Chapter 102 The Accidental Man

"Isn't it surprising?" The woman's face was half covered, which made people unable to see her face clearly, but the coldness revealed in the tone showed her hatred without hesitation.

Hu Mei's eyes and cold temperament, Shui Yi looked at her. After being surprised, she was angry. Shui Wutong actually betrayed her?

That's right. The person who came is Shuiyu Painting. Everyone thinks that Shuiyu Painting is dead.

At the beginning, Shuiyi was caught by Rong Xueru. She had a car accident in Rong's family to make Shuiyu painting disappear in this world from now on.

Because she was restricted in her freedom, the water language painting died, and outsiders couldn't find her head. Later, the water sycamore also confirmed that the people of the water family already knew that the water language painting was dead, and the water Shanghuang also locked himself in the room and trapped himself for a week.

Before, Shuiyi was a little strange why she returned to the Shui family. The mother of Shuiyuhua, that is, Fan Shimei's aunt, did not come to her immediately to settle accounts. It turned out that her Shuiyuhua did not die at all.

She was still sighing before that the mother of this water painting was too bearable. The enemy is in her own house. She didn't come to stumbling up. Now I think it's all arranged by Shui Shanghuang.

However, they are here now. It seems that they have finished the game early in the morning.

"Indeed, I haven't seen you for a long time." Shui Yi said with a faint smile.

Shui Yuhua looked at Shuiyi quietly. Her eyes were full of cruelty. Fengshui took turns. She also has today.

"Are you wondering why my father didn't show up here?"

nodded. Shuiyi was indeed a little worried. If Shui Shanghuang appeared here, she would still be arrested and married.

"You don't have to worry about this," Shui Yuhua said sarcastically. "If you ask him to come here, I will definitely not touch you!"

It seems that if you don't ask him to come, it's even worse?

"Do you know how much I hate you!" As soon as the voice changed, Shui Yuhua suddenly shouted harshly.

Shuiyi was shocked by her scream. The woman who had just been calm suddenly shouted at her, pity for her fragile little heart.

"Bang!"

The water painting took off the cover on her face. I saw an ugly scar under her eyes and on the right side of her nose, with small pimples, almost the size of a bird's egg. The originally smooth skin suddenly appeared like a pimple, and there were overlapping wrinkles and red scars. It's ugly.

"It's so ugly!" Shuiyi said with some disgust, "The chicken I drew before is more vivid."

She remembers that after she grabbed the water painting to her side and asked an obscene little old man surnamed Lu to insult her, she also drew a lifelike chicken on her face. How vivid it was to think of that chicken, much better than this pimple.

"Shut up!" Shui Yuhua roared, thinking of the disgusting experience. She couldn't wait to die, and she couldn't wait to let Shuiyi die.

That disgusting little old man, she had already arrested him and abused him before killing him.

Shui Yi shrugged her shoulders. Anyway, at this point, she had to work hard. It was impossible to expect Shuiyu painting to let her go.

"Dad!"

Shui Yi was stunned and looked down, as if something had tied him.

In an instant, a silver string-like thing appeared in the hand of the woman behind the water language painting. With a hard pull, Shuiyi was thrown over.

"You finally fell into my hands!" Shui Yuhua looked at Shui Yi, who was helpless, staring at her with perverted eyes, and Shui Yi's heart sank again and again.