Doting on the Masked Wife

The silver-white sports car almost roared to the scene of the accident. Han Qingyi didn't care how many red lights he ran along the way, and even almost hit someone.

For him, Ning Tonger's almost death and missing whereabouts have already made him anxious - he is like a vicious and bloodthirsty poisonous snake under the elegant and noble appearance, that's right.

However, his only fatal weakness is the person who has been guarding him for more than ten years: Ning Tong'er.

She was the only person in the world he cared about.

When the car arrived at the scene of the car accident, he stepped on one foot first, and before he could stand still, he hurriedly ran towards the large piece of burnt grass.

Both the police and the traffic police have left after investigation and took away the relevant physical evidence.

This place is on the way to Ning Tonger's home, where Han Qingyi's blue Bugatti Veyron exploded.In the open space formed by the scorched turf, the originally luxurious and beautiful sports car turned into a black wreck, standing there alone, only one or two pieces of unburned leather fragments scattered on the ground showed its The scenery of the past.

Han Qingyi clenched his fists and strode over, only to see a figure lying down on his stomach drawn with white chalk in a further place, it should be the driver of a Korean-style private hospital, who was sent by Han Qingyi to send Ning Tonger went home.

And he was killed at that time.

The other person in the car: Ning Tong'er is still missing, and his life and death are uncertain.

Han Qingyi's elegant black jade eyes swept around, and his off-white ostrich leather shoes suddenly walked to a piece of scorched grass, and then stopped.

Under the bright sunlight, I saw something shining in the grass seemed to be telling him something.

Han Qingyi narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly, squatted down, and moved his slender and white fingers in the grass, picked up the shiny thing and held it between his fingers.

Holding it up to the sun, the thing shone even brighter, more dazzlingly.

A hint of gloom flashed in Han Qingyi's elegant eyes: Of course he recognized what it was - on the day of Ning Tong'er's 16th birthday, he gave her a Cartier diamond bracelet as a birthday present.

At the time of the explosion, the bracelet fell apart with Ning Tonger's serious injuries. This is one of them, falling into the grass.

Han Qingyi held this small, shiny diamond in his hand, as if he had seen the tragic explosion scene at that time, Ning Tonger had no defense at all, and before he could react, he was stuck on his body by the glass shards from the explosion , the snow-white dress was instantly dyed red by the blood, and the long hair was scorched by the raging flames...

"asshole!"

Han Qingyi suddenly clenched the diamond between his fingers with one hand, and clenched it ruthlessly. The sharp nails and the 57 faceted Cartier diamonds were deeply embedded in his palm, causing blood to drip from his palm.

But he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, because his heart was pierced by the tragic picture imagined in his mind!