Chapter 1111 Living the Life of a Widow After Her Husband Is Dead

Not only did they hook up, but her father actually killed her mother because of Bai Huien, a vixen?

Now, they are still united and want to murder Wen Muchu?

This couple of bitches are really too unscrupulous.

How dare they? How could you destroy your conscience so much and do such vicious things that are worse than even a beast?

Song Qiaoqiao was so angry that her whole body was shaking violently.

She wanted to rush in and teach this couple a lesson.

However, she knew clearly that she could not alert the enemy now.

Otherwise, she was not sure whether her father would attack her in order to save Bai Huien and himself.

When Song Qiaoqiao was hesitating, she was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

Song Qiaoqiao turned pale with fright and wanted to scream.

A warm palm tightly covered her mouth.

Song Qiaoqiao opened her eyes wide in horror and looked at the person.

Unexpectedly, that person was none other than Lan Xiao.

Lan Xiao blinked at Song Qiaoqiao and signaled her to keep quiet.

Song Qiaoqiao blinked and nodded, and Lan Xiao let go of her lips.

There were many people following Lan Xiao. Song Qiaoqiao glanced at them and her heart skipped a beat. I'm afraid something big is going to happen today.

President Wen is here, and so is Mr. Wen.

Even Wen Muchu, who should be lying on the bed about to die now, is here.

Therefore, there have been rumors that Wen Muchu's condition has worsened, which is probably just a ploy.

At this moment, what else could Song Qiaoqiao not understand?

Lan Xiao patted Song Qiaoqiao's shoulder and comforted in a low voice: "Don't be sad...such a person is not worth your tears..."

Song Qiaoqiao felt that her world had almost collapsed.

She held back her tears and hugged Lan Xiao.

Lan Xiao hugged her and patted her shoulder gently.

As for Wen Muchu, he straightened his suit jacket and glanced at Gu Ci.

Gu Ci nodded slightly, raised his foot and kicked the door open hard.

In the box, the man and woman who were kissing passionately were startled by the sudden sound of the door being kicked.

Bai Huien quickly pushed Song Qiang away. She took a few steps back and looked towards the door with a pale face.

Wen Muchu stood at the door, narrowing his eyes and smiling coldly at Bai Huien.

"Madam President, this scene you performed is really wonderful..."

Bai Hui'en felt as if her head had been exploded by thunder.

She couldn't believe it and looked at Wen Muchu blankly——

Her legs suddenly softened and she fell hard to the ground.

how so?

Isn't Wen Muchu about to die?

Now, not only is he not terminally ill, he is fine with nothing.

The whole person looks extremely healthy.

The shock in Bai Huien's heart was enough to shatter her entire soul.

"No...no...how could this happen? This is not true, this is fake, it must be an illusion of mine." She covered her head in a broken voice and roared in a low voice.

Lan Xiao curled her lips and smiled coldly.

Wen Muchu looked at Bai Hui'en with sarcastic eyes, still deceiving himself and not daring to face the reality.

"Do you think I would be so stupid that I would be poisoned just because I let you go so smoothly? Bai Hui'en, after all, you underestimated us too much."

Mr. Wen was even more angry. In vain, he thought that Bai Hui'en was a law-abiding and compassionate woman.

Unexpectedly, in the end, she almost killed his grandson.

He wished he could strangle her to death with his own hands.

Mr. Wen gritted his teeth and growled: "You can't give birth to a son yourself, and you don't allow our Wen family to have an heir. Bai Hui'en, you are really a snake-hearted person. I, the old man, have been blind for so many years."

When Bai Huien saw that Mr. Wen was here, she couldn't help but feel panicked.

She quickly got up, rushed to the old man, and grabbed his sleeve tightly.

"Dad...you misunderstood. I didn't want to harm Mu Chu. This was all a misunderstanding. Song Qiang did this. I was coerced by him."

Mr. Wen threw her away with hatred, his eyes filled with disgust.

"Even now, you are still quibbling... What you just said to Song Qiang, we all heard clearly outside... Bai Huien, you are simply a woman with a heart as vicious as a snake. No wonder, after so many years, , you can't give birth to a child, but it turns out it's all retribution..."

Bai Hui'en was thrown away by Mr. Wen and fell hard to the ground.

She crawled there, looking miserable.

When she heard Mr. Wen's accusation, she curled her lips and smiled mockingly.

"Huh... retribution? Where is the retribution? It's obvious that your son has never touched me for so many years. Do you know? I have been a widow for more than ten years... I will give up my youth, All my good times were gone.”

Mr. Wen was startled, his eyes full of surprise.

In all these years, his son has never touched Bai Huien?

"How is this possible? You have been sharing the same bed with each other for so many years?"

Bai Huien smiled bleakly, her eyes were filled with despair.

Now, what she did has been exposed.

She has nothing to be afraid of——

"Yeah, tell me, isn't it ridiculous? Obviously, I am married to a living person... but I am living the life of a widow with a dead husband. I don't dare to mention these words to anyone, I'm afraid to see them The ridicule and sarcasm of others. Apart from having a status, what else does the president’s wife have? Haha...it’s so ridiculous.” Bai Huien raised her head and laughed, the laughter was extremely sad.

Lan Xiao was also a little surprised. She didn't expect that Wen Zhihuai had never touched Bai Huien.

It seemed that his deep love for Yin Qiaoying had reached the point where it penetrated deep into his bones.

Wen Muchu's eyes flickered and he glanced at Wen Zhihuai who was standing outside.

Wen Zhihuai gave him a gentle smile. At this moment, the resentment in Wen Muchu's heart seemed to have gradually dissipated a lot.

He seemed to understand the pain of Wen Zhihuai's inability to control his body.

"I gave everything I had. I stayed with him day and night, but what did he give me? Endless indifference, busy work year after year...Has he ever done anything for me? Husband for a day?" Bai Hui'en's resentment had been accumulated for many years, and she had long since given up.

Wen Zhihuai walked in from outside, covered in frost.

There was a cold glint in his eyes, and he replied in a cold voice.

"Don't you bring all this to your own fault? You clearly know what kind of life you will have if you marry me, but you still marry me happily? What you like has never been me, but the president. position. If you want to get this position, you have to pay the price for it. If you get such a result, who can you blame?"

Bai Hui'en looked up at Wen Zhihuai blankly, with indescribable emotions flowing in her eyes.

"Are you here too?"