Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 1009 All explanations are not important anymore
This time, for Xia Weiran's sake, he wanted to hit someone, and it was Lu Qianchen who hit him!
Feng Yiyi was really shocked when she saw Xia Weiran's messy body and pale face at first. She couldn't believe that Lu Qianchen, who held this woman in his hands, would do such a thing. things that hurt her.

But looking back, isn't Lu Qianchen like this?

When he was young, if someone took a toy from him, he could beat that person to death, let alone his favorite woman.

His possessiveness is sometimes really terrifying.

"Qianchen, how could you treat Unran like this." As soon as she spoke, Feng Yiyi's tone was a bit reproachful, but her whole body was in front of Xu Muhan, to avoid the impulsive fight between the two.

Lu Qianchen directly skipped over Feng Yiyi, and glanced at Xu Muhan coldly. His eyes were filled with a frustrating coldness. His lips moved. His eyes turned to Feng Yiyi again, he laughed twice, and said: "You two are really interesting, one of you often asks me if I have quarreled with Wei Ran, and if I scolded her again, now, even my wife and I What to do - love, care too?"

He paused for a moment with his grotesque tone of voice and extra sarcasm, and looked down at the little woman whose eyes were closed tightly, who had no idea that the war was about to break out. The tenderness in his eyes overflowed: "What can I do to her? I It’s just that you did what you Xu Muhan wanted to do but did not dare to do.”

As he said that, he glanced sideways at Xu Muhan, trying to figure out something from his expression.

However, the anger in Xu Muhan's eyes just now was gradually calmed down, and the bottom of the dark green eyes became darker, and the precipitating light suddenly made Lu Qianchen feel a familiar sense of powerlessness.

He felt Lu Qianchen's gaze, and looked up at him, the two big men looked at each other strangely for a few seconds, the suffocating breath flowing around made Feng Yiyi shudder.

In the end, it was Lu Qianchen who looked away first, and with a sneer on his lips, he walked past Xu Muhan with Xia Weiran in his arms without looking back.

Xu Muhan didn't continue to stop him, and he didn't speak. His eyes, which were still so clear just now, suddenly sank for a moment.

Originally, he was worried that Lu Qianchen would hurt Xia Weiran, so he rushed over to explain to him regardless of his injuries.

Standing in front of the door, he saw Xia Weilan's fragility almost shattered at the touch, as if he could feel such a petite woman, on the other side of the door, enduring all the pain, stubbornly not letting them hear her bowed his head begging for mercy.

He suddenly felt that all explanations were not important.

He understood a little bit, what she said, Lu Qianchen didn't believe her...

Xu Muhan stared intently at Lu Qianchen's receding figure, that ruthless and decisive figure gradually disappeared into a single point.

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That night, Lu Qianchen carried Xia Weiran into his private jet, left Belize, and returned to the imperial capital.

Xia Weiran has been asleep for a long time, and she doesn't know how long she has been asleep. She only knows that she opened her eyes leisurely, and she is already lying on the bed in her own room.

Lu Qianchen, on the other hand, sat on a chair on the balcony, raised his head, wondering what he was thinking.

The sun had already risen in the sky, the man on the chair was against the light, the cigarette in his hand was half burnt, and the ashtray on the table was already full.

(End of this chapter)