Adorable wife and sultry: Zhan Qiye, don't be too bad

Chapter 142 Zhan Beiheng's Torment for Qin'er

Chapter 142 Zhan Beiheng's Torment for Qin'er
Zhan Beiheng's ferocious appearance did not frighten the guards of Biezhuang, he said indifferently: "If Third Master Zhan insists on going against Three Inch Heaven, we will not be afraid."

"you--"

Feng Xinglie didn't let him go in to see Qiao Mumu, is there another reason?
He didn't know that Zhan Yichen had come back from Europe and was in this villa at this time, Feng Xinglie was afraid that Zhan Beiheng would know this, and if he took the opportunity to do something to Zhan Yichen, it would be a big loss.

It's a pity that Zhan Beiheng couldn't think of this anyway.

"Does Feng Xinglie think that his Three Inch Paradise involves so many people that many people will buy him and he will be able to run amok in the imperial capital?"

"Master Zhan, respect yourself."

Zhan Beiheng sneered three times, "Okay, okay, very good!"

After he left, Feng Xinglie walked out from the gate.

"A mere general manager of the Zhanyi Consortium dares to challenge me, it's really beyond his control."

The guard wiped off his cold sweat, Young Master Lie, the Zhanyi consortium is actually very powerful, and the Zhan family is even more powerful, what you said is untrue.

"Go and tell Yin Lang to block the news of Zhan Yichen's return to the country, and don't let others plot against him."

"okay."

fighter.

Before Zhan Beiheng entered Nanyuan, he heard the sound of porcelain cracking.

He frowned and looked at Char on the side.

"It should be that the young lady is losing her temper." Charles said hurriedly.

"Do you know why?"

"The young lady wants Miss Qiaona to die."

She wanted Qiao Na to die, and even Feng Yulan agreed, but Zhan Beiheng refused to let her go, and even asked someone to save Qiao Na. At this moment, she didn't even have a chance to get close to Qiao Na, how could she not be angry?
Zhan Beiheng was very confused. Based on the time, Qiao Mumu should be dying at this time, but for some reason, neither the Qiao family nor Lao Qi had any news.

If Qiao Mumu had died, Lao Qi would have returned to the Zhan family long ago if he knew the news.

What exactly is going on?

Bang bang bang.

The flowerpot also hit the ground.

Zhan Beiheng's thoughts returned, and he strode in. The bitter cold made the servants in the living room dare not move.

Looking around at the mess in the whole living room, Zhan Beiheng said coldly: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and clean it up?"

The servants started packing their things one after another.

"Don't move, get out!" Yu Qin'er roared, she also has a temper, why should Zhan Beiheng control her?
The servants looked at Zhan Beiheng and then at Yu Qin'er, wondering whether to stay and clean up or get out?
After a long time, Zhan Beiheng said calmly: "Go out, I will talk to the young lady."

Yu Qin'er turned around and was about to go upstairs, "I have nothing to talk to you about."

She had only climbed two steps before she was roughly dragged down by Zhan Beiheng.

"Zhan Beiheng, what are you doing?"

"What exactly do you want, huh?" Under Zhan Beiheng's fury, his gaze was like a devil, and Yu Qin'er froze in horror.

She bit her lip, trembling her voice in fear: "You don't know what I want? I want Qiao Na to die. Anyway, she killed Qiao Mumu. Zhan Yichen will come to her sooner or later to settle accounts. Instead of staying It’s better to kill him directly if he wants to live.”

"I said, don't touch her."

"Hehe, you don't care about this little bitch at all, why are you so kind all of a sudden? Zhan Beiheng, that bastard is gone, why do you want to use that bitch?"

"I don't care about that child." Zhan Bei Heng said coldly.

"Do you care about Qiao Na?" Yu Qin'er asked, suddenly realized something, and looked at the man suspiciously, "No, you don't love Qiao Na, you never even looked at her, you suddenly changed your mind to keep her It's just because she is Qiao Mumu's eldest sister, and she killed Qiao Mumu, right?"

When Yu Qin'er mentioned Qiao Mumu's name, she clearly saw the strange look in her husband's eyes.

"Zhan Beiheng, what kind of demon are you, that you are interested in Zhan Yichen's woman? What's so good about that bitch Qiao Mumu? You two seem to be captivated by her!"

Yu Qin'er was too unwilling.

The man she loves the most marries Qiao Mumu, and her legitimate husband is actually interested in Qiao Mumu. She and Qiao Mumu are simply natural nemesis, and they will never be at odds.

"Yu Qin'er, you are crazy, talking nonsense, talking nonsense! I warn you, if you dare to spread such rumors again, I will not be polite."

"You warned me? I'm the one who warned you. Qiao Mumu is already dead. If you don't kill Qiao Na to silence him, once Zhan Yichen finds out that this matter is related to his wife, he will never let her go." Yes. Between your own mother and a bitch, you still don't know what to choose?"

"Don't worry about it."

Yu Qin'er struggled to release Zhan Beiheng's shackles, gritted his teeth and said: "Zhan Beiheng, I married you to become the wife of the number one wealthy family in the imperial capital. If you can't do it, set me free as soon as possible. My Yu family does not depend on you." Zhan family, you Zhan family don't want to take advantage of our Yu family."

Zhan Beiheng was already upset about Qiao Mumu's matter, and was offended by Feng Xinglie, and now he is in a bad mood, Yu Qin'er is simply provoking his last bottom line and patience.

He narrowed his eyes and said sharply: "You are already the third young lady of the Zhan family, what else do you want?"

"How about it? If I wasn't smart, and my wife was not on my side, you would have an illegitimate child, and that woman would compete with me for this position. Zhan Beiheng, let me tell you, I, Yu Qin You can't rub the sand in your eyes. If you want to play outside, don't let me know. If I know, I don't care about adults or children, I want them to die."

Hearing this, Zhan Beiheng suddenly strangled Yu Qin'er's neck swiftly: "How dare you!"

"See if I dare!"

Yu Qin'er didn't believe that Zhan Beiheng would kill her when something happened to Zhan's family.

However, being locked on by this man's eyes full of murderous intent, she still couldn't help being afraid.

"You want a child, don't you?" Zhan Beiheng suddenly let go of her and asked meaningfully.

"Yes, I just want a child. I want a child to stabilize my position. I must not be your tool or victim. Zhan Beiheng, wealth, I want it, status, I want it too!"

This woman's ambition is bigger than he imagined.

"Okay." Zhan Beiheng sneered, allowing her to do so.

He dragged her upstairs, tore her skirt domineeringly under her horrified gaze, and pressed her body, which had long been innocent, under him...

……**…

It's not lust, it's not love, it's routine.

He finds it boring.

For some time, Yu Qin'er thought she was going to die.

The man on the body has long since disappeared.

After Zhan Beiheng left Nanyuan, his desire had not yet been vented, and Yu Qin'er couldn't even find the pleasure in his mistress.

It seems that he really hates this woman, Yu Qin'er.

In order to give her a child and meet her conditions, Zhan Beiheng had no choice but to do that, but his desire was activated, but he hated her, and his whole body began to become irritable.

Charles has followed him for many years, and he knows what's going on just by looking at his expression.

"Master, I have arranged for Miss Liu to wait in the presidential suite of Beihuang Hotel."

Liu Yue, a new star in the modeling world, naturally, her new star was promoted by Zhan Beiheng.

She is also one of Zhan Beiheng's many mistresses.

Zhan Beiheng is a man of one word, feminine, treacherous, and deep, his women dare not invite favors, they can only wait for his call at any time.

Glancing at Char with his head down, Zhan Beiheng's eyes became less sharp, "You're really cute."

(End of this chapter)

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