The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 112

If she and Mo Junting really loved each other, he might not feel so uncomfortable.

However, looking at their relationship just now, Mo Junting clearly treated her badly, and she also showed reluctance.

He was very worried that Mo Junting would hit her.

At this moment, the bodyguard car in front suddenly stopped to intercept.

Lin Chen cheered up, drove forward, and quickly rushed to the driveway next to Di Wei, and walked side by side with him.

However, the windows of Emperor Wei are specially made, and nothing can be seen from the outside.

Mo Junting's reputation in the country is only known for his decisive killings, and not many people know what he has done.But abroad... He just came back from abroad, and he heard very clearly how afraid those people outside were of him.

Thinking about how he would treat Yan Zhixin, he shuddered.

Lin Chen looked at Diwei, and couldn't help but think of the scene in the restaurant just now, the sentence Yan Zhixin said, "Let it be yours". There was a sharp pain in his heart, and there was also a layer of sadness that couldn't be suppressed.

He wants to help her.

But when he saw Diwei, he suddenly realized that even if he followed, what could he do?

Why does he hate Bingshan Emperor Shao?

Lin Chen's hand holding the steering wheel had bruises. He held back the pain in his heart and stepped on the accelerator. The Ferrari rushed up, made a sharp turn, and stopped in front of Di Wei, forcing him to stop abruptly.

Lin Chen got out of the car and knocked on the window!
In the back seat of Emperor Wei, Mo Junting's eyes were rolling darkly, but his expression was extremely cold.

Hearing the sound of slapping the window, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold light and icy coldness, giving one the illusion of a sharp knife attacking.

Yan Zhixin's breathing almost stopped.

The hands holding his clothes were twisted together nervously.

Lin Chen is here, what should I do?
I'm really worried that Mo Junting will treat him like Lu Mingyao, and I'm also worried that Mo Junting will attack the Hualin Consortium...

Yan Zhi panicked and said, "Master Di, please, don't."

Mo Junting pinched her chin, and said in a low voice with cold anger, "Don't want anything? Don't be treated like this by me, or don't want him to be killed by me?"

Yan Zhixin burst into tears all of a sudden: "It hurts."

Looking at the teary-eyed man, Mo Junting's body was as tight as steel, he turned his face sideways, and a touch of forbearance quickly flashed across his face.

Yes, he is enduring.

Yan Zhixin was a little scared.

What is he enduring?
You don't want to hit her, do you?
However, she would rather he beat her than attack Lin Chen brothers and sisters.

This is the person who has treated her the best for so many years besides her grandparents!

When Yan Zhixin was uneasy, the car window was lowered, and Lin Chen's figure appeared in front of her.

Similarly, Lin Chen saw the posture of her and Mo Junting.

Mo Junting half leaned on the back of the chair, his posture was dignified and domineering, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, showing a trace of coldness.

Yan Zhixin was sitting in his arms, her hair and clothes were a little messy, her face was flushed, and her eyes were watery. Their bodies were pressed together, and their posture was indescribably ambiguous.

With such a gesture, it is not difficult to imagine what they were doing before.

Lin Chen only felt that his heart was stabbed severely. For a moment, he felt so painful that he couldn't breathe.

The hand that was patting the car window was continuously tightened, and the fingertips were white.

Sensing Lin Chen's gaze, Mo Junting's eyes flickered with sarcasm, and he slowly turned his face to the side, his deep voice was cold and proud: "What's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)