Chapter 344

Oh, substitute, what a vicious word.

She slowly put down her cell phone and looked ahead.

Tang Kexin's words may not be believable, but this woman is really like herself, or she is like this woman.

Moreover, Tang Shaofeng was very nervous. She could see that he ran to find her again and again. Even if he had a chance, he would run again and again as long as he had news of her.

Miao Xiaohui knows these two times, but there must be countless times she doesn't know.

No matter what Tang Kexin said is true or false, no matter whether this woman is Tang Shaofeng's first love or not, in short, she is really important in his mind.

At this time, there is also the mind to be jealous, she also quite admire themselves.

She has been lying on the couch all morning. Xiao Huan calls her to go in for lunch: "it's going to rain soon. Miss, you'd better go into the room. It's good for lunch."

"Well." She got up from the recliner with soft soles.

"Let me tell you something, miss." Xiao Huan helped her to the room.

"Well?"

"That, that..." she hesitated. Miao Xiaohui looked at her strangely: "it's what you want to say. Why can't you say it again?"

"Well, miss two, the young master has found the person who bullied you."

These days, I'm trying to forget it as if it didn't happen, but now I mention it again, which is undoubtedly reminding Miao Xiaohui that what happened can't be expected not to happen.

"What did that man do to him?"

"It was a terrible fight. I heard I was lame."

"Who is he?"

"It's said that he's an old bachelor. He's a bit abnormal."

"So, he found me at random, and I was unlucky?"

"Miss." Xiaohuan lowered her head: "it's my fault."

"It's none of your business. It's my bad luck." Miao Xiaohui took the phone and dialed Miao Zhimiao's phone: "brother, I heard you found that man?"

Miao Xiaohui's words are obscure, but Miao Zhimiao also understands them.

"Yes, I found it. Don't worry, Xiao Hui. I'll make him very sad for the rest of his life. Moreover, he's absolutely tight lipped and dare not go out to talk about it."

"I want to see him."

"What?" Miao Xiaohui's request startles Miao Zhimiao. Even Xiao Huan looks up at her.

"You heard me right. I want to meet this man."

"What's good to see? You'll be more upset when you see it."

"If you're upset, you're upset." Miao Xiaohui is very determined: "brother, you let me see him."

"Xiao Hui." The phone was unusually silent. After a while, Miao Zhimiao said, "you always refuse to believe it, don't you? When our people found you, you were lying on the bed with no trace of being violated. Moreover, we also found a doctor to examine you and prove that... "

"I believe what you said. I just want to see that man."

Miao Zhimiao is silent for a moment, but Miao Xiaohui's attitude is very firm, he finally let go: "OK, I'll let someone bring him home, and I'll let you know before I come."

"Well."

Miao Xiaohui hung up and gave it to Xiaohuan: "go downstairs to have dinner."

"Why do you want to see that scum?" Xiaohuan asked cautiously, "don't you recall bad memories when you see him?"

Miao Xiaohui just wants that memory. It doesn't make sense that something like that happened. Her memory and her body don't feel at all.

Not long after lunch, I received a text message from Miao Zhimiao, who said that the man would come later.

Miao Xiaohui is waiting for him in the study at home. Sitting on the chair that her father usually likes to sit on, there is a big table in front of her, which can cut off the distance between her and other people and make her feel safer.

The heart beat so hard that someone pushed the door open. Miao Zhimiao came in first.

He should have come from the company, still wearing computer protective glasses, Miao Xiaohui can't see his eyes through the lens.

"Xiaohui, are you sure you really want to see him?"

"Sure." She nests in the chair and looks at Miao Zhimiao: "he's here, isn't he?"

"Well, since you insist." Miao Zhimiao sighs and leans to the door. Two tall bodyguards press a man from left to right and come in. Then they push forward and the man falls to the ground.

Miao Zhimiao walks over and bends down and grabs the man's neck collar. His face is so colorful that he can't see his original appearance.

"Brother." Miao Xiaohui stopped him from raising his other hand: "you go out first, I'll talk to him alone."

"Xiaohui, I don't understand what you have to talk about with such scum?" Miao Zhimiao frowned tightly and pursed her thin lips: "it's dangerous for you to be alone."

"What else do you think he can do after you have beaten him like this?" Miao Xiaohui said faintly: "you go out."

Miao Zhimiao had no choice but to take a deep look at the man on the ground: "you'd better be honest. We are all outside the door. We will know everything you do outside for the first time."

The man lay on the ground and didn't say a word. Miao Zhimiao let him go and told Miao Xiaohui, "be careful. If you have anything to do, shout out."

Miao Xiaohui nodded: "I know."

Miao Zhimiao and the bodyguards went out of the room, and there were only two of them left in the study.

Miao Xiaohui took out a bag of wipes and threw it to him: "wipe the blood off your face."

The man reached out with difficulty, took the wipes and wiped his face.

"Look up." Miao Xiaohui said slowly.

The man cleaned his face and looked up.

It seems that at about 40 years old, people are very thin.

"Do you know me?" Miao Xiaohui will face closer to him, let him see carefully.

The man just glanced in a panic and lowered his head: "yes, oh, No."

"Yes or no?"

"I didn't know you."

"Then why did my brother beat you like this?"

"Yes, yes," he faltered, "Miss Miao, I deserve to die. I'm sorry for you!"

"You didn't know me before. Why did you start on me? Random, accidental? "

"..." he lay on the ground and made no more noise.

Since he didn't speak, Miao Xiaohui changed the topic: "on what day of the month, where are we and what have you done to me?"

"Miss Miao, Mr. Miao has almost killed me. Don't torture me any more?" The man shivered, and he could see that he was scared.

Miao Xiaohui looked at him: "answer my question, or you will be beaten."

The man sighed dejected and replied with trembling fear: "this month, nineteen, in a cafe in new world, I saw you sitting alone in the cafe, so there was a malice at once."

"At that time, were you passing by or drinking coffee in it?"

"I drink coffee in it."

"What color did you wear that day?"

"Ha?" The man didn't expect that Miao Xiaohui would ask so carefully. He looked at her blankly and thought hard: "it's brown."

"That day, there was no one in the cafe in brown." Miao Xiaohui can be sure of this, because there were not many people in the cafe that day. There were only two people sitting on the table, and none of them was single.

"Oh, that's soy." The man scratched his head: "I don't remember very well."

"There's no sauce, either."

"Miss Miao." The man was a little annoyed, and his ragged face was very upset: "what's the important color of clothes? I don't remember. Which big man remembers which clothes he wears every day? If Mr. Miao catches me, it's bad luck for me. It's up to you to kill or cut me. "

"Did Mr. Miao say what to do with you?" Miao Xiaohui stares at this face carefully, how to see, how to feel strange, have never seen at all.

"Never stay in Shucheng." He was depressed.

"You've ruined my life. Isn't that a light deal?" Miao Xiaohui sneered: "I think you should die ten thousand times."

The man looked up at her in fear: "Mr. Miao said, spare my life!"

"It's his business for him to spare you, and I won't spare you." Miao Xiaohui stood up from her chair, and her voice became colder and colder: "I'll give you one last chance. Do you remember that day or not? If not, the nature will be completely different. "

She walked around the table, step by step towards the man.

He backed back with his hands on the ground: "don't come here. What do you want to do?"

"If you think about it, I'll give you one last chance!"

"Miss Miao, it's my fault. There's a red mole on your abdomen, isn't it?"

The slap in the face makes Miao Xiaohui upset.

All along, she desperately denied that such a thing had happened. Of course, she also meant to deceive herself.

Now people are in front of her, she still has no memory.

But he can tell the special imprint of her private part, which should be right.

She stood in the same place and closed her eyes for a few seconds. Because she was too dizzy, she closed her eyes.

Suddenly, she turned around, grabbed the crystal ashtray on the table and threw it at the man.

The man flashed to the door, crying and howling. At the same time, the door was pushed open, and Miao Zhimiao and his bodyguards rushed in.

Miao Zhimiao rushes to Miao Xiaohui, grabs her ashtray first, then hugs her tightly: "Xiaohui, calm down!"

She can't calm down. What she desperately denies is most likely the truth. How can she calm down?

"Let go of me!" It was the calmest thing she had ever said before she went mad.

"Xiaohui, let's do something about beating him. You just had an operation. Be careful."

"What else do I have to do with my body?" Miao Xiaohui yelled out loud. Once she yelled out, she couldn't calm down. She almost hysterically screamed in Miao Zhimiao's arms: "why? Why does Mom die! Why am I bullied by this scum? Why is my child gone? Why? "

She cried hoarseness, from the accident to now, she did not collapse crying, a nerve in her brain has always been tightly pulling.

She's telling herself that's not true.

But now, the truth is, it's true.

Miao Zhimiao hugged her tightly and said to the bodyguards, "take him away and lock him up for a few days!"

"Yes."

The bodyguards dragged the man out and closed the door.

Miao Xiaohui began to cry endlessly. Once the valve of grief and indignation was opened, she couldn't close it. Her tears were like a stream, and her lacrimal glands dried up for many days, and finally broke out.

Her voice was hoarse, and all the people crying were dehydrated. At last, she shrank into Miao Zhimiao's arms, like a fish leaving the water, dying.

"Xiao Hui." Looking down at the red and swollen Miao Xiaohui with crying eyes, Miao Zhimiao holds her on the sofa and half lies down, then takes a paper towel to wipe her face: "it's OK for you to burst out. A few days ago, you didn't cry or get angry. It really worries me, but now that it's over, life still needs to pass. You have to figure out how to go after you."