Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

"Need I remind you, did you promise anything before getting married?" Sikong Jingqiu's voice became even colder.

"I will..." Haiyue closed her eyes, and bit her lip hard, not even noticing that her lip had been bitten, and blood slowly oozing out, "I will completely forget about Yunyan..."

Sikong Jingqiu glared at the bloodshot lips on her lips, and sneered, "So you still remember your promise..."

"I haven't forgotten!" Haiyue grabbed Sikong Jingqiu's hand vigorously, wanting to prove something and said eagerly, "I haven't forgotten! Really!"

"You haven't forgotten?" Sikong Jingqiu stared at her coldly. After a long time, he slowly raised the photo album in his hand, "Since you haven't forgotten your promise, then Song Haiyue, tell me, what is it?"

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Haiyue trembled with fear, but she knew that if she didn't explain the matter clearly, Sikong Jingqiu might be bad for Yunyan...

She knew that she shouldn't think of Sikong Jingqiu in such a despicable way, because from the beginning until now, he never thought of harming her... But Sikong Jingqiu's unusual silence really terrified her.

Haiyue took a deep breath to calm herself down, then slowly raised her head and looked directly at the gloomy man in front of her, "I'm going to sort this out, just to return what belongs to Yunyan to him..."

"Really?" Sikong Jingqiu gave her a cold look, not believing what Haiyue said at all.

"Really! It's true!" Haiyue nodded vigorously, "I didn't lie to you! I'm real...I want to make a complete break with Yunyan..."

Sikong Jingqiu turned his deep black eyes, glanced at her suspiciously, then slowly raised the photo album in his hand, and said clearly, "So, this photo album has no meaning to you anymore? "

Haiyue nodded, "Yes..."

Sikong Jingqiu didn't miss the hesitation in her words, he sneered, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his dark eyes, "So, no matter what I do with this album, you won't have any objection?"

"...Yes." Haiyue gritted her teeth fiercely, resisting the urge to snatch the album back, and nodded.

"Very good." Sikong Jingqiu smiled in satisfaction, stood up abruptly, pulled Haiyue up, pulled the person out, brought her to the desk, and looked at her with a half-smile, "I'll ask you again, this photo album , doesn’t it mean anything to you anymore?”

"...Yes" Haiyue nodded.

"Very good." Sikong Jingqiu smiled strangely, threw the photo album on the desk rudely, then opened the drawer, grabbed a pair of scissors and came out.

What is he going to do?Could it be...

Haiyue looked at the pair of scissors, her heart skipped a few times, and an inexplicable panic suddenly surged up.

Sikong Jingqiu looked at her anxious expression with satisfaction, put the scissors in Haiyue's hands, and said in a light tone as if he was talking about something trivial, "Since it has no meaning to you... "

He paused, then suddenly raised his voice, and the command that came out came with an overbearing and irrefutable momentum, "Then destroy them with your own hands!"

Haiyue raised her head abruptly, and looked at Sikong Jingqiu with a dark and stern expression in astonishment, her throat felt as if it had been scalded with a soldering iron, and she was unable to speak.