How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1240 Xia Huan West Business Chapter 428 Xia Huan, you shouldn't say you like me so easily...

Such a handsome man, but his eyes were rarely red, and he roared hoarsely: "He killed Shishi! He killed our child! I will kill him! I must kill him!!!"

It was like being struck by a thunderbolt!
All of Xia Huan's struggles stopped at that moment.

The big hand clasped on her shoulder suddenly exerted force, Xihe seemed to have been eroded by the overwhelming anger, and looked at her so strangely and crazily: "No...he can't die...he killed my woman and child, I also want him to watch his woman and child die in front of him...I want him to bear my pain ten times and a thousand times..."

The trembling hand moved up just a little bit, and then suddenly clasped her slender and fragile neck.

Xia Huan was in a daze, his head was filled with the phrase 'he killed Shishi' back and forth, the man's almost ferocious face was vaguely shaking in front of his eyes, and he didn't even realize that his breathing was being blocked little by little. ...

Until a huge force forcibly took the man in front of him away.

With a loud bang, his head almost hit the wardrobe on one side straight.

A huge shadow fell against the light, and Yohji's cold and indifferent handsome face appeared in front of his eyes: "Idiot! Did you see Xishang do it himself, or did you see the woman's body? It's just that she can't be contacted. Did she die at the hands of Xishang?"

The huge impact made the man unconscious, and he couldn't get up after struggling several times.

There was a slight smell of tobacco coming from the open door of the ward. Xia Huan's out-of-focus eyes moved, and he got out of bed suddenly, and rushed out without even putting on his shoes.

Sure enough, he saw a handsome man standing by the window, smoking a cigarette casually.

She walked slowly behind him, raised her head and looked at his side face, her breathing was so light that it was almost inaudible.

The man lowered his head, gray smoke slowly escaped from his lips, and his eyes, like the dark night sky in the middle of the night, stared at her pale face calmly: "Maybe one day, I will die in her hands, Huan'er, at that time Are you as sad as you are now?"

Is it as sad as thinking that Chu Shishi is dead?
Xia Huan was shocked: "Western merchants..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly distinguish it.

The man's eyes fell, and his fingertips slowly brushed her slightly red neck. After a long time, he pulled the corner of his lips: "Xia Huan, you shouldn't say you like me so easily..."

He shouldn't easily pluck the string that binds him...

Since she likes it, why did she let the weight of another person in her heart gradually increase, and then...beyond him...

Between him and Chu Shishi, there is only one person destined to live.

This feeling is deeply buried in the flesh and blood, and it has gradually become clear since the day they met.

He slowly withdrew his fingers, looked at her deeply for a while, then turned and left.

This wasn't the first time he turned his back on her, but it was the first time that Xia Huan felt so clearly that she was going to lose him.

This feeling is even stronger than his decision to go to the United States and never come back.

The marble floor was icy cold.

Xia Huan stared blankly at his gradually disappearing figure, and subconsciously wanted to chase him out, but suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

The handsome and clean-looking man rushed over straight, opened his arms and hugged her tightly: "Shishi gave birth, mother and child are safe, Huan'er, thank you for taking care of them for me..."

Chu Ci...

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(End of this chapter)