The runaway wife of the president of the empire

After speaking, she helped Qin Yueyue back to the room.

Han Zhenyu looked at Jin Mina who was standing there in a daze, and said, "Miss Jin, your face is like this, why don't you go to the hospital? Be careful! Your final round may fail?"

"Ah..." Jin Mina stomped her feet and turned away, covering her face.

The room fell silent, Han Zhenyu went to the cabinet, picked up Qin Yida's photo, looked at it, and put it back where it was.

A helpless smile was forced out from the corner of his mouth. [

It turns out that there is only a thin line between life and death, so how far is the distance between love and hate?

He sat on the sofa, looked at Qin Yida's smiling face in the photo, took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, and dialed a number.

After a few rings, the phone was connected.

Without waiting for the other side to speak, Han Zhenyu asked gloomyly: "How many people will die before you are satisfied?"

There was silence for a long time, and a low, slightly hesitant young girl's voice sounded: "Is it... Brother Zhenyu?"

"Girl?" Han Zhenyu felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard this.

"Is it you? Brother Zhenyu?" Mu Yiyi's voice trembled, "Are you looking for him? Who died?"

"Hang up! Girl!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Lei Yufeng's voice from the other end of the phone.

"Yiyi, who is looking for me?"

After Han Zhenyu heard this voice, there was a strange and depressing female voice with a sense of rejection: "Stop making trouble... Yufeng..."

He took the phone from his ear in a daze and looked at it.

What they were doing, he could guess without using his brain.

Mu Yiyi's pure appearance, Lei Yufeng's haughty expression, merged in his mind.

In the end, it will converge into a scene of water-milk-blending-blending.

Suddenly, an unknown fire rushed straight from the bottom of his heart to his forehead.

"Hello!" Lei Yufeng's voice was usually elegant, "Mr. Han, what's the matter?"

Just as Han Zhenyu was about to say something, he suddenly calmed down and tried his best to say in an extremely peaceful tone: "Evergrande, I don't want it anymore. But girl, I want it!"

"How?"

"Do you need to ask? She loves me in her heart! Lei Yufeng, believe it or not? As long as I hook my little finger, she will throw herself into my arms!" [

"Han Zhenyu, aren't you afraid of lightning strikes when you say this?" Thinking that Mu Yiyi would pay so much for such a man who belittled her, his heart felt as if he had been crushed.

Sure enough, if anyone hurts her, the one who hurts the most is himself.

Even if it was just a word that hurt her, it was enough to make his heart ache.

Stupid woman!

He felt pity and resentment from the bottom of his heart.

"What am I afraid of? You are too aggressive!"

"I never forced you!" Lei Yufeng, who grew up immersed in conspiracy, betrayal, and cruelty, is cold-blooded and cruel is his instinct.

That's why he can calmly say, "I never forced you!"

Over there, Han Zhenyu continued to say in a contemptuous tone: "If you dare to hand her the phone, I dare to repeat it to her!"

"She's not here!" Lei Yufeng said coldly, and hung up the phone.

He threw the phone on the desk, narrowing his cold eyes slightly.

Fortunately, Mu Yiyi went out to make him coffee just now, and didn't hear these words.

These words should have been heard by her, so that she could realize that Han Zhenyu was not worthy of her love and devotion.