Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

She held the file bag tightly in her hand, and then walked out of the office quickly. Her steps were a little disordered, but the speed was amazing. She doesn't know why Qi Aozhi chose to meet at the hospital. What does he want to do? She had to be quick, quick to see him and stop him.

When Lin Yiwan ran to the hospital breathlessly, Qi Aozhi was sitting on the sofa of Xiaohui living room, with a financial magazine on his lap, flipping over and over, holding a cigarette in his hand and spitting out beautiful cigarette rings.

This reception hall is dedicated to Lin Youxian's ward. There is only a small door between Lin Youxian's ward and the reception hall.

Lin Yiwan walked into the reception hall and walked directly to the sofa where Qi Aozhi was sitting. Her chest was undulating violently because of excitement. She was still holding the document bag in her hand. She approached him and lowered her voice with suppressed anger: "Qi Aozhi, how did you get these things? What do you want? "

Qi Aozhi raised his head, but did not answer her words. There was a hint of ridicule in his eyes. He knocked off the ash in his spare time. Then he raised his mouth and said slowly: "these are all the evidences of Lin Youxian's commercial crimes in those years. This is just a copy, the original, you know."

"You... How did you get these things?"

He stood up, threw the magazine aside and looked at her condescensively: "as I have said before, I can lift anything to make your great father have a good drink."

She listened to his words and tried to refute them, but she was so weak. Because what he said is right. If these commercial crime materials are sent to the police station, Lin Youxian will only spend the rest of his life in prison. Lin Yiwan did not dare to imagine that he was already the father of the lamp, and he could stand up to many hardships.

She looked at the door leading to Lin Youxian's ward. She was the only relative of her father in the world. Even if she tried her best, she could not let him be hurt again.

Qi Aozhi has already approached the door step by step. What does he want to do? She took the lead to walk in front of him, black eyes look at him, with a deep prayer: "don't, don't disturb him... I beg you."

Qi Aozhi's eyes flashed a evil smile. He stretched out his slender finger and hooked her chin: "as long as you are obedient, I can't hand over these things to see whether you deserve it or not."

She patiently looked at him, bit his lip, and finally compromise the opening: "as long as you let my father go, you want me to do anything."

"Really, anything? Including being my woman forever. " His dark eyes fixed on her face, slowly spitting out these words.

Her body excited Lingling of beat a shiver, why, this man is not willing to let her go.

He saw that she did not speak, thin lips slightly hook, cold eyes fell on her, sneered: "it seems that you really want me to disturb uncle Jiang. Why don't I show him these Autographed documents now? "

Having said that, he took a step forward and was close to the thin door.

She cried weakly, "don't..."

He looked at her performance with satisfaction and put his face close to her ear: "well, come with me now."