deliberate kiss

Zhao Ximo gritted his teeth, his eyes were black and blue: "I have never been so calm these days!"

"Look at your current appearance, you say calm down, do you think it's credible?" Zhou Jingwei squeezed the center of his eyebrows, and pulled Cheng Weiyue behind him, his voice was cold and calm: "You might as well think about it, wait until Sang Wan Ting woke up, what are you going to do."

"What else can I do? She just wants to escape!" Zhao Ximo's eyes were red, and when he said this, he suddenly smiled softly: "But this time, I won't let her leave again."

His mood seems to be very problematic.

Cheng Weiyue frowned and looked at the haze in his eyes, and finally couldn't help it, said: "I brought her to the hospital, if you can't guarantee that you won't hurt her, I won't let you see her."

"Why don't you let me see her! Cheng Weiyue, don't you think you're meddling in your own business! Her belly is my child!" Zhao Ximo became more and more excited as he spoke, bloodshot eyes spread, which was terrifying degree.

From this point of view, it is obviously impossible to communicate.

Zhou Jingwei took a step forward and walked in front of Zhao Ximo.

Putting his hand on his shoulder, he asked in a neutral tone, "Who do you think is meddling?"

"Jingwei." Zhao Ximo gritted his teeth and explained unwillingly, "That's not what I meant."

As soon as his words fell, Zhou Jingwei had already bent his knees, pressing against his lower abdomen mercilessly.

Zhao Ximo groaned in pain, and his already frightening face became even more ugly.

"Are you calm now?" Zhou Jingwei's voice was a little cold: "Zhao Ximo, are you calm now?"

He asked twice, with a strong sense of oppression in his tone.

Zhao Ximo clutched his lower abdomen and couldn't straighten up for a long time. Sparks were flying around in front of his eyes. He coughed a few times and said, "Calm down, think clearly."

Looking at Zhao Ximo's appearance, Cheng Weiyue can guess how much pain he has now.

"Zhao Ximo, I have never lost a case in my hand. I advise you not to break the law knowingly, otherwise I don't mind suing you for Sang Wanting."

Zhou Jingwei adjusted his glasses and looked down at Zhao Ximo's waist, which still didn't get up.

Zhao Ximo felt the pain and soreness in his heart.

Zhou Jingwei's action really brought him back to his senses.

Yes.

This is a real person, does he still want to forcibly trap her by his side for a lifetime?
He should be calm.

"I see." Zhao Ximo got up slowly, glanced at Cheng Weiyue, and said hoarsely: "Weiyue, I'm sorry. I didn't sort out my emotions just now, sorry. Thank you for sending Sang Wanting to The hospital is here, I will definitely come to thank you another day."

Cheng Weiyue said no, seeing Zhao Ximo's sudden return to reason inevitably felt abrupt.

Sometimes it is quite useful to use violence to control violence.
"Weiyue, let's go." Zhou Jingwei held Cheng Weiyue's hand, changed from his previous coldness, and became patient and gentle.

Cheng Weiyue knew that Zhou Jingwei had already mentioned Zhao Ximo just now.Now that he has calmed down, he will naturally not hurt Sang Wanting.

Since Sang Wanting dared to come to the hospital, she was ready to be found by Zhao Ximo.

Jingcheng is such a big city, and the Zhao family is very powerful. It is easy to find a person whose real name has been registered in the hospital.

When Cheng Weiyue and Zhou Jingwei left, Zhao Ximo relaxed for a moment, leaning his back against the wall, and slid down inch by inch.

All the harsh words were just because of nervousness.

It is a completely different state of mind to have never gained and lost.

Song Feiran's call came in, interrupting Zhao Ximo's daze.

Sang Wanting was still lying inside, at this moment, he didn't want to deal with Song Feiran at all.

With that in mind, he hung up the phone without hesitation.

However, Song Feiran was very persistent, once he hung up, she would call back again, which meant that he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

After all, Zhao Ximo answered the phone impatiently, and heard Song Feiran's gentle but nervous voice: "Ximo, where are you?"

"Song Feiran, your father should have told you that I plan to break off the engagement with you." Zhao Ximo said mercilessly, threatening: "I warn you, don't call me if you have nothing to do, it will get in my way." Eye!"

This time, Song Feiran was silent for a long time.

When she spoke again, she cried and laughed: "Zhao Ximo, you are so ruthless! When you need me, you marry me, and when you don't need me, you kick me away! Why do you take all the good things! I told you You, I will not agree!"

"The cancellation of the engagement does not require your consent, just like our marriage did not require our mutual consent at that time!"

Zhao Ximo pulled the corners of his lips, and said indifferently: "Song Feiran, when you find Sangsang and show off your prestige in front of her, you should have thought about today. I told you very clearly before, if you can't To marry Sangsang, all I need is an obedient and beautiful decoration, and there are many such decorations in Jingcheng, so I don't necessarily have to choose you!"

Song Feiran heard the busy tone of the phone that followed.

Her whole body was almost as if her soul had been taken away by the way, and she was stupidly unable to react.

"Miss. Miss, are you okay!" Someone cautiously tested.

She covered her face and wept bitterly.

She didn't think she did anything wrong, obviously Zhao Ximo knew that Sang Wanting's identity was not on the table, so she just went to her and made a few points.

Even, instead of being so polite, how could she be reduced to the point of being divorced!

It must be that bitch Sang Wanting!
It must be what she said in front of Zhao Ximo!
She really underestimated her before!Sure enough, there is nothing a woman who can be a commercial spy can't do!
She won't let her go!
Sang Wanting had a nightmare, this is not the first time these days.

In a well-heated cafe, the music of the violin is melodious.

Song Feiran sat across from her gentle and virtuous, while stirring the coffee in the cup, said with a smile: "Miss Sang is really pretty, no wonder Ximo likes you so much."

She just asked uneasily, "Who are you?"

"Me?" Song Feiran put down the small spoon in her hand, brushed her hair gracefully, and said, "Didn't Ximo tell you? He's getting married, next spring. I'm his fiancée, too. The future mistress of the Zhao family."

In such a warm and bright environment, the blood all over her body was cold inch by inch, and the hairs on her arms stood on end.

She wanted to vomit, very serious kind.

Her baby has always been very well-behaved. Before that, she had never made a fuss.

But at this moment, she felt nauseous, very, very nauseous, an unprecedented nausea.