Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 174
Yan Zitong paused for a moment, unable to understand what he meant by that.

She stared at him blankly and blankly, and then glanced at the coffee table out of the corner of her eye. There was a check on it, a very familiar check.It was the 100 million check that Tan Tianen gave her the last time he approached her.

She hadn't called Tan Tianen yet, and Tan Tianen was so calm that he didn't even look for her again.

She is sure that she will go to her sooner or later, so she is so calm.

But why is the check in his hand?

She remembered that she had collected it, and she planned to donate the ten thousand to charity in the name of Mrs. Tan Tianentang.But he didn't want to be seen by him.

So he believed it?

Otherwise, why would you say such a thing?
Seeing his cold and alienated expression, Yan Zitong's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, the pain was so painful that she had difficulty breathing.

But he didn't show any pain on his face, he raised a charming smile towards him, and said softly, "Of course, Mr. Rong's worth is far more than that. So I am very satisfied with my choice. "

"Your choice?" Rong Si stared at her sharply, sullenly and with a lot of anger, and walked towards her, wringing out the cigarette in his hand directly on the back of the sofa. Before she recovered, she was already standing in front of her.

The distance between the two was almost zero. Looking at his resentful eyes, she thought he would want to strangle her to death.

But no, he just raised his hand to pick her chin, and stared at her condescendingly.

The pulp of his thumb gently stroked her chin back and forth, the pulp was a little rough, but when he rubbed it, she couldn't help shivering.

Different from the previous caresses, he didn't show any emotion at this moment. She had a feeling that he would break her neck at any moment.

"One million? Is this your choice?" His eyes, like a falcon's eagle, shot out a sharp and sinister cold light, and shot at her with a "swish".His voice was even colder, whether it was his eyes, tone of voice, or his attitude at the moment, it was a ruthless knife, piercing her heart fiercely.

Her heart was bleeding at this moment, but she was powerless to struggle.

The tip of the nose is a little sour, and there is an urge to cry.

However, Yan Zitong never allowed herself to cry, no matter in front of anyone, she never allowed herself to shed a single tear.

She is Yan Zitong, Yan Zitong who exists like Xiaoqiang, nothing can defeat her.

He once again evoked a bright and charming smile at him, and said unhurriedly, "Of course not! This is just a side trick. You are my best choice, aren't you? Oh, to be precise, It should be our two-way choice. We each take what we need and benefit from each other. But, Mr. Rong, you can't deprive me of the right to earn extra money! Otherwise, what do I live on?"

Rong Si's eyes were dark and gloomy, his teeth were clenching, and even his temples were throbbing wildly.It's just that the hand stroking her chin didn't increase its strength, it was still caressing so softly and softly.

Suddenly, he evoked a self-deprecating and mocking sneer, let go of the hand holding her chin, and took two steps back.

He didn't speak, just so shady and cool, Sensen looked at her coldly and full of disappointment.Nodding his head, he glanced at her again, then turned and walked away.

With a bang, the door closed.

Rong Zitong knew that he had already left, the suite.

Turning around, looking at the closed door, Yan Zitong slowly bent over as if she had lost all strength.

Leaning on the sofa, squatting on the ground, holding your knees with your hands, and burying your head in your knees.

There was a wet feeling, and she didn't know what it was.

Suddenly realized that it was tears.

She actually cried.

He raised his head, looked at the ceiling blankly, and forcefully forced back the tears.

Yan Zitong didn't cry, not at any time.

Taking a deep breath, and then exhaling long, I tried my best to adjust my emotions.Calm down, calm down, she doesn't want to be influenced by anything.

Yan Zitong, do you know what you are doing?
Where is your sanity?How about your calmness?
Why is it all missing from this man?

If you were able to control your heart and not give it up so quickly, would you still feel heartache now?

Do not!
Since it can be handed over, it can be taken back.

Yan Zitong forced herself to take back the heart that had been handed over.

That being the case, there seemed to be no need for her to stay any longer.

Get up and prepare to leave.Then his eyes fell on the table not far away, and there seemed to be something there.

Stepping over, she found that lying on the table was the photo that Yan Ximin tore into pieces, which she couldn't put together no matter what.

At this moment, the photos have been recovered, and almost no tearing cracks can be seen.

Mother's smile is still so elegant and gentle, beautiful and yearning.

It turned out that he really did it, did it, and gave her a picture without cracks.

When the broken photo disappeared, she looked for it everywhere. She had put it on the table, so how could it disappear.

Then he said that he took it, and he would surprise Haohuai.

She didn't understand at that time what his so-called surprise was.

The photos have been torn into pieces like that, how could it be possible to restore them to their original state?

However, he smiled so confidently and mysteriously. She didn't know why, but when she looked into his eyes, she believed him so much.

At this moment, the photo was in front of her eyes.However, he misunderstood her.

Do not!
This misunderstanding should not have existed in the first place, it was just an explanation, and it would be fine if it was clarified.

Why didn't she explain just now? Not only did she not explain, she also deliberately followed his words and said crooked words, which deepened the misunderstanding.

Yan Zitong, are you a pig?Why are you so stupid!

Putting the photo in his pocket, he took the phone and quickly dialed his number.

Then, just as it rang, he hung up.

Don't answer her phone?
It doesn't matter if you don't answer, Yan Zitong edited the text message and sent it.

another room

Rong Si stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a glass of red wine, raised his glass and drank the red wine in the glass.

Standing behind him was Jiang Yang, with his arms around his chest, looking straight at him with sharp eyes, "I said, are you really going to do this? It's not a big deal at all! Are you up to it?"

Rong Si didn't speak, but handed him the wine glass, motioning him to pour the wine.

The phone on the coffee table rang, indicating that a text message had come in.

Jiang Yang bent over and took his mobile phone: "She sent you a text message."

(End of this chapter)