Lord Qin Tricks Sweet Wife

The scenes from the past flashed one after another in her dreams. Wen Zhizhi's memories of Qin Hanyan became clearer and clearer. Those sweet images intertwined with the scenes of her intimate relationship with Qin Hanze in the past few months.

However, the memory of the accident was still locked in a corner of her mind. Wen Zhizhi wanted to find it, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. Han Yan? " After this long dream, Wen Zhizhi finally woke up. Her back was completely drenched with sweat. She simply lifted the quilt and sat up.

It was dark outside the window, and the sun had not yet come up from far away.

She sat on the bed in a daze, her expression still unclear. The reality of her dream made her heart throb in pain.

"Ah Yan, why did there be a car accident? You are now... Where is it? Are you the one who instigated Qin Hanze's revenge? " Wen Zhizhi gently placed her hand on her chest. At the thought that all of this might be due to Yan's punishment, Wen Zhizhi pressed her hand on her chest, trying to ease the pain.

At this moment, in the hospital ward.

The monitor was ticking as usual. The boy on the sickbed had delicate facial features, no different than he had been all those years ago. It was just that those eyes that loved to laugh never opened. Time stood with him in the past.

In the master bedroom that was separated from Wen Zhizhi, Qin Hanze silently opened her eyes.

After a moment of confusion, his eyes were firm and deep as usual.

"I can't be merciful anymore! This woman, Wen Zhizhi, had hurt Little Yan and her two classmates, so how could she not feel guilty? What I'm doing now... Heh … It's far from enough! " Qin Hanze thought to himself.

Therefore, he got up, intending to wash up before going to find trouble with Wen Zhizhi.

As the sun slowly shines over the land, the humans who were born in Sith begin another day of labor.

Wen Zhizhi calmly packed away the last of her belongings. At this moment, Qin Hanze pushed open the door to the second bedroom. Bang! The door was slammed against the wall.

Wen Zhizhi was frightened to the point of trembling violently, but when she turned around to look at Qin Hanze at the door, her expression was calm. "What are you trying to do now?"

"Wen Zhizhi, let me ask you one last time, were you the driver of the car accident? Were you the one who put Little Yan and the rest of the people in a dead end for your own sake at the end? " Qin Hanze questioned ferociously, word for word, with a mad beast in his eyes.

Wen Zhizhi sneered. "Qin Hanze, I can't remember any of what happened back then. But if it was me, how could the police let me get away with it? " Wen Zhizhi sneered. She felt that she was less and less able to see through this black man.

"Amnesia? It must be due to a lack of confidence. " Qin Hanze clearly didn't believe this woman's lies. He thought to himself: As expected, I shouldn't have fantasized about this woman.

"Qin Hanze, with your ability, could you not find out what happened that year? Why would you want me to take the blame alone? " A woman out of love has a very clear mind.

"Are you confident now?" Qin Hanze sneered, "The relevant evidence and records of the police department were all lost in the flood a few years ago. Only you know the truth. "

"I didn't know that. "Please stop wronging me." Wen Zhizhi said very indifferently, "Then you can ask Ah Yan what happened all those years ago." Only when he mentioned Ah Yan did his face soften a little.

Hearing this, Qin Hanze's face turned even paler than before. "If Xiaoyan was as unharmed and alive as you, do you think I'd still come to bother you?"

When Wen Zhizhi heard that Little Yan was unharmed and unable to jump, she immediately had a bad guess. The cold mask on his face cracked, revealing his anxiety and worry.

"Yan, what's wrong with him now?"

"Wen Zhizhi, you don't have to be so kind. "You owe Little Yan far too much. I will eventually repay you in one stroke." Qin Hanze's eyes were even darker, concealing the hidden emotions within.

"Qin Hanze, are you happy with your revenge?" Wen Zhizhi suddenly raised her head. Her straightforward gaze made people panic.

"Wen Zhizhi, no matter how much revenge you have, it won't be enough to get back the healthy Xiao Yan. I'm not satisfied. " Qin Hanze realized that Wen Zhizhi was being stubborn and didn't want to talk to her any longer. He turned around and went to his study.

Wen Zhizhi felt that she had been blind before, and that she had spent a few months under the same roof as Qin Hanze, who had tried every means to take revenge on her.

Thinking of this, she stopped procrastinating and sped up her packing. She dragged her luggage and left Qin Hanze's house with mixed feelings.

When Qin Hanze, who was in the study, heard the sound of the door closing, he knew that Wen Zhizhi had already left. Maybe he should have let her go late last night.

"In the future, I will definitely not show mercy and let those people who hurt Little Yan off, especially you, Wen Zhizhi." After saying that, he touched the thick material in front of him. On the first page of the stack, Wenzhi's picture was still there.

Meng Qingyang never thought that his luck would be so good.

Because the winery had been busy these two days, Meng Qingyang could only occasionally send a message to Wen Zhizhi using social media. However, Wen Zhizhi never came online, so he was unable to contact her.

Yesterday, I received a big foreign order. Due to the jet lag, the whole team was busy until morning.

As he looked at the schedule, he saw that a regular customer had arrived near the neighborhood where Wen Zhizhi was staying for the time being.

"Yup, after meeting with my partner, I can go find Zhizhi." As Meng Qingyang thought this, he went to meet them.

Who knew that even the heavens would help him?

The two of them finished their discussion, "Teacher Meng, let's continue our friendly cooperation." The pot-bellied partner stretched out his plump hands, making Meng Qingyang look even more imposing.

After bidding farewell to his partner, Meng Qingyang was in the middle of contacting Wen Zhizhi. Unexpectedly, the main person was across the road, dragging a large suitcase with difficulty as he took out his mobile phone with one hand.

The call went through. "Zhizhi, I'm across from you! "Wait for me, come here immediately."

"Wen Zhizhi had just picked up the phone when she heard Meng Qingyang's concerned voice." It was just a coincidence that I met Senior Meng a few times when I was in a difficult situation. " Wenzhi's heart a little bit "once bitten by a snake, afraid of the rope". Now, she didn't dare to blindly accept anyone's good intentions.

The two of them stood opposite the coffee shop in the early morning, intoxicated by the aroma of coffee on the tip of their noses.

"Zizhi, I was just thinking of looking for you. You... "Where are we going with the suitcase?"

"I'm going to move in closer to work." Wen Zhizhi calmly answered Meng Qingyang's question as if nothing had happened.

Meng Qingyang knew that she definitely wouldn't move for no reason, but since Wen Zhizhi didn't want to say it, he stopped investigating. I can only talk about it with concern. "Have you found a new place to live? Maybe I can help. "

"Not yet. I plan to stay at Vance's place for the time being." Wen Zhizhi said softly as she pulled back a few strands of hair from her ears.

Meng Qingyang's heart skipped a beat, "Then let's go eat breakfast first. I'll send you to Wen Si's place. "I'll keep an eye on the house for you in the next two days."

"Then... "Then I'll be troubling senior." Only after Wen Zhizhi agreed did Meng Qingyang take the suitcase. The two of them left together.