your life worse than death!"