Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 423 But I Want to Try (1)
Song Yi looked at Ye Chen, "Sister-in-law, are you okay?"

Ye Chen chuckled, "I'm fine." She opened the door and got out of the car, walked to Song Yi's side, "Where's your hand?"

From her point of view, she could see the mottled blood, not to mention the person involved. She felt the feeling of the palm of her hand more than anyone else.

Song Yi shook the hair in front of his forehead, and his face returned to his usual wild and unrestrained face, "Sister-in-law, I'm fine, this little injury, to me, is like being bitten by a mosquito."

Ye Chen's eye sockets felt hot, and he didn't speak again. Instead, he opened his bag and took out a lot of trauma medicine from it.

Song Yi widened his eyes and said in surprise, "Sister-in-law, why do you have these things?"

Ye Chen smiled, "Spare." These things were just bought by her, just to save herself in time when there is no one around her during delivery.

Song Yi clicked his tongue, and wanted to say something, but Ziwei, whose wrist was still tightly restrained by Song Yi, couldn't stand it, and said, "Song Yi, let me go!"

"It's not impossible to let you go, but I seem to have something to tell you just now." Song Yi turned his face sideways, and his black eyes without any emotion looked straight at Ziwei.

Ziwei didn't know what was wrong, under the gaze of such a pair of eyes, she felt horrified, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but her wrist was still being pulled, even if she wanted to retreat, there was no way to retreat.

"Say what you want to say quickly." Ziwei trembled her lips, and said a word with some difficulty.

"My Boss Ling told me that he blocked the bullet for you just to convince you that the antidote he gave you is absolutely true." Song Yi said lightly, squinting his eyes in the middle of it, as if faintly visible from the corner of his eye. He glanced at Ye Chen.

"You're talking nonsense!" Ziwei interrupted him angrily.

"I'm talking nonsense?" Song Yi snorted and sneered, "Ziwei, although I haven't spent as long with Boss Ling as you, I definitely have spent more time with Boss Ling than you. When it comes to understanding Boss Ling, I might be slightly better than you. One chip."

Hearing this, Ye Chen's heart was not ripples, but a huge wave, or the kind of stormy sea. With her lips pursed, she finally made a sound, "Song Yi, what you just said is true?"

Song Yi nodded, and the eyes that fell on Ye Chen were extraordinarily serious, "Sister-in-law, it's all true, Boss Ling told me personally."

Ziwei sneered, "Song Yi, Ling Mo has been dead for three months, now you say he told you, do you think you are telling a story?"

Even though Ling Mo was dead and had no intention of fighting any woman, she was still unwilling to be said that Ling Mo didn't love her.

She will never allow it!
Song Yi smiled lightly, turned his face to look at her, "Ziwei, did Boss Ling tell me this matter just now? Don't rush to deny it. You might as well listen to what I have to say next. Draw conclusions."

Ziwei's voice trembled slightly, "What's the matter?"

Song Yi stared at her, drawled his voice, and said word by word, "Boss Ling told me that the reason to see you for the last time is to completely break the trust entrusted to him by his parents."

"You are talking nonsense!" Ziwei stared in vain as if she had been frightened by something, and her eyes seemed to be full of confusion and doubts. Looking carefully, it was more self-deception to herself in the past three months.

In the past three months, no matter what she pretended to be, she had been secretly telling herself that Rong Xuan loved her, and he only married Ye Chen because of that identical face.

Song Yi spoke without any ups and downs, unintentionally pulling her back from the beautiful imagination to the cruel reality.

What is the reality? It is the man named Rong Xuan, who has been by her side for so many years, but rarely smiles at her. She has seen him smile at Ye Chen, although it only slightly touches the corners of his lips, That smile came from the heart.

"At this point, there is one more thing that I can tell you as well." Song Yi frowned, and flicked his hand to the side, Ziwei staggered a few steps to the side.

Song Yi played with the dagger that was stained with his blood, and then threw it towards the foot of the mountain, "Boss Ling already knew that the person who attacked him back then was deliberately arranged by you."

Ziwei couldn't help shivering, her eyes widened, and she shook her head again and again, "This is impossible."

"There is nothing impossible about this. With the wisdom of our Boss Ling, there is nothing he can't see through."

Ziwei hugged her hair and let out a mournful wail, turning around and running down the mountain regardless of the small rocks and potholes under her feet, with a bit of a steep mountain road.

A woman's hysterical scream echoed for a long time in the misty mountain stream.

Song Yi looked at Ziwei's direction down the mountain, let out a long breath, turned around, and saw a pair of eyes that were still beautiful, but with a smile that was not a smile.

My heart skipped a beat, the domineering voice just now turned cautious, "Sister-in-law, why are you looking at me like that?"

The corners of Ye Chen's lips still raised slightly, "What about others?"

Staring blankly at Ye Chen's current indifference and determination, a flash of light flashed in Song Yi's mind. He was "deceived". Could it be that the reason Boss Ling was in deep danger just now was to put him, no, more precisely, to Lead Boss Ling out.

Song Yi scratched his head, blinked, with a blank expression on his face, "What about others? Sister-in-law, I can't understand what you're talking about?"

"I asked you where the Lingmo people are?" Ye Chen looked into his eyes, not letting go of any changes in him.

Being looked at by Ye Chen like this, Song Yi was forced to look at her the other way around. At this moment, Song Yi completely understood why his Boss Ling felt that Ziwei and Ye Chen were not the same. Very unlike.

"I...I..." Song Yi looked half embarrassed, half hesitant to speak.

Ye Chen smiled, and didn't press him any more, but stood on tiptoe, and whispered a word a few inches away from his ear.

Only the two of them heard this sentence, and Song Yi's heart trembled when he heard it, then he lowered his head and looked at Ye Chen with an unbelievable gaze.

Ye Chen nodded, his face was still so peaceful, "Take me there."

(End of this chapter)