The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 100
She didn't expect it to be so serious. She just fell in love with a man, and she loved him too. It was as simple as that.

It's just that this man's identity is quite special.

But there is no way, she just likes him, and she only likes him in this life.

All of Mrs. Han's anger gathered together and all came towards her.

"Shut up, there is no place for you to speak, it's all your fault, you have a wicked mind at a young age, you are born with charm methods, you goblin, you... so ruthless..."

She clutched her chest, blushed with anger, and regretted it too late, "You are here to harm our family, how did I not understand until now?"

If you know today, why should you be in the beginning.

If she hadn't been let in at the beginning, thrown out without further ado, and left her alone, all of this would not have happened today.

Her son is still spotless, a perfect noble son, and when he goes out in the future, he will still be a good young man with no stains.

Danqing's eyes turned red, and two big teardrops rolled down.

If she had known that today would happen, would she still choose to stay in the Han family?
Yes, she knew she was wrong, but she would still be wrong to the end.

Life is short, love is love, don't ask whether it is fate or calamity.

Shaozhe felt distressed, and frowned, "Mom, this is the end of the matter, there is no way out, let us be together, I..."

Danqing seemed to have seen something terrible, his face turned pale with fright, and he screamed, "Brother."

His body froze, his forehead was pressed against something hard, his heart went cold, and he felt indescribably heavy and uncomfortable.

Even with his eyes closed, he knew what it was, the pistol, the cold barrel pointed at his forehead.

Mrs. Han was so angry that she had collapsed, the corners of her mouth twitched constantly, and her expression was extremely heavy. She took out her favorite small self-defense pistol, pointed at her only son, "Han Shaozhe, if you dare to say another word, I will blow your head off!" , rather than embarrassing you alive, you might as well let me beat you to death."

Danqing's heartbeat froze, his limbs felt weak, and he got up tremblingly, "No..."

She rushed over to stop her, but she was gently pushed by Shao Zhe and fell back.

She was so anxious that she was going crazy, her head was sweating profusely, her lips were white, her hands and feet were limp, and she couldn't get up no matter what, so she burst into tears.

Mrs. Han ignored her, and locked her son's eyes tightly, awe-inspiring and majestic, bursting with anger, "Han Shaozhe, as long as you say something and regret it, you are still my good son."

Beads of sweat slipped down, he closed his eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth in self-deprecating, bitter in his heart, "You kill me, I won't change my mind."

There are some things that you know are wrong, or you have to be wrong to the end.

Danqing burst into tears, heartbroken, "Brother, don't, you just follow..."

As long as he lives well, nothing else matters.

As long as he is well, it will be sunny.

With a face full of pain, he sighed softly, and ordered sternly, "Be quiet, sit down obediently, you just need to follow me."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the air froze. The three of them didn't say a word, and they confronted each other silently.

It's just that Danqing covered his mouth and wept silently. The teardrops were like broken pearls, and he couldn't stop them no matter what.

Tears silently, more and more pitiful and helpless.

If... If there is anything wrong with him, then she will die too!
His spirit was as firm as a mountain, with his eyes closed all the time, silently groaning.

(End of this chapter)