Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 471 The Perfect Conspiracy (2)
Ye Chen seemed to be extremely tired and tired, leaning his head on the back of the seat and closing his eyes.

Song Yi reached for the cell phone in his pocket, took it out and put it on the dashboard, because he wasn't sure if Ye Chen was really asleep or just closed his eyes, he didn't dare to call Ling Mo, but At a traffic light, while waiting for the red light, quickly edited a short message and sent it out.

Ziwei looked at the old man in front of her who could be her father. She smelled an unpleasant smell, and she almost vomited.

This man is the gatekeeper of this lunatic asylum. The reason why Ziwei is willing to be crushed under him, and deliberately please, is just...

In the cold and dark room, there was the muffled sound of a sharp object being inserted into the flesh, and the man grunted in pain, "You..." In the darkness, he stared at the woman still under him with disbelief on his face.

"What's the matter with me?" Ziwei sneered, with her delicate hands, she gently lifted the person on her body, and she had already rolled to the ground. The ground here is made of pure cement. In winter, besides the cold, it is still cold, but it is her who is colder voice, "Uncle Xu, do you really think that my advantage is for nothing?"

Thinking that the virgin body was given to this man who was old enough to be her father and had age spots on his skin, his teeth itch with hatred.

The left chest, where the heart was beating, was stabbed right in the middle. The person Ziwei called Uncle Xu had lost all strength, and his mouth opened like a fish about to die, "You... so... vicious... you ..."

"There's a knife on Sezi's head, you've lived to this age, you haven't heard of it!" Ziwei sneered, sat up from the bed, and put on the clothes scattered on the floor one by one.

Old Xu stretched out his hand, tremblingly wanting to grab her, "You... this... bitch..."

Ziwei raised her foot, and in the darkness without a trace of light, she accurately stepped on the old hand, "Although I gave it to you for the first time, I feel disgusting and at a disadvantage, but I have to Said, I still want to thank you, thank you for letting me use your mobile phone, thank you for opening the door to let Ye Chen in, and thank you more..."

She stood up, took one side of the mask and put it on her face, "Help me find someone to make such a perfect mask."

Old Xu let out a whining sound from his throat, tilted his head, and lost his breath. The wound on his chest was already a fatal wound. After being touched by Ziwei, the blood flow all over his body accelerated, which also accelerated his death.

After kicking him to make sure he was really dead, Ziwei fumbled around him and quickly found a bunch of keys from his waist.

That night, when Ye Chen was on his way home, many things happened in the asylum in the west of the city. For example, Lao Xu, the gatekeeper, was killed. The person was released.

The current Ye Chen has no idea that he has fallen into a trap unknowingly.

Such a perfect trap is impeccably approaching Ye Chen step by step, but anyone who understands the powerful relationship between them will know that this conspiracy seems to be aimed at Ye Chen, but in fact it is the man named Ling Mo standing behind her. man.

Song Yi's speed is naturally very fast, but within 10 minutes, the car has already stopped at the entrance of the villa. If it wasn't for a few classmates gathering tonight, he would also come to Boss Ling's house for dinner, and he would not have met Ye Chen.

After pulling the handbrake, she was thinking about how to remind the people around her, but that person opened her eyes, and she said to Song Yi, "Thank you, good night."

Song Yi wanted to send Ye Chen off the car, but he was stunned for a moment, and Ye Chen had already walked in and closed the iron door.

It was very late at night, Song Yi yelled, and without thinking much, he turned the car and drove towards his residence.

When Ye Chen opened the door and entered, the confinement wife had just come out of the kitchen, holding a kettle in her hand, she greeted Ye Chen respectfully, "Mrs. Ling, you are back."

Ye Chen nodded, his face was full of tiredness, "Yeah." Looking upstairs, he remembered something, and asked again: "Is Ling Mo awake?"

Yuesao lowered her head, "Yes."

Ye Chen didn't think much about why the confinement sister-in-law didn't dare to look her in the eyes, and then she remembered something, and she took back the foot that had just walked up the two stairs.

"Mrs. Ling, aren't you going back to your room?" Yue Yue looked at her with strange eyes.

"I'll go later." Ye Chen walked towards the guest room on the first floor, where there were her temporary clothes and the bathroom, after all, the madhouse is not a good place, she wanted to take a shower before going to see the babies.

The confinement wife didn't say any more, she took the kettle and walked upstairs, but she was secretly relieved.

After Ye Chen pushed open the door of the guest room, he didn't turn on the light immediately, but leaned against the door in the dark, holding his breath, trying to clear his mind.

After thinking for a long time, her temples were throbbing with pain, she didn't sort out anything, she called the wall lamp, went to the closet to pick up the clothes placed here, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

It seemed that he knew something was wrong, and he was also very upset. The two baby dolls were surprisingly quiet and made no sound at all, and Ye Chen temporarily lay on the bed in the guest room because he didn't hear the voices of the two children.

Eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling in a daze with a clear mind, Song Yi doesn't seem to be lying, and Ziwei doesn't seem to be lying either, so what is wrong with it?

Ye Chen really couldn't figure it out. In the end, she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep while thinking about it.

The next day, Ye Chen was woken up by two clear and moving children's voices. When she opened her eyes, she almost jumped off the bed like a spring.

She was stunned by such a sensitive reaction of her own. In her memory, except when she was a child, she had never been so quick. Could it be that all the poison on her body was really cured?
Yiyi's babbling voice drifted closer, Ye Chen lifted the quilt, got out of bed, just put on her shoes, the door was pushed open, and it was her pink and tender daughter who came in.

The confinement sister put a butterfly hair clip on her soft black hair today, very very cute, like a Barbie doll.

Ye Chen didn't care about putting on his shoes, let alone put on his coat, walked towards his baby, and stretched out his hand, "Good baby, you woke up so early, let mom hug you."

(End of this chapter)