Old love and new love: The president loves his wife too much

Chapter 42 Assassination
Zhang Shuyuan brought the drunk Chu Tian back to her apartment, and after she settled down, she thoughtfully reported Fang Yuehua's safety.

While the old man was relieved, he also added a little bit of affection to this girl, because his prospective daughter-in-law Qiu Chuan would never think of such things.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Shuyuan rested her chin on her hands and stared at Chu Tian's handsome face with fascination.

In his deep sleep, he was less aggressive and more docile, but the sadness between his brows could not be hidden.

Zhang Shuyuan reached out to help him smooth his frowning brows, but found it was futile. She lightly slid her fingertips over the wound on Chutian's face, her eyes were full of pity: "Look, how much you have suffered for her, Why are you still unwilling to give up?"

Zhang Shuyuan didn't expect Chu Tian to respond at this moment, she just felt panicked in her heart, she didn't understand what point she was inferior to Qiu Chuan.

At this moment, the cell phone rang abruptly in the quiet room, and the sound came from Chu Tian's trousers pocket.

Xiumei raised her eyebrows lightly, Zhang Shuyuan took out the phone from Chutian's pocket, and wanted to hang up directly, but after seeing the caller ID, she hesitated,
wife!

Her red lips raised slightly, Zhang Shuyuan's eyes flashed a hint of cunning, she cleared her throat, and pressed the answer button.

Qiuchuan didn't expect the call to be connected, so she was at a loss for a while, but what she didn't expect was that the person who answered the call was actually Zhang Shuyuan,
"Zhang Shuyuan, why is it you?" Qiu Chuan's voice became cold and his expression became serious.

It is past eleven o'clock at night. According to the routine, Chutian should be lying on the bed just after taking a shower, and Qiu Chuan also called at this time.

"Why can't it be me?" Zhang Shuyuan didn't answer the question, her tone was full of disdain and provocation.

"Where's Chutian? Ask him to answer the phone." Qiu Chuan became a little impatient, and she was sober at the moment, who was still a little sleepy.

You know, she made a lot of determination and mustered up the courage to make this call, but she didn't expect this to be the result.

"Ah Tian said he doesn't want to talk to you." Zhang Shuyuan glanced at the sleeping Chu Tian as she spoke, thinking that tonight was another rare opportunity.

On weekdays, Chutian was cold to her, and she rarely had the chance to get close to him. Even if he agreed to date her, she would not feel the sweetness of love at all.

"You let him tell me in person." Qiu Chuan yelled at the phone sharply. This sound not only scared Zhang Shuyuan, but even Ni Tianxue, who was watching TV dramas with earphones, was also disturbed. She took off the earphones and turned to look at her. After she was on the phone, She didn't say anything, just looked puzzled.

"Are you sick?" Zhang Shuyuan rubbed her sore ears, and cursed dissatisfiedly: "I told you the fuck, Ah Tian doesn't want to talk to you, can't you understand human speech?"

"That's what you said, right?" Qiu Chuan also realized that she had lost her composure. She stuck out her tongue at Ni Tianxue and lowered her voice, but her tone was still stiff: "Zhang Shuyuan, don't forget, Chutian and I are husband and wife. If your behavior spreads out, it will damage your image, what will your colleagues and fans think of you then?"

Qiu Chuan's words were poking at the bottom of Zhang Shuyuan's heart, which was also what she was most afraid of, she pursed her lips, and she hung up the phone directly.

Lying on the bed worriedly, the excitement just now was gone, Zhang Shuyuan glanced at Chu Tian beside her, and secretly made up her mind.

If she wanted Chu Tian to divorce Qiu Chuan, she had to.

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Suman sat on the ground with her back against the cold wall, her eyes were red, obviously she had already cried.

Dong Shuqin's words in the afternoon echoed in her mind over and over again like a curse, making her heartbroken.

"Xiaoman, what do you think love is?"

"Xiaoman, do you think you are happy?"

"Xiaoman, have you ever regretted your decision?"

"Xiaoman, remember, never hurt yourself for a man, that's the most stupid."

"Xiaoman, life is short, don't waste time on unworthy people and things."

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With simple but profound questions, Suman asked herself, is it true that she loves An Shaoxuan so much?
He doesn't love her, he doesn't love her at all. Moreover, he is still the son of his own enemy who killed his mother. After so many years of husband and wife, he has never acknowledged her identity, never had any skin relationship with her, or even a relationship between the two of them. There are only a handful of conversations between them. Is this kind of life really what she wants?

No, no!
Su Man shook her head violently. She told herself that she married An Shaoxuan not because of love, but because she wanted to avenge her mother and kill him.

Biting her lip fiercely, Suman slowly got up from the ground. She walked to the bedside table and took out a shiny fruit knife from the drawer.

That was something she had prepared long ago.

Looking at the pitch-black night outside the window, Suman's face was as cold and calm as a female killer. There was a cold light in her eyes, and the knuckles of her right hand holding the fruit knife turned white.

She has already decided to do it tonight.

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The night was dark and thick, the bright moon was cold and bright, and Anjia's villa was silent.

The bodyguard guarding the door didn't know what was going on inside the house, so he yawned laxly and leaned against the wall to take a nap.

The door was pushed open silently, and Su Man walked into An Shaoxuan's room carefully with bare feet, and locked the door behind his back.

Breathing became a little short due to tension, Suman could barely restrain the trembling of her body by holding the knife with both hands, she stood on tiptoe, and moved towards An Shaoxuan's bed step by step.

The cool night breeze blew in through the half-opened window, and the blue curtains fluttered quietly. An Shaoxuan's eyes were closed, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Sweat kept flowing down his forehead, Suman held his breath and bit his lip hard.

She told herself that this man was her enemy, and she could not soften her heart and hesitate.

Raising the fruit knife high, a cold light appeared in her eyes, but after a long time, she did not let go.

His body was as stiff and unable to move as if he had been acupunctured. Looking at An Shaoxuan's peaceful sleeping face, Su Man suddenly hesitated.

no!Or not!Suman, you are a piece of trash!
She cursed herself in her heart, even though she had made such a big resolution a few minutes ago, when it was time to implement it, she still couldn't do it.

Not to mention that An Shaoxuan was the man she loved deeply, even if she wasn't, she wouldn't be able to kill someone right away, after all, this is a living life.

Her palm hurt from the handle of the knife. Suman closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She wanted to try again, the last time.

Desperately thinking about his badness, desperately accumulating hatred in her heart, when she opened her eyes again, there was no panic in Suman's eyes, she pursed her lips tightly, pointed the tip of the knife at An Shaoxuan's heart, and stabbed hard go down.

There was no muffled groan from the man he imagined, nor the disgusting smell of blood. Suman only knew that when her knife was only a few millimeters away from An Shaoxuan's chest, he suddenly opened his eyes and opened her eyes before she had time. When he reacted, he held her wrist tightly.

That powerful foot had already broken Suman's bones, An Shaoxuan stared at her without a trace of confusion in his clear eyes, which proved that he hadn't really fallen asleep just now.

"You..." Suman looked at him sideways, his body trembling slightly, and great fear rose in his heart.

An Shaoxuan's once cold and arrogant face was even more frightening now. Su Man could feel the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Husband..." Su Man softened her tone on purpose, and looked at him pitifully. She wanted to win sympathy and pity, but she forgot that An Shaoxuan was not a sympathetic person.

Especially to her, he was very mean.

"Ah..." His arm was twisted back violently, Su Man frowned in pain, and the knife in his hand dropped in response.

She crawled down on the bed in embarrassment, raised her head to look at An Shaoxuan, her eyes were blurred by tears welling up.

"This is why you married me, right?" An Shaoxuan looked down at her, his gaze was as severe as examining a prisoner, Suman trembled even more under his gaze, and the mixed emotions made her say it for a long time Not a word.

"Heh..." An Shaoxuan sneered. He picked up the fruit knife that was left on the side, and played with it in his hand with disdain. kill me?"

As he spoke, he pressed his fingers hard, and the fruit blade was cut into two pieces, which landed on the bed sheet. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and An Shaoxuan looked at Suman again.

At this moment, her face was pale, her eyes were red and swollen, and her body trembled like fallen leaves in the wind and rain. When An Shaoxuan let go of her hand, she dropped her arms weakly.

The instant relief made Suman heave a sigh of relief, but the soreness lasted for a long time before disappearing.

"My husband... I'm sorry." Suman's voice was so small that she could barely hear her, and at this moment she also realized how stupid and overwhelmed she was.

Who is An Shaoxuan?He has been professionally trained, and several men are not necessarily his opponents, let alone a weak woman like her?

"Go back to your room." An Shaoxuan ordered in a cold voice, and pushed her off his bed.

Because the illness just happened and his body was still a little weak, a layer of cold sweat broke out on An Shaoxuan's forehead, and he started coughing again due to the force just now.

"Honey, are you okay?" Su Man got up from the ground and looked at An Shaoxuan who covered his mouth and coughed with concern. She wanted to check the situation, but was ruthlessly stopped.

"Get out...cough..." An Shaoxuan turned his head and glared at her. After the cough finally stopped, he said again: "Suman, I know you hate me because my father killed your mother. I will not blame you for doing such a thing, and I will even be grateful to you, but it is different now, because I have someone I love, so I must live on, for her."

Su Man was startled when she heard this, and suddenly she realized something, and hurriedly asked, "Do you have someone you love?"

"Yes." An Shaoxuan nodded, thinking of Qiu Chuan, his mouth naturally smiled: "She is the only woman I have ever loved in my life."

So what should I do?

Su Man looked at An Shaoxuan and asked silently, her heart was sour and patient. She knew that what she was afraid of was about to happen, and she was powerless to stop it.

(End of this chapter)