The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

Her midnight-black starry eyes shone with a cold light, a hundred times colder than the cold wind. Her jet-black hair fluttered with the cold wind, like an evil spirit, revealing a hint of evil spirit. ╞26nbsp;╡

She smiled coldly, making people almost breathless.

"You dare not." Mrs. Ye was so frightened that she wanted to be brave.

"I'll let you know that there is nothing in this world that I, Fu Yaxuan, dare not do." She hooked her lips into a sinister smile, and there was a trace of gloomy pain faintly visible in her smile, forgetting the pain on her face, because somewhere in her body, more than It hurt a hundred times there.

These people with foreign surnames not only disrupted her life, but also repeatedly challenged her limits, which is tolerable and unbearable.

Mrs. Ye thought that she was wrong. The woman in front of her was like a god of death. She would really want her life. She was finally afraid, and her physical instinct made her beg for mercy: "Don't kill me...don't kill me ..."

She had no intention of showing mercy to a person who persecuted her so much. Now, she could finally express the anger she had endured for many days.

She half-closed her eyes, and the hand holding the sword became more and more forceful. In the next second, there would be blood splatter, maybe it would fly onto her face, or it might splash all over the ground, but she didn't care.

At this moment, a voice suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

When Cui Moyao and Ye Chunrong appeared at the door, they saw this thrilling scene.

Fu Yaxuan's hand trembled slightly, but in the end she didn't move. To the person who came in, she smiled bitterly and said, "You're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Her voice, her eyes can always pull his fragile heartstrings, and when he meets her eyes, he immediately falls into the gentle whirlpool in her eyes.

Her eyes seemed to be telling her innocence, her suffering, and her deep love...

Others didn't understand the information conveyed in their eyes and stared in a daze.

"Mo Yao, save me..." Madam Ye yelled helplessly.

Her shout brought Cui Moyao back from his thoughts, Cui Moyao turned his head to look at Fu Yaxuan again, his gaze became cold, and he said sharply, "Let her go!"

Fu Yaxuan cried out in his heart that it was wonderful, Cui Moyao could change his expression in the blink of an eye, he had learned how to change his face, why didn't she know it before?

"They want to kill me, why can't I kill her?" Fu Yaxuan was confident.

"No one is going to harm you, but you are the one who is going to harm yourself." Cui Moyao's voice was deep and cold, without any emotion.

"So, you think everything is my fault? You can even just listen to one side of the story and blame me?" She was extremely disappointed in him.

"It's pointless to talk about it now." He avoided her question.

"Really?" Fu Yaxuan gave an incomparably sad smile, and the answer couldn't be more obvious.

Cui Moyao didn't answer. After all, he was the one who caused this tragedy. If he could be more careful, maybe many things would not have happened.

"Mo." Xiaolou suppressed all emotions, and said softly, "Why don't you listen to my explanation? You can't judge me on the basis of one-sided words. In the courtroom, there must be witnesses and physical evidence to convict me. Think clearly. Okay? I never begged anyone, I beg you."

Cui Moyao looked at Xiaolou expressionlessly, but actually his heart was churning. After so many years of husband and wife, he never believed that she would be so ruthless.

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