The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 480 His unique thing
"You don't believe me." He took the lead first.

"I really don't believe it." I said: "But don't hinder the listening, maybe I will believe it after listening."

He sat down and said, "I can sense that he doesn't really want a divorce."

I said, "Of course he doesn't want to." I don't care who he is now, because it's not a secret: "He's waiting for me to get the money so he can kill me, kill my children, and marry PuTao."

He stopped talking.

I asked, "You said he wanted me, what is the evidence?"

"There is no evidence." He shook his head and said, "I said, it's just a feeling."

How can I believe it without evidence?I said, "I don't even know which one you are now..."

He saw my helplessness, got up and came to me, bent over and hugged me, and said, "I'm sorry."

I pulled his arm away and said, "I will investigate Dr. Li first, and then consider how to deal with it on your side after the investigation results. In the meantime, I will wrong you."

He said, "I can't guarantee that he won't come out." What he meant was that with the way I'm holding him now, Britney will run away as soon as he comes out.

"It's okay." I said, "If it's true that he doesn't want to divorce me as you said, then he will come back obediently sooner or later. If he loves Pu Tao as much as I think, then... In my hands."

He stopped talking again.

I said: "During your absence, everyone was making things difficult for me, including you. I lived a hard life every day. I originally rescued Xing Xing, but she ended up being arrested..." Thinking of Xing Xing, I couldn't help sighing, Mrs. Han was crying out of anger today, and I don't know if she will still get Xing Xing, I can't really find someone to make Mr. Han mad.

Fanyin said, "My mother said she would do it."

I said, "I'm afraid she will break her promise."

"She won't do this." He said: "My mother's attitude was ambiguous before because for Xing Xing, there was no better ending than marrying Zhunyi. But now Zhunyi's life and death are unknown. Let Xing Xing be with him again, it's too dangerous for both of us."

This angle also makes sense.Lin Zhunyi is actually quite disgusting. When Xing Xing didn't feel sorry for him, he bullied her again and again like this. When these two knives got in, they became a handle.Xing Xing must not be reconciled, with her temper, she would still attack him, and judging from the way she hurt him this time, she has been tempered by these things to become more and more powerful.

I said, "I want her to follow me."

Fanyin laughed, her attitude was very vague: "Her?"

"Well." I said, "I need some assistants, and now there is only Assistant Zhou alone, and I dare not promote appointments easily, and I am afraid of promoting someone who has a second heart."

"I can give some advice."

"I don't know who you are."

He pressed down, put his arm around my shoulder, pinched my shoulder, and bit my earlobe with his teeth.

I couldn't help trembling, and instinctively curled up my neck.

He laughed and said softly, "I can prove it."

"You're already old." This was what he said just now, not me: "You shouldn't work too hard."

He smiled deeper, but let go, went back and sat on his own chair, looked at me, tilted his head, his eyes thoughtful.

I sighed, and asked, "Why do you have such an expression?"

Still smiling, he said, "I dare not say."

"Why don't you dare?" I said, "Speak up?"

He sighed, and looked out of the window, there was a tree with the moon at its tip, it didn't look big, but it was very round.

I looked at him, wondering what his mysterious face meant, but I couldn't figure out why.

Fortunately, Fanyin finally opened his mouth: "Last night, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw you in my arms. You don't know, I always looked at you like this before, because you didn't sleep well and always woke me up. "

Because he is often active in dangerous areas, he sleeps very lightly and his nerves are very tight. Besides, he is mentally fragile.

I didn't expect him to be so literary all of a sudden, playing with the teacup in his hand, but didn't answer.

"In the past, I questioned your father's decision to let you inherit. I couldn't think of any other reason except blood relationship." Two extremes in different directions, and his expression at the moment is very smooth, like a real "person".There was a sense of exhaustion in his tone: "I suddenly realized yesterday that, as his daughter, you have inherited something unique to him from his blood."

I vaguely understood what he meant, but I didn't ask any questions. It's better not to say some things.

He looked at me and said, "Lingling."

"Ah."

I thought he wanted to say something, but he just called me, looked at me, and fell silent.

I didn't feel nervous at all and looked at him too.

Like a confrontation, my heart is very clear, if I say something today, or promise something, I can still go on with him.But, I don't want to anymore.Just as I would rather endure great pain and threats to my life to keep this relationship, now I don't want it at all, not only that, but I also expect it to be broken, shattered into powder, and chicken feathers all over the place.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Mr. Fan, it's time to cook the fish soup."

Be the chef.

We both woke up like a dream, Fanyin stood up and hurried to the kitchen, and soon the chef brought out the soup.

The two of us drank in silence. Compared with Pu Lan's craftsmanship, Fanyin is naturally not as good as it is, but it is still delicious.After drinking the soup, I felt warm all over. When I looked up, I thought I would see Fanyin with a stern face, or a shake of his face, but I saw him sitting in place holding his forehead, frowning tightly, and cold sweat dripping down his face with.

I hurried over to help him, but was pushed away just as my hand reached his arm.He used a lot of strength, and due to inertia, I fell to the ground. He didn't even look at me, and said with his head in his arms, "Get out!" The voice sounded like he was dealing with an enemy, gnashing his teeth.

Only then did I wake up, and quickly got up to call for someone.Just as he yelled, his arm was suddenly grabbed.With a loud noise, Fanyin stood up, expecting him to hit me, I tried to shake his hand, but it didn't help, he squeezed very tightly.

While struggling, someone had already run in from outside the door.But they couldn't come over, because Fanyin quickly reached out his other hand and pinched my collar.

Even though it was just the collar, it still made me almost die, because he grabbed a lot of clothes, and my shirt collar was not elastic, it was like a rope, hooping my neck.

As soon as Fanyin caught me, my bodyguards didn't dare to step forward, and they all stood where they were.While Fanyin looked around, his eyes finally fell on my face.In just such a moment, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, making the whites of his eyes a terrifying red.He stared at me with the straight look of a lunatic.

I can see that he is probably Britney now?Or in a state of madness.I know that he is completely uncontrollable in this state, I can't speak, and I dare not struggle, I can only shiver helplessly like a little mouse being held down by a cat, and I have already begun to think about how to die in order to be better. Less painful relief.

At this moment, he opened his mouth: "Where is the grape?" His voice was trembling, as if an awkward sounder was installed in his throat.

My neck was strangled so badly that I couldn't answer.And he immediately clenched his fingers further, rattling, his bones turning blue as if he was being irritated.

This time, I can actually see a clear difference. First of all, although the boss pinched me, although he was angry, he didn't have any resentment. He was like a bomb.But this is not the one in front of me. He stared at me with resentment, just like the little boy staring at people on the cover of the movie "The Grudge", full of sinister taste.For me, the former is actually more painful, but psychologically, the latter is more terrifying.

I still think about it, because no matter how much I pull my clothes, I won't be deprived of oxygen as quickly as a direct strangulation, so it doesn't feel so bad.And too many experiences have told me that when life and death are not in my hands, struggling is useless, save some strength, and when you have the opportunity, hurry up and knock him out with a nearby vase is the right way.

Suddenly, Fanyin let go of his hand.

I fell to the ground, and my neck was naturally in severe pain.While getting up, I saw the pained expression on Fanyin's face, he was holding his head like a seriously wounded beast.His face was twisted, sweat dripped down, his pale lips were trembling, and his teeth were chattering.

I took the opportunity to get up and step up to lift the vase. It was big but extremely heavy.I didn't pay attention to its material just now, but now I realize that it is ceramic.

Throwing such a heavy object on Fanyin's head will definitely calm him down, but if he turns into a vegetable, then...

I looked at his trembling figure kneeling on the ground. I have seen this scene too many times. It is very clear that his two personalities are at war at this moment. From his posture, we can see how painful this is.

The bodyguards were all shocked, including Assistant Zhou.It is not difficult to understand that they are not members of the underworld and lack the basic ability to be calm about any terrorist incidents. They are not the staff of mental hospitals and lack the basic qualities that are common to lunatics.What's more, the murderous aura does exist, and the virtue of Fanyin's murderous aura just now really shocked everyone.

I hurriedly greeted them: "What are you doing in a daze! Tie him up!"

Only then did the bodyguard realize that he had no rope at hand, so he untied his tie.Fanyin is now fighting with himself, with severe internal friction, naturally he has no energy to fight with the bodyguards, tied up and pressed to the ground, still twitching.

Assistant Zhou ran over to help me up, and with guilt on his face, he asked, "Boss, what should we do now?" His voice was still trembling.

"Change to a stronger rope." I was afraid that he would develop other symptoms, so I said, "Let the doctor at home come first. Is there a psychiatrist you know? Go get it quickly."

(End of this chapter)