Madam, the entire entertainment industry is looking forward to your divorce

Chapter 852
Xue Wanqing thought she was joking.

"You are the one who is dead now. I am living a good life. Why am I dead?"

Song Anhao sneered and said: "You killed Lao Chen and me, do you think you can still live? You know Shen Xiuran's methods better than me. If something really happened to me, it would not only be you, but also you All of your relatives will be implicated. Shen Xiuran will definitely not let you go."

"Ha ha……"

Xue Wanqing doesn't like her at all.

"If he wants to kill him, he can kill it! Anyway, I have nothing now, and I have a cheap life. I will not lose if I exchange my life for yours... As long as Shen Xiuran can live in pain for the rest of his life, so what if I don't want this life ?”

This is what Song An was so afraid of.

Broken cans.

When she sees everything as unimportant, that's the time when oil and salt don't get in, and it's the hardest time to break through.

Xue Wanqing doesn't care about it now, and can't find any weakness at all.

Song Anhao gritted his teeth, and threw out his final trump card: "You don't care, what about your parents? Do you want the Xue family to have no descendants?"

Xue Wanqing shrugged nonchalantly: "I can't keep myself alive, why do I care what they do? It's good to die, and I'll be free if I die, so I don't have to live in a cheap rented house and suffer."

Song Anhao was completely desperate.

A person who doesn't even care about the lives of himself and his loved ones.

What else do you care about?

"I've finished what I want to say? I'm going to give you the last layer now! Don't worry, I cut it very accurately. I aimed at your head. With a bang, your head will explode, and you will definitely die..."

Xue Wanqing smiled evilly, like Satan from hell, creepy.

She slowly raised the ax in her hand, her eyes were bloodshot, and she felt unprecedentedly happy.

Song Anhao closed her eyes, and pressed her stomach tightly with her hands.

Even at the last moment, I still don't forget to protect the child in my stomach.

All I could hear was a sharp cold wind passing by my ears.

The expected pain did not come.

"Bang..." sounded.

It was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Song Anhao slowly opened his eyes.

He saw Xue Wanqing's eyes widen in disbelief, his face full of surprise, and the ax in his hand had already fallen to the ground.

"Tick..."

"Tick..."

It was the sound of water drops falling on the ground.

Xue Wanqing lowered his head slowly, looking at the long knife stuck in his stomach.

The long knife was inserted from behind, directly piercing her stomach.

Blood stained her clothes and flowed all over the floor.

Song Anhao also found the long knife stuck in Xue Wanqing's stomach, and when he went to look at Xue Wanqing's face again, he heard a "boom".

Xue Wanqing fell straight to the ground.

"No...impossible..."

"how is this possible……?"

Because the long knife stabbed not an important part, Xue Wanqing was still breathing for a while.

Amidst her unbelievable murmurs, an abrupt voice sounded.

"An An..."

Song Anhao's eyes lit up, as if seeing light in the dark, he looked for the sound.

Not far away, Shen Xiuran, who has always been meticulous, ran towards her in messy clothes, with an exclamation and fear that had never been seen on his face.

Shen Xiuran ran to Song Anhao's side, looked at the large area of ​​blood on her trouser legs, his handsome face turned pale with fright, and carefully picked her up with trembling hands.

"Hold on, don't be in trouble! We can have another child, you must be in trouble..."

Shen Xiuran, who had always been calm and composed and played with applause, became afraid and uncertain for the first time.

There was also a trill in the voice.

(End of this chapter)