The runaway wife of the president of the empire

After speaking, he pushed the wheelchair back violently.

Mu Yiyi was bent over by the heavy wheelchair, it hurt so much!It hurts!

What hurt was not the body, not the waist that was hit, but the heart, the broken heart.

When Lei Yufeng spoke, she really wished she was deaf, so that she wouldn't be able to hear those angry words full of emotion and hatred.

Even though he knew that those were not his sincere words, they were still like a sharp sword piercing through her heart when they came out of his mouth. [

It turned out that this was the unforgettable hatred!

Love can't overcome obliterated hate at all!

When the real hatred strikes, the only thing left between them, besides hurt, is still hurt!

She covered her mouth, trying to suppress the sob that was about to burst out.

She really wanted to ask loudly: "Lei Yufeng, how much hatred do you have in your heart?"

Bending down, Mu Yiyi breathed heavily, and the feeling of suffocation spread instantly throughout her limbs.

"Quiet," Beitang Wu reached out and grabbed Mu Yiyi's arm, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Yiyi shook his head, and slowly straightened up after a while.

"Girl!" Han Zhenyu on the side finally couldn't help stepping forward, just as he took a step, he was punched hard in the abdomen by Lei Yufeng who rushed over.

"Hmm..." He groaned in pain, staggered a few steps, and sat back on the ground, his facial features almost wrinkled.

"Call me, let him understand what it means to shut up!" Lei Yufeng ordered coldly.

As soon as his words fell, several subordinates who were close to him mercilessly smashed their fists on Han Zhenyu's body, until he was speechless.

Beitang Wu snorted disdainfully at Han Zhenyu who was lying on the ground.

He turned his head and saw Lei Ting walking towards them from the cemetery, he stretched out his hand and pulled Mu Yiyi down, and whispered in her ear: "Leave alive, go to Sao Paulo, Brazil, and Flying Eagle will find you, remember For your birthday and the photos your mom took for you."

Mu Yiyi's lips parted slightly, choked with sobs and murmured in a very low voice: "Dad! Dad!"

Beitang Wu hugged Mu Yiyi's trembling shoulders. This was the first time she called him daddy. Even though he tried his best to calm himself down, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

"quiet……"

"Daddy... can we go together?"

"Silly boy!" Beitang Wu wiped away the tears from the corners of Mu Yi's eyes with his thumb, and said with pity, "You are the only descendant of the Beitang family, don't be so useless, tears can't help you, understand? You have to rely on yourself for everything, go to your mother, she needs you, so you must live!" [

"No," Mu Yiyi shook her head. She knew what Beitangwu was telling her was a funeral matter, so she burst into tears and couldn't control herself. "You owe me, and there is no compensation..."

With tears in Beitang Wu's eyes, he smiled suddenly: "Remember that Dad loves you, that's all!"

After finishing speaking, he gently pulled her up and pushed her aside, at this moment, Lei Ting had already walked a step away from him.

"Long time no see!" Beitang Wu pushed the wheelchair over.

"Yes! How long has it been?" Lei Ting stood beside the wheelchair and smiled meaningfully.

"It's a pity! If you could kill your eldest grandson that time, would there still be today?" Beitang Wu laughed loudly, and then the laughter became louder and louder.