Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

Jiao Didi asked: "Honey, what are you looking for with me now?"

Lance rolled his eyes towards the sky after hearing that very artificial voice.

Doreen also seemed to feel that she couldn't meet acquaintances in this state, so she took her mobile phone and ran to a distance to make a call.

After Doreen left, Lance sat up straight, looked up at Asa, and asked slowly, "Can you tell me the truth now?"

"What?" Asa was taken aback for a moment.

Lance broke off a banana from the coffee table and ate it slowly, looking at her with a smile or not: "You are hiding something from me."

"..."

"You have been with me for so many years, you know me very well, and I know you very well." He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "You never disobeyed my orders, but now you not only disobeyed, but also brought people here to find I, Asa, I have to say, you are getting more and more courageous. Who gave you the right to do this kind of thing?!"

Asa was shocked, gritted his teeth, and didn't speak.

"Who is that woman?" Lance asked suddenly.

"what?"

"Don't play dumb for me." Lance looked at her with dark eyes, "I don't like people lying to me, you know that too, right?"

"..."

"I'll ask again - who is that woman on your phone?"

Asa's fingers trembled slightly, but she still gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Can't say, can't say.

Absolutely can't say!

She would never allow him to remember that woman!

"I had a strange feeling the last time I saw her," Lance said slowly, looking at her pale face, "a very familiar feeling... Logically speaking, this should be the first time I saw her, However, when I saw that face, my heart was very, very uncomfortable..."

He frowned slightly, as if recalling the feeling of a slight throbbing heart.Stretching out his hand to press his chest, his eyes were filled with confusion.

What does it feel like?

Obviously never seen it, but it seems to have seen it countless times.

I can't wait for her to die, but I can't bear to let her die...

Otherwise, that night, that mercenary group would have been wiped out by him long ago.

In his hands, no one is ever allowed to live.

Asa lowered his head lower and lower.

She didn't dare to look at Lance's face, she just begged him not to see her expression at the moment.

"Asa!"

"Master Lance..." Asa pursed her lips and begged, "Asa grew up with you...never thought of harming you. Not before, not now, and never in the future! You Just trust Asa once, please don't ask again..."

She didn't know if she could bear the blow of Lance's death again.

Her life was saved by him and given by him.

The death of Lance is not only the downfall of the Gambino family, but also the loss of her life...

She no longer wanted to face that moment again.

Lance looked at her blankly.

There was a trace of coldness in his eyes, and he was not moved by her pleading.

In his world, there has never been such a thing as emotion.

The fruit knife in his hand twirled quickly at his fingertips. He stood up suddenly. Asa felt a strong sense of oppression. She opened her eyes slightly, and Lance was less than ten feet away from her. cm, the sharp fruit knife was tightly pressed against her fragile throat, shining silver, she swallowed involuntarily.

"Speak or not?"

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