Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

Jiang Shiyu straightened his back and greeted him without showing weakness: "your means are, I do know, and I have learned it for so many years. You killed my child, possessed me by despicable means, and forced me to be your wife. If I hadn't breathed in my heart, I would have died thousands of times. But I still said that, I'm not afraid of you. Even if you kill me, I'm not afraid of you. "

Meng Yuqi was very angry and laughed. His unfathomable eyes gave out a terrible light. He said: "you are not afraid of me, but I can make your life worse than death. Do you believe it? You want to see your Qi Aozhi. I tell you, you can't think about it all your life. "

Listen to him mention Qi Aozhi, she strong support strong at the moment, also can't help but weak down. If there is any concern in her heart now, the biggest concern is Qi Aozhi. But now she's imprisoned by this demon, can she still see him? Her greatest hope is to hear the news of his safety at this moment.

She had no choice but to say to Meng Yuqi, "Qi Aozhi and I are past things. I said earlier that as long as he wakes up, I will come back and give you an explanation. Are you just so impatient? "

He flashed a sneer at the corner of his cold lips, and he said with a low smile: "do you think that if I have such magnanimity, I will let you accompany my rival and make love to me? What a dream. "

He straightened the sleeves of his clothes and looked at the worry and pain of the man in her eyes. He just felt that his heart seemed to be delayed by this vision. He couldn't stand it. What's more, the woman's love for another man. He raised his head, looked at him askance, and then said word by word: "Jiang Shiyu, I was looking at you sick and didn't want to hit you. However, as you can't wait, I have to tell you the truth. Qi Aozhi, he has... "

He pauses, deliberately leads without hair, looks at her nervous and helpless appearance, like this cat and mouse game, he has played for many years, this time, he must play more thoroughly.

Jiang Shiyu grasped his chest tightly, and had an ominous premonition in her heart. She asked in a trembling voice: "he, what's the matter with him?"

He went over, stretched out his fingers, firmly clasped her chin, raised her head, forced her to look into his eyes, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Qi Aozhi, he is dead."

"Dead..." Jiang Shiyu's face turned pale instantly. No, she didn't believe it. She didn't believe every word he said: "no, you lied to me. I don't believe it. Please don't curse him like this."

"Curse?" Meng Yuqi let go of the shackles of her jaw, took out a newspaper from her pocket, fell in front of her, arrogantly and happily said: "look, it's written in black and white on the newspaper. Qi Aozhi, President of Hengyue, was seriously injured and died. The funeral is scheduled to be held three days later."

Meng Yuqi's words, like a sharp sword, stabbed her heart hard. She didn't believe it, didn't believe it would be like this. She rushed over, her body trembled, trembled her fingers and picked up the newspaper in front of her. For a moment, her eyes were all blurred and could not read every word in the newspaper.

Meng Yuqi came over, pointed to the top of the newspaper and said, "Jiang Shiyu, look carefully. Don't say I'm lying to you."