Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

"That's not the case. You are lacking in reason now. You should wake up first and think about what my brother's purpose is for doing this?" Sikong Haoran had a calculating smile on his lips, "His purpose for drowning Hani?"

"He is warning me... I gave his plaything Qishou yesterday, so he warned me not to challenge his bottom line again!"

"You are wrong, this is just an illusion he created for you."

"what do you mean……?"

In the golden sun. [

Sikong Haoran narrowed his eyes indifferently, two months away from the bet, it seems that tomorrow is the deadline.

Unexpectedly, just as he was planning to act, such a good opportunity came.

He laughed, a smile of anticipation and longing, an idea has already been thought up:

"My brother obviously wants to divert the source of your anger and point the finger at him. Don't be stupid and fall into his trap."

"He wants to protect that plaything?" Smith Linda slowly regained her senses from her grief, yes, he was taking revenge on her for that plaything, but he didn't want her to vent her anger on that plaything.

Originally, she felt that the plaything was not worthy of bearing her anger.Angry with a pet, she hadn't lowered herself like that.

But now, she was wrong...

Linda Smith asked in surprise, "Austin actually cares about this toy so much?"

"Maybe more than we thought."

"Why?" Smith Linda asked incredulously, "He fell in love with her?"

The three of them grew up together, but she still doesn't understand Sikong Zeye's personality? !A man like him was not born to love—he was fraternal, amorous fraternity.

"I'm also quite confused..." After a pause, Sikong Haoran said, "Have you thought about how to deal with him?"

"You mean to tell me that since he likes that toy, I'll start with it?"

"Well, I didn't say that..."

"OK, I won't say anything, it's all on my mind." Smith asked, "And then, what good advice do you have?"

"I do have an idea, but I'm afraid that brother cares too much about that plaything, and you and I can't bear his anger."

"Heh, what's there to be afraid of? Could it be that he still has the guts to kill me?! Whatever happens, I'll be responsible for it all!"

Her favorite Hani is dead, and she wants Sikong Zeye to taste the taste of blood debt.