Chapter 433: The death of Wang Santing (3) (recommended ticket 1400 plus more)

Qin Yi stood still, the hem of the champagne-colored skirt flying up, and the beautiful face was indifferent, but Wang Santing felt a coercion when she swept her phoenix eyes.
"Have you finished?"
Qin Yi's voice is very nice, different from the soft and crisp of ordinary girls, her voice is always cold, like a quiet mountain spring.
Wang Santing was stunned. She suddenly felt that she didn't recognize the girl in front of her. Was this Qin Yi who had only been hiding behind her mother in the first place.
She saw the shadow of that person from her body, the man who was alone in , the man who was respected as Qin Shao.
"It's up to me to say it when you are finished." Qin Yi played with a strand of his hair, leaning on Yun Huan lazily, with a careless tone, "Wang Santing, you are not a human, a beast. It’s not like a beast. Guess what would happen if your brother Qin Mian saw you. Oh, I’ve forgotten. He always hates you, not that he hates you. The person he loved has always been Sun Zhilan."
"You, Wang Santing, can't get into his eyes, nor into his heart, even Qin Jiaojiao was born secretly between you and other men, but you stubbornly think she is Qin Mian's child."
Qin Yi's tone was unabashedly mocking. After she "dead" at the beginning, she could see everything in her previous life clearly.
Qin Jiaojiao was the child of Wang Canting and other men when she was drunk, but she didn’t want to admit it, or she subconsciously thought that Qin Jiaojiao was Qin Mian’s child. Later, she designed Qin Mian. The two had no relationship at all.
Stepping on someone hurts her feet, who wouldn't, Wang Santing makes her feel uncomfortable, then she makes her feel even worse.
"You lied, Jiaojiao is Brother Mian's child, and she is Brother Mian's biological daughter." Wang Santing yelled a little, exactly like a shrew.
She hated Sun Zhilan, hated her for snatching Qin Mian, Qin Mian was hers, only she was worthy of him, Sun Zhilan just had a good skin bag, she knew nothing, she was just a straw bag.
But her Wang Santing was brilliant, why, why, Qin Mian chose that bitch.
Qin Yi looked at Wang Santing in madness, without any sympathy in his heart, feelings are not worthy or unworthy, but love or not.
And obviously, Qin Mian didn't love her.
"I'm going to kill you." Suddenly an astonishing hostility erupted from Wang Santing's body.
Mei's frightened little face was cold, "Yun Huan, I want to solve it by myself, today, I will dig out the malignant tumor in my heart."
Yun Huan paused when he was about to step forward, and looked at the girl who was fighting. She was beautiful like a red plum on a winter tree. His eyebrows suddenly softened, "Okay."
"Little bitch, who died is still unknown." Wang Santing recovered a little bit of reason, the green vines with barbs on them, and they drew towards Qin Yi fiercely.
Qin Yi's hands condensed ice blades, and he greeted him without hesitation, his eyebrows condensed, this time, it was not her struggle with Wang Canting, but her struggle with herself.
Both you come and I go, Wang Santing is more difficult to deal with than expected.
The main reason is that her vines are very hard, and there are no traces from her ice blade.
With a wave of Qin's hand, the land under Wang Santing's feet was instantly frozen.
Wang Santing's eyebrows were disdainful, and the vines supported and smoothly avoided.