Mobile reading Wu Qiang looked at his palm in shock, while Ding Mei burst into tears: "You, how could you hit me?"
Ding Mei felt many unspeakable grievances in her heart.
She not only regarded Wu Qiang as her man, but also Treating him as his own son, this slap was something that neither Ding Mei's identity could bear to accept.
"Okay, stop howling endlessly."
Wu Qiang felt a little guilty after being slapped, but when Ding Mei cried like this, he became irritable.
Wu Qiang feels that An Qing has become too much for him, and Ding Mei, whether as his mother or as his lover, is much older than him, so he should be more sensible and be more tolerant to himself.
Because of Wu Qiang's attitude, Ding Mei's hand tightened little by little.
She looked at Wu Qiang with complicated eyes and didn't say a word for a long time.
An Qing wrote the agreement, gave it to Wu Qiang to read, signed it, went directly into the bedroom, and locked the door.
Outside the door, although Ding Mei and Wu Qiang lowered their voices, they could still hear their noisy voices.
The voices gradually became quieter.
An Qing opened the surveillance video on his phone and watched the two dragging each other into Ding Mei's house.
In the bedroom, An Qing watched the two people arguing, and the noise turned into tearing clothes, and then An Qing silently covered her eyes.
Could it be that this kind of abnormal love is maintained by constant intimacy?
An Qing felt like he had found a new way of abusing a scumbag.
On Saturday morning, An Qing went out early in the morning.
When she came back, she was holding a big catfish in her hand.
Looking at Wu Qiang who was washing up in the bathroom, An Qing walked in with the catfish.
An Qing didn't say anything, he just glanced back and forth at Wu Qiang several times, then suddenly took out a gun and shot the catfish in the head.
The silenced gun didn't make much sound, but The catfish's blood splashed all over Wu Qiang, especially the place that was relatively close to Anqing.
Wu Qiang shivered in shock and became incontinent on the spot.
An Qing looked at him with a smile, slowly put away the gun, and walked out of the bathroom with the catfish, blood flowing all over the floor.
When Ding Mei rushed into the bathroom, Wu Qiang was already slumped on the ground.
His eyes were dull and dull.
It wasn't until Ding Mei pulled him and kept calling his name that his eyes moved.
For a moment.
At noon that day, An Qing and Ding Mei and Wu Qiang had dinner at the same table for the first time.
An Qing pointed at one of the dishes with his chopsticks and said to Wu Qiang: "Try it, this is it.
In the morning, I "bang" it in the bathroom.
The one with very fresh blood, you should still remember the one with very red blood."
Wu Qiang was no match for An Qing who had survived the apocalypse.
Not to mention eating, he covered his mouth and vomited.
Ding Mei followed Wu Qiang and watched him vomit all over the floor.
She frowned a few times and then sighed.
I went to clean up, but I didn’t immediately care about what happened to Wu Qiang.
On Monday, An Qing and Wu Qiang successfully received the divorce certificate with the property division certificate that had been agreed upon by a lawyer the day before.
An Qing patted the divorce certificate in his hand, looked at the suitcase that had been packed at his feet, opened his backpack, and took out a credit card from it: "This is the card you used for me before.
Give it back to you now” Wu Qiang took the card and without saying another word, he and Ding Mei got into the taxi.
An Qing looked at the taxi's retreating shadow and showed a meaningful smile.
Before her smile dissipated, The cell phone in the bag rang.
An Qing looked at the unfamiliar number displayed on his phone, hesitated for a moment and answered it.
A very magnetic male voice came from the phone: "You are divorced, this time I can wait in line."
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