The runaway wife of the president of the empire

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Presumably Chu Ruoyu thought he was incompetent, that he was unable to turn the tide, and that he...was a waste.

Indeed, watching the huge company slide to the brink of bankruptcy but helpless, he is not a waste, so what is it?

He turned off the lights and looked sideways out the window.

Outside the car, the silver-white moonlight shines on the ground, and the tireless chirping of crickets is everywhere. [

In the car, he pressed his phone over and over again, looking over and over again the text messages that Chu Ruoyu had sent him before.

The night wind blows, and the fragrance of laurel permeates the air, weaving into a soft net, covering people and all the scenery in it.

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On the big bed in the master bedroom of Lei's Banshan Villa, Mu Yiyi thought of Fu Yunhao's phone call during the day, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

A big hand touched her forehead naturally, and there was no abnormal feeling, Lei Yufeng was relieved.

"Sleep well! What are you tossing about in the middle of the night?" He dragged her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Let go! I can't sleep, I'm not used to it!"

"Not used to it? It was the phone call during the day, right? Who called, your future brother-in-law?"

His teasing jokes caused the woman in his arms to struggle and push hard, but she was sweating profusely, and he didn't intend to let go.

She took a rough breath and pinched his arm vigorously: "Let go! I want to make a call!"

Seeing that she was really anxious, the man got up and turned on the lamp by the bed.

"It's the middle of the night, so you can make trouble!" He said angrily, and threw her cell phone to her.

"Just fight here." Seeing that Mu Yiyi wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed, Lei Yufeng added a little fiercely.

Mu Yiyi glanced at him angrily, remembering that Fu Yunhao said that he was going to find a man, just in case, this will be...

Wouldn't it be impolite to make this phone call?

Thinking about it, she put away her phone and lay down heavily again.

"Mu Yiyi, if you dare to let another man touch you again, I will take off a layer of your skin."

"Why can men spend time and drink, but us women can't?" Mu Yiyi responded fiercely with Fu Yunhao's original words.

There are as many women around this man as crucian carp crossing the river, and he still has the face to tell others. This is really thick-skinned, thicker than the section of the ancient city wall beside the moat. [

Lei Yufeng propped himself up and looked down at her, with a sinister smile in his eyes.

Suddenly, Mu Yiyi felt something pressing against his head, and when he raised his hand, he touched the pistol in his hand.

That cold metallic texture penetrated into her heart all the time.

"Say, continue!" The man's tone was as cold as a gun in his hand.

She has never seen a real gun except that she has seen guns in movies and TV.

So it was natural to be frightened, and my heart was beating frantically.

It seems that the kind of mountain collapse in front of her eyes without changing her face is not something she can do.

"Say, you want to be raped by another man, for example, your future...brother-in-law?" His tone was a little teasing because of her fear.

"Who... who thought about it?" It wasn't to show weakness, it was because she really didn't think about it, because she was not as dirty as him.

What's more, when a person is pointed at by a gun, doesn't he understand what to say and what not to say?