Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Wen Haowen submitted the information of Ning Shuqian's rickets to the court and tried for divorce. The court automatically decided the termination of the marriage between the two parties.

However, Yang Ziyu's mood was not so good, because it was completely different from what she had imagined.

Wen Haowen was caught in the storm of public opinion with Ning Shuqian, who had lost his reputation. Now he was suspended from investigation by the Wens Group Shareholders' Bureau, and he also ran into a fight against his father and his daughter. .

He has no place in the Wen Group.

Media reporters have never stopped reporting about her and Wen Haowen ’s extramarital affairs. Under the influence of Wen Haowen ’s reputation, she has also been successfully named as fox fox, shameless third, and a third party. How good was Ning Shuqian when she married Wen.

In this case, Wen Haowen could not marry her with huge media opinion and criticism.

The child was not born, she has full control of Wen Haowen and coaxed Wen Haowen to marry her.

But once the child is born, everything is difficult to say.

She worked **** the calculation, kicked Ning Shuqian, intending to be in the top position, but did not expect that her calculations were ultimately broken in the hands of Ning Shuqian.

"Ning Shuqian this bitch!" Yang Ziyu couldn't help groaning.

Suddenly a “crisp” sound came from the living room. Yang Ziyu thought that the servant had broken something, and was about to go downstairs to look at it. She had a pair of dark eyes, and those eyes exuded an eye-catching noise. The creeps were dark and gloomy, as if there were sensen bones, and the hand bones came out of it.

"Ah-" Yang Ziyu was startled, and then he could clearly see the person in front of him.

Slightly yellow hair, tangled and messy with dry paper, scattered on both sides of the cheek, twisted and deformed face, chin is sharp and long, cheeks are sunken in bones, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts Already.

She was wearing a blue-and-white striped hospital coat with bright red blood on her coat and stepping barefoot on the ground.

"You ... who are you?" Yang Ziyu looked at the woman in front of her, asking with a quivering voice.

The intense anxiety made Yang Ziyu's body tremble a little.

"I'm here to ask you for help." There was a creepy weird voice in the fierce voice.

The woman slowly raised her face and looked at Yang Ziyu's grinning smile. The smile was like a wicked ghost, showing her a thrilling life-threatening soul.

"You are Ning Shu ... Qian!" Yang Ziyu reacted suddenly and turned and ran to the room.

Yang Ziyu did not expect that the woman standing outside the door was actually Ning Shuqian, and she even did not expect that in just a few days, Ning Shuqian had actually become like this person, not a ghost .

"Want to escape?" Five fingers as thin as firewood suddenly clamped Yang Ziyu's arm.

"Ah-what are you doing?" Yang Ziyu screamed frantically.

She was already scared to the extreme, and Ning Shuqian was crazy and didn't know what would happen.

"I want to destroy you on behalf of the earth!"

Ning Shuqian smiled strangely, her eerie smile, coupled with her distorted face, was even more terrifying than a ghost. She reached for her sharp five fingers and gestured at Yang Ziyu. How could it be Ning Shuqian's opponent.

"Don't ... help, ah ..." Yang Ziyu closed her eyes in fright and screamed frantically, hoping that the servant could hear her cry for help and come to her.

Ning Shuqian stared at her strangely: "Even if you call your throat broken, no one will hear you."

She slowly revealed her entire distorted face, blood stains on her face, set off her terrible expression, completely like a commanding evil spirit crawling out of hell.

"You ... you ... what did you do?"

Yang Ziyu suddenly thought of the crisp sound of the "哐 啷" that she had just heard, and thought of the blood on Ning Shuqian's body and the meaning in her words, her mind was suddenly blank.

There are only two servants in the villa, one of them, and just happened to be home today.

"It's an enviable belly, a few months? Isn't it going to happen soon?" Ning Shuqian's weird voice had a bitterness.

Dark eyes, staring at Yang Ziyu's round belly, stretched out his bones and thin fingers, like a skeleton's finger, stroking her belly gently.

"Nine ... nine months, and ... twenty ... days, the due date."

Yang Ziyu felt that Ning Shuqian's skinny and sharp-edged hands, Bai Sensen's like a dry bone, under the white skin, the green tendons were tangled, five fingers like a steel knife, stroking her belly, gentle strength, but There was a kind of upright, creepy coldness.

Pregnant women love to sweat in the first place, so frightened by Ning Shuqian, that is sweating, her body almost collapsed, and her body was stiff and did not dare to move.

"Boy or girl?" Ning Shuqian's sharp nails gently scratched her belly.

If her child does not have an abortion, will she one day, like her, bulging her big belly, waiting for the due date?

But her child is gone?

Bloody look.

I cried and shouted every night and told her, "Mom, I hurt!"

"Men ... boy!" Khan rolled down from her white forehead, Yang Ziyu felt that Ning Shuqian's five fingers were like a steel knife, as if she could scratch her belly with only power, she could even see The convulsion of her blood vessels, that Pentium's blood was not telling her all the time, Ning Shuqian was crazy.

"You should all go to hell, go to **** to be buried with my child ..." Ning Shuqian screamed suddenly, and pushed Yang Ziyu fiercely.

"Ah-" Yang Ziyu screamed, her feet trembled, her body suddenly fell down from the stairs on the second floor, and blood ran out from between her legs. Along the body she shed, there was a trail of blood. .

"Go to death--" Ning Shuqian burst into a roar of madness.

She watched Yang Ziyu tumbling lying on the ground, the blood between her legs, and the flow of water, spreading around her instantly. Thinking of her, she was lying on the ground in such despair and helplessness, and her heart suddenly rose up. The sense of revenge is coming.

"Save ... Save me ..." Yang Ziyu was lying in a pool of blood, her body contracted sharply due to the final pain, her whole body was convulsed, her fingers curled up and turned into a chicken paw, helpless and desperately stretched into the air.

"Ha ha ha ha ..." Ning Shuqian laughed frantically.

Doesn't Wen Haowen value the child in Yang Ziyu's belly?

She just wanted to make him happy and empty.

Didn't Yang Ziyu want to succeed with her child and marry Wen Haowen?

She would have to see if she lost her child and would Wen Haowen marry her.