After hearing about Su Mian's past life, Wei Zhenhui felt so distressed that he couldn't sleep for countless nights.
In his previous life, he relied on a single photo to sustain himself for so many years. He must have been suffering too.
For the man's so-called responsibility and to preserve Su Hong's reputation, her mother might even threaten her with death, but Zhang Jie could really do it.
After Su Mian married Jiang Yi, she suffered a lot of torture and was framed by Su Hong and Wu Xiaoqian. The suffering she suffered was a thousand times worse than his.
He also has comrades, subordinates, and ambitions.
Where is Su Mian
She had nothing and was alone. She didn't know until she died that he loved her all her life.
Wei Zhenhui sighed and drank another glass.
Fortunately, in this life, he and Su Mian were finally together, and Su Mian did not live in hatred. She had her own dreams and ambitions.
In front of Su Mian, he never revealed his feelings.
Maybe he drank tonight, maybe it was the heartache of seeing Su Mian being pointed at a gun, which stimulated him, and he still feels pain in his heart.
It wasn't until he saw clearly that the person holding the gun was A that the stone in his heart collapsed.
He saved A's sister.
"Hui, cheers! I know the tradition of your Chinese country is about sticking to the end. You are a soldier, and you will not get divorced. But, what if, I say what if, she doesn't love you anymore? Will you still love her? "A was a little surprised. Wei Zhenhui had no expression on his face. His long military career had taught him to hide his emotions, but he still felt that he was very sad at that moment.
Because of that woman.
A is really becoming more and more interested in Su Mian!
"Yes." After Wei Zhenhui said that, he drank the wine in the glass without hesitation, as if those were his vows of love.
A leaned back, just leaning on the back of the chair, extremely lazy, "My sister will probably be very sad when she hears this!"
After eating, Wei Zhenhui was sent back to the cellar. Chicken blood was touched on his face and body.
A stood next to him, "Here, add a little more here, so it's more realistic!" After saying that, he walked to the wall and picked up a wooden stick as thick as a bowl, "I'm sorry." After saying that, he looked at Wei Zhenhui's body, avoiding the vital points. The parts were smashed hard.
He had no choice but to do it, after all, their identities were very sensitive.
When Zhao Long and Su Mian arrived, the building was already empty, and they only found an unconscious Wei Zhenhui in the cellar.
When Su Mian saw Wei Zhenhui covered in blood, he had long forgotten to use his fiery eyes and golden eyes. He rushed forward, held Wei Zhenhui's face, and kept crying, "Wei Zhenhui, wake up, Wei Zhenhui, wake up."
The person in his arms remained motionless, but he secretly cursed A several times in his heart.
The cost of reminiscing with him is too high!
It really suffocated him to death.
My wife's little hands were so weak and boneless that she touched his cheek. He felt itchy. What should I do
"Su Mian, don't worry, the leader is still alive." Zhao Long put his hand on his breath and felt relieved.
This sentence actually made Su Mian wake up, and then she remembered to use her dazzling eyes on him.
I felt more reassured when I saw it, it was all skin injuries.
I scolded A thousands of times in my heart.
This pervert wanted to beat Wei Zhenhui for whatever reason. What could he gain
Wei Zhenhui is a trained soldier. If he wants to get military secrets from him, he will not say a word even if he dies.
Therefore, those who set their sights on soldiers will drive themselves crazy sooner or later.
Su Mian cursed in her heart.
It was already 5 o'clock in the morning when he returned to the station. Su Mian helped him apply medicine all over his body. Wei Zhenhui was already showing signs of waking up.
If he doesn't wake up, he will have to hold back his internal injuries.