Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Yan Yan had been brewing emotions all the way, but because of Lian Chengya's words, she broke her power, plunged into his arms, and laughed.

Liancheng Yazhi grabbed Rongyan's hand: "Let's go, you can go down, the more calm you are, the biggest blow to her will be."

Rongyan nodded: "I know, I let her understand that Rongyan is living a very good life and is very happy..."

Liancheng Yazhi helped Rongyan arrange her hair and clothes, nodded in satisfaction, then got off the station and stood in front of the car door, a gentleman stretched out a bag: "My wife, please get out of the car."

With a raised face and lips, she stretched out her right hand and placed it on Liancheng's elegant big hand, holding it together with his.

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All arrangements have been made in the prison. Yang Yan has been locked in a separate ward due to physical reasons and the current special situation. Prison guards guard the door 24 hours a day.

The warning opened the iron door, and then let it go again.

Rong Yan saw the situation inside through the narrow window on the iron door. There was only a hospital bed, a table, and nothing else.

Yang Yan lost too much blood due to the wrist cutting, making her body very weak, and her own negative emotions have been too much, resulting in a slower recovery. Now she must rely on oxygen infusion to maintain her life...

Liancheng held Rongyan's hand tightly and encouraged her to go in.

Rong Yan smiled at him, pushed open the iron gate, and walked in holding Lian Cheng's elegant hand.

Yang Yan, who was lying on the hospital bed, was wearing an oxygen mask. After hearing the sound of the iron door being pushed open, she turned her head with a lot of effort. When her weak eyes that could hardly be opened saw the person coming After the appearance, he opened his eyes wide suddenly, and his eyes instantly became ferocious.

And the hand with the needle stuck in the infusion, as thin as dry wood, grabbed it twice in mid-air, as if trying to grab the face.

I haven't seen her for many years, but Yang Yan is so old that she is almost beyond recognition, with gray hair, thin like a mummy, and scary wrinkles on her face.

Even so, her face can still be recognized at a glance, because her eyes full of hatred and hatred have never changed.

Rongyan let go of Liancheng Yazhi's hand and walked over by herself, standing by the bed, looking down at Yang Yan.

She, Yang Yan, smiled, as bright as summer flowers, and the first sentence she opened her mouth was: "I'm really happy to see you like this, thank you for finally bringing me a good mood."

Yang Yan's emotions were particularly agitated, and her body was struggling. Because she was too weak, her big mouth could only utter simple syllables: "You...you..."

Rong Yan walked around the hospital bed to the other side, and touched the affected oxygen tube: "Tell me, what did you see me do, do you want me to collect your body? If so, then don't even think about it, I prefer Throw your body in the sea and let the fish eat it."

Just like she was thrown into the water before she was reborn, after death... there is not even a body!

Yang Yan had difficulty breathing, and said with difficulty: "You...you...will...retribution..."

The face shrugged indifferently: "Yes, I will suffer retribution, but you will be dead at that time, what a pity, you can't see it!"

"However, are you here to let me admire your miserable appearance?"

"Gu... Gu... Hesheng... You... TV..."

The face pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "Oh, so you wanted to see me so desperately because you saw the video of Gu Hesheng on TV."