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Chapter 41 Zhao Yang's Secret (1)

The car stopped slowly in front of a white villa, and Zhao Yang carefully carried her out of the car, as gently as if he was caring for a sleeping baby.

In front of the door, Wang Meng stood here early and waited for Zhao Yang. Her hair was flying freely, and she was wearing a tight black leather skirt, which made her look sexy. When Zhao Yang's car drove into the villa, her There was only a hint of soft light in his expression, but when she saw the girl sleeping peacefully in his arms, her dark and lively eyes instantly became cold, and she exuded an airy and arrogant temperament.

Zhao Yang didn't look at her, but walked into a spacious bedroom with the girl in his arms, gently put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

She slept peacefully, with her black hair scattered freely, her brows and eyes still had a faint sadness like a cloud of mist, his eyes gliding over his eyelashes fluttering like butterflies, his rosy lips, for a moment, the air was filled with a thick love.

Until his fingertips were no longer cold, he gently stroked her forehead, and leaned down to kiss her lightly.

Qu Qingge frowned slightly, she felt a little uneasy in her sleep.

Outside the door, Wang Meng leaned against the wall, and he had a panoramic view of everything in the room.She clenched her fists tightly, and her sharp nails were deeply embedded in her palms, carving a few crimson marks.She lost consciousness, and the unwillingness and resentment were suppressed in her pupils, but they were all covered up by a piercing pain.

She knocked on the door lightly, Zhao Yang glanced back, followed her into the study next door.

Wang Meng closed the study door with a bang, then stopped, turned around and said coldly, "Why didn't you tell her."

The tenderness on Zhao Yang's face was replaced by indifference, and a sense of helpless sadness arose spontaneously.

He leaned against the desk, tapping the table with his right hand.

"Tell her what? Tell her that my mother is the daughter of the No. [-] dark force in RB? Tell her that my mother died under Wen Qiyang's hand because she went to kill Yan Jinhan? Tell her that we sent the killer to ask for Wen Qiyang that night." Fate? Tell her that my hands will be stained with blood one day?" He asked four rhetorical questions in a row.

Wang Meng was dumb, but quickly mocked: "Shouldn't it? Madam loved her so much when she was alive, but now that Madam was killed by someone else, not only did she not take revenge, but instead got entangled with the murderer, could she be worthy of the dead Madam?" ?”

Wang Meng couldn't control his excitement more and more, his eyes were full of hatred. "It can't be like this. The enemy is right in front of us, so close to us. Moreover, Wen Qiyang is obsessed. She is by Wen Qiyang's side, which is our best chance. What she has to do is to seduce him with her beauty, and then help us kill him. To avenge my wife."

As she spoke, she strode past Zhao Yang, and Zhao Yang held her back for a moment, "I will never allow anyone to hurt her." He said firmly, as if someone wanted to disturb her peaceful life , is his sworn enemy.

Wang Meng looked at him in disbelief, and finally, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Love her or hate, which one do you want? The young master only wants to prevent Qu Qingge from being hurt. Have you ever thought about the scene of madam's tragic death?"

Recalling the scene of seeing his wife lying in a pool of blood again, Wang Meng's eyes filled with tears.

She is an orphan. If the wife hadn't kindly adopted her and raised her, she would have starved to death on the streets of RB.No matter where the madam goes, she will take her with her, even if the madam marries here from RB, she will take herself with her, that's why she got to know the man in front of her who has filled her heart.

But now, for the sake of another woman, does the man he loves forget the mortal hatred of killing his mother?

(End of this chapter)