Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Self-inflicted _1 Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Self-inflicted _1 “Bitch!”
Xia Jianren’s eyes instantly turned red, and he leaped forward like a thunderbolt to separate the inseparable couple, slapping Fang Yuei across her flushed, intoxicated face.
Fang Yuei’s already reddened face imdiately swelled up.
It looked ghastly, clearly showing the force Xia Jianren had used.
“Jianren, Jianren!” Because of this slap, Fang Yuei was jolted awake, but she was still dazed and completely clueless about what had happened.
When she saw herself unclothed and lying next to another man, and in front of Xia Jianren, Fang Yuei let out a scream of terror and despair.
How could this happen!
How could it!
Wait! She rembered!
She had been knocked out!
It was clear to Fang Yuei now, she had been set up, counter-sched!
She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, grabbed his leg, and cried out heart-wrenchingly, “Jianren, listen to , I was frad!”
Fang Yuei hurriedly recounted how she ended up in the room.
Xia Jianren was shaking all over with rage, like he had Parkinson’s, his face contorting and his eyes bloodshot like a wild animal.
How could he not know she had been set up!
It was Lin Lan!
It must have been that bitch Lin Lan!
Speak of the devil and he shall appear, just then Mrs. Xia appeared at the door. She had only wanted to see Xia Jianren frustrated and enraged after his plan failed.
Seeing Fang Yuei actually entangled with another man, although confused about what had happened, did not affect her good mood, and tears of laughter were already in the corners of her eyes: “Xia Jianren, how does it feel to suffer from your own evil doing?”
This was karma!
To harm others, yet in the end, harming oneself!
Serves you right!
Truly serves you right!
The humiliation of these past days had finally been avenged!
“Bitch!” Xia Jianren stomped his feet furiously, his gaze scathing her.
“I’m the bitch?” Mrs. Xia sneered again: “If we’re talking about being cheap, how can I compare to you? Just wait for jail!”
With that, Mrs. Xia, too disgusted to give them another glance, took Xia Ningxing, who was standing not far away, to call the police.
His actions had already constituted a cri.
Xia Jianren’s tall fra collapsed to the ground in an instant.
He was finished.
He was completely ruined now!
Not only would the divorce settlent go to Lin Lan, but he would also have to pay for it with himself!
“Jianren, what should we do now…” Fang Yuei had dressed herself by now, tears streaming down her face as she clung to his shirt hem, crying in despair.
Just thinking that the foul idea she had thought to help Xia Jianren, which not only failed to harm Lin Lan, that little slut, but also hard herself and her future husband, she nearly vomited blood.
“Crying your fucking eyes out! It’s all because of your damn idea!” Xia Jianren, already in turmoil and realizing she had caused his downfall, slapped her again.
Fang Yuei scread, covering her swollen face, trembling and not daring to speak any longer.
Right now, all Xia Jianren wanted to do was to flee, to quickly sell the factory, the house, the car, and then take the money and run abroad.
But the authorities were faster, arresting him just as he was preparing to flee.
On the day of his arrest, Fang Yuei cried until her voice was hoarse, desperately blocking them: “Please, don’t take Jianren, it’s all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. My Jianren didn’t do any of this, Lin Lan frad us, she also caused to lose my innocence, if you must arrest soone, arrest her!”
There’s an old saying, “A couple of nights makes a hundred days of grace,” not to ntion that they had been together for more than a decade. How could she bear to watch him be arrested?
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