Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

After about a minute, after a "buzz" vibration, a string of specific addresses appeared on the screen.

Cloud tilt a word a word of look at the past, the string of numbers printed in my mind.

Then she came to the elevator, pressed the top button, and walked briskly in.

......

The king.

Don pansy - standing in front of the window, she slowly puts her cell phone away and looks at the woman leaning against her desk.

"Sister Qiao, with all due respect, if it turns out to be self defeating in the end, not only can't save people, but you and I will suffer."

The woman's delicate fingertips, holding a cigarette, smelling words and charming eyes, looked at him. "After all, it's my niece. I can't see her killed."

Tang panse sneered, "she's really brave. She dares to deliver the divorce agreement to Yun Qing under the eyes of Beiming yexuan. Is it easy for him to talk?"

Qiao Qiao sank his face. After a moment, he said slowly, "I'll take care of this time. Next time she dies, I won't take care of it."

Tang didn't speak.

He agreed to lead Yun Qing to save people, but he also had his own thoughts.

Beiming yexuan's cover up is too good. Yunqing doesn't know what kind of person he is.

It would be a good thing to take advantage of this opportunity to pierce this layer of window paper.

In his meditation, Qiao Qiao suddenly asked with great interest, "who is helping the little girl with things on the Internet?"

"I don't know," said Tang. "The origin of Miss Yunqing is very mysterious. So far, we can confirm that there are definitely some top hackers behind the other party, but we haven't found out who it is."

Qiao Qiao pursed the next gorgeous red lips, suddenly laughed, "in this way, your abacus will be defeated, what are you going to do next?"

Tang panse smiles, "who knows..."

......

Yunqing took the elevator to the top floor.

The top floor is very quiet. There is a private room on the left and right. The floor is covered with luxurious carpet. Yun Qing steps on the carpet and quietly approaches the room number on the mobile phone.

She was holding the box of chocolates, maybe because it was too quiet, her heart beat faster suddenly.

Yun Qing pressed his heart.

She never went out to find Beiming yexuan, and then inexplicably some expectations, men see her expression, what expression will be.

She went to the door, originally wanted to knock, and then suddenly remembered, if the man is busy, she so disturb, seems not good.

Yun Qing hesitated for a moment and put down his hand again.

There was a small crack in the door.

Yun Qing stood on tiptoe, through the gap, when she saw the scene in the room, her expression suddenly stuck on her face.

A woman was slammed on the bookshelf with a loud bang.

Piles of books are smashed down and women are buried. The shape of the pile is like a desolate tomb.

The woman fell to the ground, covered with blood, hands holding the body, the body kept twitching.

A steady stream of blood came from her fingers, from the ground to the door.

The thick murderous gas oppressed the whole darkness and made people suffocate.

Yun Qing's breathing stopped completely.

In the dead space, a figure is gradually approaching the woman. He stops in front of the woman. The empty bookshelf just blocks his figure.

Yun Qing could only see a cold hand, pinching the woman's neck and picking her up from the ground.

The woman was convulsed, with a ferocious and painful expression. Her eyes turned up and aimed at the position where Yun Qing was