Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 432 Strong Bow and Crossbow (4)
Ziwei suddenly seemed to be crazy, she clenched her fist and hit Song Yi, "I told you not to talk."

Song Yi leaned away, avoided, pursed his lips, and really didn't say any more. The reason why he didn't say anything was not because he was really afraid of the crazy woman in front of him, but because everyone guessed what he would say next. What is it.

Ziwei flew into the air, and fell directly to the ground. Her legs were originally supported by the medicine. After such a fall, the legs of Ben Qiang's bow and crossbow hurt as if they had been amputated.

There is someone who can't stand it anymore. This person is none other than Ye Chen who has the same blood in his bones.

She took a small step from Ling Mo's side before she was pulled back. Ling Mo's clear voice rang in her ears, "Don't go." Those two simple words contained too much meaning.

Ye Chen hesitated for a moment, then gently pushed his hand away, "It's fine."

Ling Mo didn't want to make Ye Chen unhappy, but he didn't believe in Ziwei, so he gave Su Mojie a look. Soon, Su Mojie rushed over to help Ziwei before Ye Chen.

Ziwei really wanted to have the backbone to push this unrelated man away, but her feet seemed to be sawed with a saw, and she couldn't allow her to speak anymore.

When Su Mojie helped her to the sofa, her back was already soaked in cold sweat.

All the people sat back on the sofa again. There was only one more person, but the atmosphere was completely different. Everyone, including Song Yi, who was always talkative, tightened their mouths.

From the moment she stepped into this door, Ziwei knew that she was superfluous. After taking a few breaths, she forced herself to look at Ling Mo. The scene that caught her eyes deeply hurt her eyes again.

Rong Xuan, Rong Xuan, do you really love her so much?There are so many of your confidantes, I'm just a weak woman who doesn't even have legs, do you still want to protect her like this?

Sensing Ziwei's gaze, Ye Chen, who was almost blocked by Ling Mo and almost blocked all sight, poked his head out from Ling Mo's body and looked at that gaze.

Seeing Ziwei's eyes covered with mist, Ye Chen's heart immediately softened. She is her own sister. Although she is a bit paranoid about some things, and her temperament is sometimes not so stable, when she thinks about it carefully, it is possible. original.

I am in the Ye family. Although I have been regarded as air for more than 20 years, I have always had no worries about food and clothing, but she is different. Although my mother, who has never met, likes her more, the decision she made seems to be good for her, but it is not true. Yes.

After thinking about it this way, the blood and family love between close relatives, which surpasses all feelings, rushed to his forehead. Ye Chen pushed Ling Mo, stood up from him, touched his belly with one hand, and walked towards Ziwei with the other on his waist .

"Sister." When standing next to Ziwei, she called her so softly. This was the first time Ye Chen called her this after the two sisters knew each other's existence.

Her voice was very soft and light, but it was also pleasant to hear. Her eyes were burning, and she looked at Ziwei's eyes with a kind of expectation.

Looking at the face in front of her, Ziwei was slightly stunned, and when she understood, there were already two extra hands in front of her eyes.

Ye Chen called her again, "Sister."

Ziwei turned her gaze from Ye Chen's face to the hands in front of her. The nails of these hands were neatly trimmed, and the skin was fair and clean, like a piece of fine jade.

After hesitating for a while, Ziwei raised her hand and was about to touch the hands in front of her, but someone beat her away first.

Subconsciously looked at that person, but when he saw that person's appearance, his pupils suddenly closed, "Song Yi, what are you doing?" The tone was sharp, even a little crazy.

Song Yi raised his eyebrows, "Ziwei, Mrs. Ling is pregnant. As a doctor, I think I need to remind you."

Ziwei dodged her eyes, and then lowered her voice, "Remind me?"

It was Ye Chen who took the initiative to reach out to her just now, she has nothing to be afraid of, even if something really happened, Ye Chen deserved it.

Song Yi pushed hard, and at the same time Ziwei exclaimed in pain, the hand that had been clenched into a fist also loosened.

Her fingers are completely different from Ye Chen's. All five index fingers have manicures, and they are all covered with coquettish red roses.

Song Yi looked at Su Mojie, "Are there any nail clippers?"

Su Mojie took out the keys with nail clippers hanging on them, and handed over the whole bunch directly.

Song Yi took it, ignored Ziwei's struggle, and cut off the nail facing her thumb. There was a click, and the clear sound of breaking the nail echoed in the living room.

It was just a very ordinary voice, but Ziwei screamed in horror. She picked up her other hand and hit Song Yi vigorously.

Song Yi has always been merciless towards irrelevant people, whether he is a man or a woman, let alone someone who wants to hurt Boss Ling's wife, he is even more severe.

Ye Chen, who was standing on the side without waiting, saw his movements. He didn't know what to do with one leg, but he had already kicked Ziwei's hand aside.

How painful it is to be picked up by such a man with fists and feet. In fact, from Ziwei's reaction, it can be seen how painful she is.

His face was pale, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and he was gasping for breath, a bit like a fish that was thrown onto the shore and was about to suffocate.

But she is not a lovely mermaid, but a vicious tiger shark.

Ye Chen was surprised, and was about to take another step forward, but was held back by You Jun, Ye Chen turned around, You Jun frowned, and shook her head repeatedly, "Don't go."

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Chen still listened to her. She didn't move forward, but she didn't sit back either. Instead, she just stood there and watched the scene in front of her.

Song Yi, when he matured, he was more mature than anyone else; but when he was immature, the things he did could really compete with those of a three-year-old child, such as in front of him...

In fact, cutting off one of Ziwei's nails can prove what he said next, but he seems to be suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder. After cutting Ziwei's nails on one hand, it doesn't count, and he grabs her other hand and cuts it. Cleaned up.

Ziwei struggles all the time, but Song Yi's strength is so great, no matter which direction she struggles or where she stabs, everything is in vain.

(End of this chapter)