Chương 888: Zhou Yao, Goodbye

Zhou Yao opened his eyes instantly and propped his body up, but everything was too late now. The woman beneath him was holding a needle in her hand, and she'd already stabbed the contents of the needle into his neck.

"Wifey, you…"

His hands that were propped on the bed immediately became soft, and he could not exert any strength.

She gave him a shot of an extremely strong anesthetic.

"Sorry, Hubby…" Leng Zhiyuan caressed his handsome face with her small hand, and she kissed his lips for the last time. This was also probably the last time she could call him, "Hubby".

She would not have another chance.

She turned around and came down from the bed, and she moved her hand to pick up the messy clothes that were thrown on the carpet as she put her clothes back on one by one.