A pillow of greed, the president asks for a divorce

Pei Yicheng glanced back, and when he turned back, his eyes were full of pain and determination. He stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the car sped away like an arrow off the string, leaving only a bad smell of exhaust.

Ye Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and somehow his footsteps sprained, and he fell to the ground with a plop like a butterfly with broken wings.

The ground in winter was cold and slippery. After she fell, she slid forward a little bit. Her hands instinctively wanted to support her, and then her palms were scratched, and the blood oozes out quickly.

The knee hurts, the palm of the hand hurts too, but what hurts more - is the heart!

Finally, the boy in white who had been waiting so hard for so many years left her completely.

The uninterrupted tears had stopped at this moment. She knelt on the ground like that, staring blankly at the front, her mind went blank.

Tang Lun saw this scene when he came out, and immediately stepped forward to help her up: "Madam, are you alright?"

Ye Wushuang turned to look at him mechanically, and asked, "Who are you?"

The corner of Tang Lun's mouth twitched. Although they had only met twice, they didn't know each other, right?

"Madam, I'm Mr. He's subordinate, we've met before."

Ye Wushuang looked at him still blankly, until He Jingshen came out from the airport lobby, standing tall and tall behind Tang Lun, not too far away from her, just enough to see all of her embarrassment.

"Go and do your business first."

Tang Lun glanced at Ye Wushuang sympathetically, and finally could only leave silently with a sigh.

There were only two people left at the scene, and He Jingshen's expression was so secretive that outsiders couldn't see through his inner thoughts at the moment.

Ye Wushuang also didn't have the heart to see through it, and said in a dazed voice, "Let's... let's go in."

After speaking, she took the lead and walked towards the airport hall. Her steps were as heavy as lead, but she still gritted her teeth and walked forward step by step.

The expressionless expression on He Jingshen's face was finally broken. He stretched out his hand and pulled the distraught woman back. His gaze was condescending, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Do you really want to go with him?"

Ye Wushuang didn't speak, she knew that she was not the opponent of this devil, she had already learned that lesson once, why should she overestimate herself?

What happened to Gu Chaoluo and Xia Ye was still vivid in my memory back then, did I hope that Ah Cheng would also be persecuted by this demon?

"say!"

An angry voice echoed in her ears, Ye Wushuang finally raised her head and looked at him, but she was smiling, that kind of heartless smile: "I didn't go with him, didn't you want it? Now Are you happy? Can you let us go?"

"Are you losing your temper with me now?!" He Jingshen's face suddenly darkened, and the rain was about to come.

Ye Wushuang continued to laugh, but the more he laughed, the more painful he felt, "Having a temper? I dare not."

"Don't you dare? What else are you afraid of?!"

He Jingshen didn't know what was wrong with him, and he didn't know where the anger came from. His mind was full of the figure of her chasing the car just now. At that moment, he almost couldn't control himself and rushed out.

This damned woman!He wished he could strangle her to death!

Facing his anger, Ye Wushuang clenched her hands so tightly that her palms were broken. Such actions would undoubtedly exacerbate the pain, but she wanted to feel pain, the more pain she felt, the more awake she became!

"I know it's not your intention to go to Italy this time, you don't have to go now, I won't tell grandpa, you go and accompany your Jingshu!"