One Night Bride: Living with the Bad CEO

"Lei Haotian, I'm not Ye Chenxing, and you're not Gu Shaocheng. That's just a dream of Nanke. The only difference is that you've fallen into the dream too deeply, while I'm just a soy saucer!" Yan Xingan turned around and burst into tears.Lei Haotian stared at the sky dejectedly. He thought that the promise of his body was really just his Nanke Yimeng? !Inscription

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boom boom boom boom

The thunder was rolling, the strong wind was rolling the torrential rain, crackling, like dense bullets, shooting down the city.

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Suddenly, on the coastal road, more than a dozen brand-new black Ferrari sports cars, ignoring the constant red warning from the traffic station, when the typhoon hit, huffed, trampled on the rain curtain and moved forward in a high-profile manner.

The camera zooms in: In the Rolls Royce in the middle, the man rolls down the window at this moment, facing the storm, and cynically evoked his pretty lips.

Because of the backlight, I couldn't see his face clearly.

But that doesn't stop him from being a shocker.Looking from a distance, it looks like Youlong was born, with his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning slightly on his back, tall and straight, with a straight suit, and a powerful aura floating all over his body.

With a careless smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at the roaring waves under the highway with great interest, unable to calm down for a long time.

That majestic and cold face revealed a faint longing for an instant, and her beautiful eyes, which were as crystal clear as black jade, shone with a brighter and brighter light.

After forbearance for many years, today, God finally created the opportunity he dreamed of.

He, Gu Shaocheng, had never been a person who would miss a good opportunity, so how could he be frightened by a small typhoon and miss the little girl whom the Ye family had coveted for a long time again?

He had his hands in his trouser pockets and a newspaper folded on his lap.

What caught my eye was the large and eye-catching headline on the front page of the newspaper: [Shooting a Cucumber and Slapping Mistress to Death].

Bai Wuqing had just finished reading an email, put away his books, and reported to Gu Shaocheng who was holding a newspaper and squinting his eyes behind him: "Brother, I have thoroughly investigated, the real murderer is someone else."

"Forehead?"

Gu Shaocheng didn't even lift his eyelids, and leaned lazily on his back.

"According to the information, the real murderer is her cousin." Just as he was talking, the phone rang, and after he answered it, he hummed twice, and after closing the line, he said: "The news from the police station, the police have obtained an arrest warrant , on the way to Ye’s house.”

"Moving so fast?" Gu Shaocheng frowned slightly.It was her cousin who really slapped Xiaosan to death. Is this stupid girl going to talk back, or is there something else hidden?

According to Article 230 of the Criminal Law: "Whoever negligently causes death shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years."

How could he let her go to jail for the person he finally found?

"Let's go to Ye's house."

With an order, more than a dozen vehicles immediately turned around. [

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Ye Chenxing closed her eyes subconsciously, she was dripping with cold sweat, and subconsciously hugged herself tightly with her hands, as if this was the only way to wrap herself more safely.

Three tall shadows fell on her face.

The thunder and lightning roared wildly outside the house, but compared to the close relatives in the room, it was more terrifying than the whistling thunder and lightning, and made her feel chills.

She didn't know how many hours had passed since she entered this living room, but she only knew that her aunt and uncle, who had always disliked her, forced her to take the place of her cousin. Could it be that she was doomed to be bullied without the love of her parents?