Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 638 Rong Zheng Appears
"..." Shen Guotao stared at him with wide eyes without blinking, and couldn't believe his ears.

Did Yi Meiling have a baby with the driver?

Right, right!
This can also explain why the driver would not even take his life to do things for her, so it turned out to be the case!

"Got it figured out?" Gao Yi stared at him sullenly, "So, can you promise me now? I not only want the Gao family, I also want the Gao family to be ruined. Of course, if you can choose not to, then You will be ruined. I will give you time to think about it, two days, is it enough?"

Shen Guotao was completely paralyzed, as if he had no bones, he leaned limply on the chair, unable to speak a word.

If it was possible, and time could be turned back, he would definitely not choose to do that.

He and Gao Yu, Gao Yu paid his life for this, and now he is dying.

It's just that he never expected that that woman gave birth to a pair of sons, not one.If he had killed Gao Yi at the beginning, then there would be no such thing as now.

It's just that it's useless to regret it.

Things have happened.What he has to do is how to choose himself out, maybe according to what he said, can he keep himself?

Do not!
Gao Yi is no longer the child who had no strength to restrain a chicken.Now he is obviously more capable than Gao Zhan, not to mention he is now united with Rong Si.

No, he must never let him threaten him.

Therefore, Gao Yi must die, he must die!

Gao Yi looked at him coolly, and said indifferently, "Don't even try to silence me, I tell you, all your criminal evidence will be handed over before you do anything. At that time, you and Let Tang Helin be your companion, spend the rest of your life in it together! I promise, the biggest beneficiaries are Rong Hua and Yi Jianzhang."

After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly, stood up slowly from the chair, gave him another meaningful glance, turned around and walked away leisurely.

Shen Guotao was still in the midst of his mind wandering, looking at Gao Yi's receding back, the hands hanging on both sides were tightly clenched into fists, making a "click" sound.

……

easy home
Rong Hua was sitting on the sofa in the study, holding a photo in his hand, staring at the photo with magical eyes.

The photo was a group photo of Yan Zitong's mother and daughter, and Rong Zheng was also in the photo.

Her fingers pinched Ding Xinyang tightly, and the photo was crumpled by her.

The way she looked at the photo was like an evil ghost that had just crawled out of hell, gloomy and frightening, with a "swish" radiating cold light.

A woman's cigarette was held in the other hand, and the smoke was rising and lingering at the tip of his nose.

Take a deep breath, wring out the cigarette, put the photo in your pocket, get up and go out.

"Madam, are you going out?" Seeing her walking towards the yard, the servant asked, "I'll call the driver for you."

"No need!" Rong Hua stopped, "I can just drive by myself, I'll be back soon."

The servant nodded, "Understood, ma'am."

Rong Hua drove out in a very ordinary Volkswagen car, and didn't take anything with her, not even her mobile phone.

This is a villa community not very far from Yijia Villa, Rong Hua's car drove into a villa.

The villa is not very big, it is the smallest unit in the whole community.

The yard was tidy and there were a few cycads planted there.The small yard is only big enough for a car.

Hearing the sound of the car, someone came out.

"Ma'am." A middle-aged woman called Rong Hua respectfully, and bowed thirty degrees to her.

Rong Hua didn't respond, but just glanced at her indifferently, and walked towards the gate of the villa.

The middle-aged woman quickly followed behind her.

"How is he? Is he okay?" Rong Hua asked the woman in a deep voice.

The woman nodded quickly, "Don't worry, Ma'am, everything is fine. It's still the same as before, and I don't talk. There is nothing wrong with my body."

"Well, I'll go down and have a look." He said as he walked towards the room.

The middle-aged woman didn't follow, and turned and went to the kitchen.

What Rong Hua entered was the study room, which was filled with all kinds of books.Walk to the desk, press one of the places, the bookcase on the wall moves to the two sides, and a door appears.

Rong Hua walked towards the door with a dignified expression.

The room in the basement is decorated very delicately, it doesn't look like a basement at all, giving people a high-end feeling.

Rong Hua stood at the door, looking into the room.

Directly across from her, a man was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to her.

The figure is a bit thin, and the white shirt looks very loose on the body, and it doesn't fit at all.There is a window in front, and there are streams, rockery, water lilies, and small fish swimming outside the window.The scenery looks very nice.

But this is not a real scene at all, it is just an electronic projection.

This is a room in the basement, how could there be windows and such a good view.

Rong Hua stood at the door without making a sound, quietly watching his back, fascinated, her eyes unblinking, as if looking at a landscape painting that fascinated her.

Different from the usual conceit, arrogance, coldness, and flamboyance, at this moment she looks tender and full of femininity.

There was indelible nostalgia and obsession in her eyes, just like a little woman in love, looking at her beloved man infatuatedly.

This moment is quiet, comfortable, and serene.

She didn't want to talk, didn't want to break the beauty of this moment.If it can be like this every day, even if there is no verbal communication between them, she will be satisfied and willing to live like this for the rest of her life.

"Since you're here, why don't you come in and sit down." She was immersed in her beautiful love, when the man in front of her spoke.

His voice was smooth without any ups and downs. It was her familiar voice. He didn't turn around and still turned his back to her.

Rong Hua returned to her senses, raised a faint smile, and walked towards him.Standing beside him, following his line of sight and looking at the false window in front, "How are you lately?"

The man raised his head and looked at her indifferently.

He looked to be in his sixties, his hair was already half white, and his face was a little pale, which was somewhat similar to Rong Si.Looking at her calm eyes, with a touch of alienation and indifference, she turned her wheelchair and said expressionlessly, "You can still see me and talk to me. If you're not dead, that's good."

Rong Hua frowned, and looked directly at him with deep eyes, looking at him with complicated eyes.It's the kind of love full of hatred, and it's the kind of resentment that love can't get.Taking a deep breath, he looked at him and said, "Brother, do you have to talk to me like this?"

(End of this chapter)