The runaway wife of the president of the empire

"He didn't push you to the brink of life and death for me to choose, and he wouldn't threaten me with my father's ashes. What did you do later to make him hate you so much, don't you know?" Mu Yiyi Pushing him away, crying in a low voice, "Enough! Mr. Han, I beg you! I beg you to let Si Quan go, let him go, okay?"

Suddenly, a burst of nausea hit her instantly, she lowered her head and covered her chest, desperately suppressing the desire to vomit.

"Is this how you begged Lei Yufeng at the beginning?"

"Stop the game, stop it! Whatever you want, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!" Mu Yiyi raised her head slightly, choking, sobbing hard.

The teardrops on the eyelashes, like bright crystals, fell drop by drop along the cheeks to the floor. [

"How to give?"

Mu Yiyi's hand touched the edge of the T-shirt, and his face was soaked with tears: "Stop it first... the game, please!"

"That's good!" Han Zhenyu smiled with satisfaction, and walked to the microphone to stop the game.

Mu Yiyi looked at the screen, while Lin Siquan leaned against the rope rail on the sidelines and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands, his expression still proud.

"Look, I have to lose a lot of money for stopping the game because of you! It's all for you, how can you say that I treat you badly? Girl, why did you love Lei Yufeng when he threatened you? If you fall in love with him, and me, it won’t work?”

"He wouldn't do this to me..."

"Didn't he let his bodyguard beat you to the hospital?"

"I chose it myself. I also hope that you hurt me today, not Siquan. Do you know? If he was like you back then, using your life and death to force me to choose, I would not love him." Fuck him, never!"

"Anyway, now, you are mine!" Han Zhenyu had a faint smile on his evil face, but the light from those evil eyes implied that he was going to kill... The excitement of killing.

The woman in front of him is what he wants most, and also the most charming prey!

He watched as her hands rolled up the shirt, revealing her beautiful and soft waist. The white and delicate skin stimulated his senses, making his breathing quicken.

Just when he was dazzled by the upcoming victory, he found that Mu Yiyi had an extra black small pistol in his hand.

The black muzzle of the gun was facing him.

"Girl?" His eyes widened in disbelief.

Damn, didn't those idiots search her body when they brought her here?

"Can you shoot?" Han Zhenyu pretended to be calm and took a step towards her.

"I will! If you dare to take a step forward, I will shoot!" Mu Yiyi didn't back up, the fear in his eyes disappeared instantly, "Call the person next to you in!"

"Who? See Chuan?"

"Yes! Call him in." Mu Yiyi's fingers tightened the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Han Zhenyu's chest. [

Han Zhenyu looked at her and laughed softly: "You dare not shoot, girl, you don't have the guts!"

After speaking, he rushed towards her.

"boom".

The gun rang out, and the bullet hit Han Zhenyu's thigh, and he fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

Jian Chuan, who was standing outside the office when he heard gunshots, kicked the door open, strode into the room, looked at Han Zhenyu who was sitting on the ground and was injured, and then looked at Mu Zhenyu who was pointing a gun at Han Zhenyu with tears on his face. One by one, I understood everything in an instant.