A woman in captivity: Black-bellied CEO, don't play tricks

Wan Xi clung to Long Yejue like she was grabbing a life-saving straw. From childhood to adulthood, Long Yejue was her everything. She only had Long Yejue in her heart and could not tolerate any other men.

But that demon called Di Wuqing treated her in such a way that she could not ignore it. She wanted to escape quickly and escape from Di Wuqing as soon as possible.

And the only person who could make him escape from the clutches as quickly as possible was Long Yejue.

"Wanxi, calm down. You go back first." Long Yejue wanted to find out what happened between them, but Wanxi's current situation made Long Yejue unable to leave, so he could only appease Wanxi's emotions first , Let Wanxi go back first.

"Okay." Wan Xi nodded, her heart is not so heavy, at least there is still room for negotiation, and Long Yejue's attitude towards herself this time is not that kind of extreme coldness, some hope is ignited in Wan Xi's heart flames.

"An Yi."

After Wan Xi left, Long Yejue sat in the conference room for a while before calling out to An Yi who was waiting outside the door.

"President." An Yi pushed the door open and entered.

"Prepare the car and go to the Royal Club." Long Yejue's expression was obviously dark, and he looked like a devil now.

I don't know who provoked Long Yejue again, or if Miss Wanxi just said something that made him angry.

"Yes." An Yi didn't dare to neglect.

Long Yejue knew how Di Wuqing used to deal with enemies, but he never knew how he used to deal with women.What did he do to make Wan Xi look so panicked?

Long Yejue wished that he could move instantly and see Di Wuqing immediately.

"I heard that you want to see me." Di Wuqing looked at Long Yejue coldly, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "Could it be that Yi Xi rejected your request, so you came to admit defeat?"

"You think too much."

Long Yejue couldn't help but sneer at Di Wuqing's leisurely look, and he didn't forget his purpose of coming here: "Wan Xi."

Gently uttering these two words, Long Yejue did not miss the slightest reaction of Di Wuqing. Sure enough, some small fluctuations occurred in his cold and playful eyes.

is anger.

Long Yejue could see clearly, and the doubts in his heart were even worse. Apart from Lin Shuibi, Long Yejue had almost never felt such impatient thoughts towards anyone.

Di Wuqing didn't speak, but turned his face and looked at Long Yejue with dark and angry eyes.

"Hehe." Long Yejue chuckled. He was a little nervous at first, worried that he and Wanxi would be like Long Yejue before, but now he felt very happy.

He was not mistaken about what kind of eyes it was—jealousy, anger.

As long as Di Wuqing still cares about Wanxi, that's fine, fine.

"Don't laugh so disgustingly in front of me." Di Wuqing's voice was extremely cold, as if it came from hell, a voice that only demons can have.

But Long Yejue was completely unafraid, still leisurely.

Wanxi is very afraid of herself, and Di Wuqing knows this. Every time she sees herself, she looks like she has seen a ghost, which makes Di Wuqing very angry.

I wish I could imprison her by my side day and night, until she was no longer afraid of me, but she ran away when I didn't pay attention.

Di Wuqing was very upset that Wanxi was the fiancée of Long Yejue's baby, but now he actually came to him and mentioned Wanxi's name, what does that mean?