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Chapter 142 You are going to die!

Chapter 142: Go to hell!

She thought he would stay in Fu's villa these days.

After what happened last night, she couldn't tell what it felt like to see this man again. She felt a little bitter, a little embarrassed, and a little resentful.

"Husband... Madam, you are back."

Yesterday's incident caused quite a stir, and her identity is no longer a secret.

Even the people in the villa looked at her strangely, and the names they called her became particularly awkward.

Fu Yiyun leaned on the cabinet near the window and smoked, without even giving her a look. He looked indifferent, as if she was just an unrelated stranger.

Lu Yanyu pursed his lips and walked upstairs.

If she didn't have to accompany her grandma, she really wouldn't want to stay here.

After walking a few steps, Song Xuefei suddenly came out of the bathroom. When he saw her, he shouted with joy: "Sister, are you back?"

She really didn't expect Song Xuefei to be there.

After a brief moment of shock, she continued walking upstairs.

Anyway, everything will end tomorrow. Regardless of whether Ye Wenhao cooperates with her or not, she will end it all, so she doesn't want to have any conflict with this woman at this moment, so don't worry!

But Song Xuefei just dragged her and refused to let her go.

"Sister, I've told you many times that I will help you find your mother's relics and give them to you. But why did you pretend to be a servant and sneak into the attic yesterday? I'm a little doubtful now. What are you really doing?

Is your purpose to retrieve your mother's relics? Could this relic really be a cover for you to ruin the birthday banquet and damage the reputation of the Song family? "

Lu Yanyu stared at her coldly.

Even now, she is still making false accusations against her, as if she is afraid that Fu Yiyun will find out the true similarity.

She pulled her lips coldly: "Okay, since you promised me, please give me my mother's relics."

"Well, I brought them all here for you."

Lu Yanyu's eyes widened in surprise. She didn't expect that Song Xuefei would return her mother's relics to her so easily this time.

When Song Xuefei brought a cardboard box over, she couldn't wait to rush over to check the contents.

But most of the things inside were not my mother's. There was only one notebook that belonged to my mother, but it was wetted by someone maliciously, and I couldn't even read the writing on it clearly.

But she clearly saw yesterday that this notebook was good. It was full of her mother's handwriting, and her mother's life was recorded every stroke.

She looked at Song Xuefei sadly and angrily.

Song Xuefei showed her a proud sneer.

"Bitch!"

Suddenly anger surged up, and she raised her hand and slapped Song Xuefei.

However, before her hand could fall, her slender wrist was violently strangled by a big hand.

She raised her eyes and met Fu Yiyun's cold and sinister eyes, and her heart suddenly twitched.

No matter when and where, this man is always protecting another woman, never her.

Never!

Song Xuefei cried hurriedly and aggrievedly: "Sister, what's wrong with you? I kindly rummaged through the boxes at home and finally found these and brought them to you. Why do you want to hit me instead? Did I do something wrong?"

As she spoke, she looked more and more aggrieved, with tears still lingering in her eyes.

Lu Yanyu gritted his teeth with hatred: "You fucking bitch, you just know how to pretend, you go to hell!"

She really hated her and raised her other hand to slap the woman again.

But the next moment, her thin body was ruthlessly thrown away by the man.

She hit the corner of the cabinet directly, and a dull pain shot through her whole body, making her break into a cold sweat.
Chapter completed!
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