heart tearing game

Chapter 42
The Ferrari came to a sudden stop with the rapidly spinning tires.

But this time it was so close, Yumo felt that Qin Ye was right outside the door.

I couldn't help turning around, but saw something unexpected: inside the ghostly blue car, beside Qin Ye was a familiar figure: Liu Ying.

She seemed to be drunk, and Qin Ye unscrupulously kissed her, and those devil-like hands brushed her neck, and directly hugged her body tightly.

No!What does he want.

Qin Ye turned his head and smiled arrogantly towards the servants.

Yumo's heart speeded up suddenly, as if the high-speed engine of a sports car was hit hard.

It must be intentional, she knew, it must be Qin Ye deliberately doing it for himself!Is he mocking and provoking himself?
Yumo's heart sank to the bottom of the bottomless sea, she should come at last, but she never thought that her best friend would be dragged down.

After straightening her clothes, she walked towards Qin Ye's bedroom, her newly recovered feet, although the muscles and bones were not seriously injured.But walking on the road, just stepping on the thorns full of iron nails, there will still be burning pain across the skin.

Let her always remember Jin Fengxi's warm embrace that night, and Qin Ye's cold and violent turn around.

She had already guessed that this would be the case, seeing Qin Ye's naked body, opening the door of the bedroom generously, and the moment he was about to take off Liu Ying's coat.Yumo rushed up angrily: "Stop! You scum!"

Qin Ye was unceremonious and pushed her away.

"Did you meet me the first day?"

Yumo resisted the burning pain in her feet, threw herself on the sofa, still furious: "Don't touch her, otherwise"

"Otherwise, what? Maybe you are going to call the police. Don't forget, you still owe me 2000 million for the sports car. When you arrive at the police station, whoever goes into the cell first."

"You!" Yumo was dumbfounded.

When it comes to sports cars, Qin Ye's heart is in a panic.He immediately thought of Jin Fengxi, and the silver Aston Martin one—the two of them's secret exchange tool.

Slut, this bitch in front of me still has the face to deliver it to her door.

"I'm in a bad mood seeing my husband cheating? Did you think of me when you were serving other men?" Qin Ye leaned against the door with a cold expression.

The tone was full of jokes, but Yumo could hear the incomparably fierce and sinister here.

"I have no idea what you mean."

As soon as the words fell, Yumo felt a huge force descending from the sky, and she was clamped by Qin Ye's chin as tough as steel and as hot as magma.

"do not know?"

Unable to break free, he stuck himself directly from the sofa to the wall.

"The crown prince who has climbed up to the four major financial groups so quickly, it seems that he is still lonely these days! How much does it cost to serve him once. Tell me! I, Qin Ye, must double."

"Shut up, I don't owe you anything except money. And you are worthless except money!" Yumo's flushed cheeks were full of contempt and anger. Time and time again, she could be ignored and beaten, but she couldn't Hurt and insulted by being at the mercy of others.

Damn it, did that numb heart come back to life reflexively after meeting Jin Fengxi?
A flicker of hesitation drifted through her eyes in a daze.

He didn't escape Qin Ye's knife-like gaze, and he thought it was a sign of a lie after betrayal.

"Today, I will let you see with your own eyes how other women actively seek love and love Chenghuan under my body, Qin Ye. Remember, if you pretend to be noble and pure in front of me, I will only end up dissatisfied and the contract will be unlimited. The period is extended! You will never try to escape from my palm."

Qin Ye violently let go of Yumo, and threw her on the floor. The soft and white Persian fleece made her feel so cold at this moment.

(End of this chapter)