Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

He thought she was looking at him, but when he took a closer look, he found that it was not at all. Her eyes were empty and blank, but she should be looking at an unknown place.

He froze for a moment, but then he was filled with the joy of her waking up, still carefully put her hands into the bed, and then combed the messy hair on her forehead, and said softly: " Are you awake? Are you hungry now? The wound still hurts, doesn't it?"

Mu Ru's face was still as pale as paper, and his eyes kept staring at an unknown place. After hearing him asking several consecutive questions, he slowly turned his eyes away from a certain place, and then gradually shifted his gaze to him— —

Finally, he freezes on his face that looks like an old bark covered with leeches...

Xi Muru's gaze fixed on Dongfang Mo's face was cold and indifferent, like a cold light refracted from the glacier on Tianshan Mountain, or like an extremely sharp and glaring dagger, it was so straight, stabbing at the face without dodging. On his face, it seemed that he wanted to pierce his old skin, and then directly puncture his real face into a bloody mess.

Dongfang Mo's heart twitched instinctively, but he still spoke in a slightly old and hoarse voice with a bit of sarcasm and cruelty: "Xi Muru, I said before that I want you to be my mistress for 100 years instead of [-] minutes. Therefore, it is really not that easy for you to terminate our agreement early."

Mu Ru just felt that her brain, which was still a little bit clear after waking up, seemed to be hit down by someone with a wolf hammer in an instant, and it happened to smash her brain open, and she hadn't had time to see it clearly. Is there any brain matter in it, but the wound on the chest hurts again...

She is still alive, this is the first reaction in her mind!

What about Yifan?What about Zheng Yifan who is going to marry her?Now, where is he?

Why is it not Zheng Yifan who is standing by her side, but this man with a devil's face and a devil's heart?

"Zheng Yifan was indeed released, but—" Dongfang Mo seemed to know what she was thinking, and then said lightly: "Xi Muru, you know what kind of person I am, what is the so-called sympathy and kindness?" It is impossible to find all of them here, so it is useless for Zheng Yifan to just release them. The media already know about his medical accident in the hospital. No one dares to go to a veterinarian..."

"What exactly do you want to say to me?" Xi Muru finally spoke, successfully blocking Dongfang Mo's unfinished words.

She knew that he was threatening her again, but she also knew that his so-called threats were fatal to Yifan, and she couldn't let her Yifan suffer those inexplicable injuries.

"It seems that you are very smart, and you know me better." Dongfang Mo's old hoarse voice was obviously mocking and mocking: "Xi Muru, you know that I never do business at a loss, so If you want to die, you are very wrong, you think I spent 2000 million to buy your cold corpse? Do you think your corpse is worth 2000 million?"

Mu Ru remained silent. Of course, her body was not worth 2000 million. She just wanted to die, because living was too painful. Instead of living in pain, she would not die early.He thought she was looking at him, but when he took a closer look, he found that it was not at all. Her eyes were empty and blank, but she should be looking at an unknown place.

He froze for a moment, but then he was filled with the joy of her waking up, still carefully put her hands into the bed, and then combed the messy hair on her forehead, and said softly: " Are you awake? Are you hungry now? The wound still hurts, doesn't it?"

Mu Ru's face was still as pale as paper, and his eyes kept staring at an unknown place. After hearing him asking several consecutive questions, he slowly turned his eyes away from a certain place, and then gradually shifted his gaze to him— —

Finally, he freezes on his face that looks like an old bark covered with leeches...

Xi Muru's gaze fixed on Dongfang Mo's face was cold and indifferent, like a cold light refracted from the glacier on Tianshan Mountain, or like an extremely sharp and glaring dagger, it was so straight, stabbing at the face without dodging. On his face, it seemed that he wanted to pierce his old skin, and then directly puncture his real face into a bloody mess.

Dongfang Mo's heart twitched instinctively, but he still spoke in a slightly old and hoarse voice with a bit of sarcasm and cruelty: "Xi Muru, I said before that I want you to be my mistress for 100 years instead of [-] minutes. Therefore, it is really not that easy for you to terminate our agreement early."

Mu Ru just felt that her brain, which was still a little bit clear after waking up, seemed to be hit down by someone with a wolf hammer in an instant, and it happened to smash her brain open, and she hadn't had time to see it clearly. Is there any brain matter in it, but the wound on the chest hurts again...

She is still alive, this is the first reaction in her mind!

What about Yifan?What about Zheng Yifan who is going to marry her?Now, where is he?

Why is it not Zheng Yifan who is standing by her side, but this man with a devil's face and a devil's heart?

"Zheng Yifan was indeed released, but—" Dongfang Mo seemed to know what she was thinking, and then said lightly: "Xi Muru, you know what kind of person I am, what is the so-called sympathy and kindness?" It is impossible to find all of them here, so it is useless for Zheng Yifan to just release them. The media already know about his medical accident in the hospital. No one dares to go to a veterinarian..."

"What exactly do you want to say to me?" Xi Muru finally spoke, successfully blocking Dongfang Mo's unfinished words.

She knew that he was threatening her again, but she also knew that his so-called threats were fatal to Yifan, and she couldn't let her Yifan suffer those inexplicable injuries.

"It seems that you are very smart, and you know me better." Dongfang Mo's old hoarse voice was obviously mocking and mocking: "Xi Muru, you know that I never do business at a loss, so If you want to die, you are very wrong, you think I spent 2000 million to buy your cold corpse? Do you think your corpse is worth 2000 million?"

Mu Ru remained silent. Of course, her body was not worth 2000 million. She just wanted to die, because living was too painful. Instead of living in pain, she would not die early.