Chapter 21

"Qingqing, why are you so cruel."

His magnetic voice kept coming back to her.

Once they were so good, he said to her every day I love you, she was not moved.

Now, it's just a few words, but she has pain in her heart.

Maybe it's sour. What she didn't expect was that he would want her to die. What could be more despairing than that? Maybe that's the truth.

Sober up, Yan Yiqing, Rong Mo doesn't love you so much.

His body temperature is extremely hot, like a long-standing flame waiting for a suitable time to swallow her, and she is like a fish swimming around the bottom of the sea, once out of the water, there is no way to breathe, but this flame is burning her hard, unwilling to let her go, has been pestering her, with her to the end.

His kiss with a particularly strong atmosphere, a kind of overbearing and unquestionable from the upper. He has been conquering cities and lands.

Until

Yan Yiqing no longer indulges in his tenderness and expression. She bites his tongue hard. Suddenly, the smell of blood permeates the two people's mouth.

Rong Mo looks up and sees her sneer.

This made him even more angry. No matter what happened in the past, she would be angry sometimes, but she would never face him with such a smile, which was very strange.

Rong Mo's breath swept her again.

The kiss with revenge almost took away all her breath and strength and became king in her world.

It ended like a punishment.

As for Yiqing, she has been drained of all her strength, paralyzed in the leather armchair, and doesn't want to move.

"Qingqing..." his action is especially gentle, as if he is treating a lost treasure.

He wants to reach out to touch the bleeding wound on her forehead, but Yan Yiqing pats it open.

"Don't touch me with the hand you held Liao Zilu." Her closed eyes suddenly opened. "I feel dirty."

Liao Zilu is about to explode.

Her husband is holding other women in her arms, but she has to swallow her anger.

Yan Yiqing doesn't know what happened to her.

When facing him, there is always no good tone, always with guns and sticks, words hurt people.

Maybe from the time he married Liao Zilu to the time when her child was killed, he still believed in Liao Zilu's innocence, until just now when he was driving to die with her.

No matter how much love begins to cool down, she should learn to love herself.

"Yan Yiqing!" Rong Mo was finally angered, like a sleeping master, angry with irresistible domineering.

But she closed her eyes and didn't answer.

"Yan Yiqing, I told you that I would give you time to divorce, but what are you doing with me now?"

Her eyes suddenly open, "you let me divorce, even if I divorce, after that? What happened after that? Do you marry me? Oh, are you kidding? The shares of Rong's group and Liao's group are rising sharply now. How can you divorce her because of an insignificant woman? Since you can't divorce first, what qualifications do you have to ask me to divorce first? What qualifications do you have? You're not who I am. You're just my predecessor. "

The next second, her chin was tightly pinched, the strength of the pain, but she did not cry pain, eyes big strange, like carrying all the innocence of a girl, blinking.

"Yan Yiqing, don't think that I dare not imprison you, don't annoy me, it doesn't do you any good, and... As long as I want to hide you, your husband will not find you. What about? Don't you disgust me? Then I'll lock you up and stick only our favorite photos on the wall, so that you can watch them every day and night, and make you crazy. "

"Rong mo." Looking at his eyes a little red, she suddenly called his name.

His eyes were fixed on him as if they could see a hole in him.

The atmosphere in the car froze.

I don't know how long it took.

"Rong Mo, please take care of me."

This sentence is like a thunderbolt, breaking the embarrassing situation between them.

There is no way out for her now.

Maybe Lu Qin is right. She should find a good backer to break down Liao's group and Liao Zilu first. Only when Liao's group goes bankrupt will Liao Zilu suffer the most severe pain and the most direct revenge.

It's better to let her live than to let her die.

Just like she is now.

Life is not like death.

"What did you say?" Rong Mo's eyes suddenly stare very big, the clear man smell constantly around her.

"You take care of me." She tilted her head and began to smile at him. She was as innocent as she had been years ago, just like the morning dew on the rose petals, which was worth being guarded by others.

She said it very easily.

"Don't you want me to come back to you? I can be your lover. " She stated it again.

"My reward is money."

The words haven't spoken yet, the chin is pinched tightly again.

"What do you want?"

"Am I not clear enough? Mr. Rong, is your ears bad, or is there something wrong with my ability of expression, or is there a huge problem with the way we communicate? " She takes advantage of Lu Qin and successfully angers Rong mo.

"How about a million at a time?"

Rong Mo's face is more ugly.

She is now able to price herself like this.

No man is willing to be compared with his rival, and even less willing to send his beloved woman to other people's arms.

Yan Yi Qing's boneless little hand caressed his hard chest, and gently stirred up all he wanted.

"Rong Mo, I can give you anything you want, including sleeping with you."

He grabbed her hand, which was touched on his chest, and randomly carried it to his arms.

Only his voice said coldly, "please me. Let me see what you can do for revenge. "

In the past, he was the only one who constantly spoiled her, kept pleasing her, and even cheated her in the end.

More profound than love is probably hate.

When he dreams back in the middle of the night, all he thinks about is her figure and her smell. He wants to bite her on the shoulder, ask her why she wants to marry Lu Qin, ask her if she has ever done this to Lu Qin, and ask if she still loves him.

Only the people around him knew that every time he was drunk, it was her name that he called, so heartbreaking, so painful.

At the thought of these, his chest went up, even with a strong jealousy, about to drown her and his reason.