Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 430 The New Account and the Old Account Together
Wen Qingruo stared blankly at the police car downstairs, her slender fingers pressed tightly against the glass...

Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around her waist behind her, and a light breath sprayed in her ears...

"In two years, you have really changed a lot..."

Elvis' eyes were clear and indifferent, as if he would never have any emotion.

"let me go."

Wen Qingruo said without a trace, and took advantage of the situation to break away from his embrace.

Elvis' eyes were deep, and his hands slowly dropped.

Wen Qingruo closed her eyes, picked up the things she dropped, quickly closed the door and left.

Elvis stood in front of the window and saw the warm red dress fluttering in the sun,
A red sports car quickly left his sight...

The corners of his lips were slightly drawn, and his smile was hollow and bitter.

He clearly knew that Wen Qingruo was just using him, but...he was willing to do so.

Knowing that there might only be a little place in her heart,...but a little bit is enough.

As long as...Wen Qingruo is the first to think of him when he is in trouble...

Wen Qingruo's hands holding the steering wheel were cold.

inexplicably.

The wind howled in from the open car window, and Wen Qingruo's long hair fluttered.

There must be hatred, but why is it mixed with something... called discomfort? !
Wen Qingruo looked at the police cars in front of them lined up, and a traffic light just blocked them.

Wen Qingruo watched the police sirens roaring and the flashing red lights slowly leaving.

The throbbing in the chest seemed to be gone, Wen Qingruo closed her eyes.

The sports car stopped at the gate of the prison, and Wen Qingruo got out of the car and walked in.

Bursts of humid air mixed with a strange smell rushed towards his face, Wen Qingruo frowned and looked around.

"Miss Wen, the interrogation room is here."

A police officer came out and said respectfully.

Wen Qingruo nodded and followed the police~officer.

Through the glass window, Wen Qingruo could see that Yan Junchen's hands were handcuffed, and his chin was arrogant.

Even in such a desolate situation, there is still a trace of noble temperament in him.

It seems that he is a noble person by nature, and will always dominate the fate of others.

As if sensing Wen Qingruo's gaze, Yan Junchen raised his eyes coldly and looked at her coldly.

Wen Qingruo's heart suddenly sank.

Yan Junchen suddenly smiled, the smile on the corner of his lips was not obvious, but it carried a faint contempt.

Wen Qingruo opened the door and walked in, and greeted the two police officers next to her: "Now you are guarding outside, I have something to talk to Mr. Yan. You stay away for now."

"Yes." The police officer nodded and left.

Wen Qingruo pulled out the chair and sat down opposite Yan Junchen, her chin slightly raised, as if admiring it.

"I seem to remember There is nothing to talk about between us, Miss Wen?"

He spoke indifferently, his eyes were unfamiliar as if he didn't know Wen Qingruo.

Yes, I don't know you...

The previous Wen Qingruo had completely disappeared.

As if, the woman sitting in front of him now,
It's just that she has the same face and figure as Wen Qingruo, not Wen Qingruo...

"How come there is nothing to talk about."

Wen Qingruo snorted coldly, "Mr. Yan, the new and old grievances between us...maybe it's time to let it go. Do you think that the past two years have passed like this?"

(End of this chapter)