Celebrated Family's Grand Marriage

In the night Chu looks forward to the eyes, she gave such an answer, then, carrying a backpack to go out.

Ye Chu's face was immediately disappointed, but he didn't give up. He quickly caught up with Shen Yi and said, "sister Xiaoyi, we all know each other. Besides, elder brother Tang Yun is also our common friend. As the saying goes, friends of friends are also friends. Can you bear to refuse me like this?"

"Bear it."

Shen Yi didn't think about it. Without hesitation, he threw out such two words. The expression on night Chu's face suddenly froze, "Xiao Yi Jie..."

"And..."

Shen Yi turned around and laughed at Chu evil spirits. "You are wrong. Tang Yun is not my friend."

"No, is it the enemy?"

Yechu laughed jokingly.

"The enemy is not, to be exact, a stranger."

With a smile, she corrected Yechu's judgment and waved goodbye to him.

But listening to the voice of questioning from night Chu, "how can it be? Since it is a stranger, how can he let me find a way to protect you and not let anyone hurt you? Tang Yun I know is not a person who cares about strangers. "

Ye Chu's words had no deep meaning. Shen Yi couldn't hear them. However, his words made Shen Yi's heart startled again, and his walking steps suddenly stopped.

In her heart, because of Ye Chu's words, she was stirred up again. She looked back and couldn't believe it. She didn't speak for a long time.

Shen Yi's response satisfied Yechu, and his smile began to rise, revealing his neat and white teeth.

"I guess your relationship is not simple. To tell you the truth, I am the one who can make Tang Yun's eyes on me. Chu's identity is definitely not simple this night. When she was on Franklin avenue that day, the battles of the bodyguards around him also made her understand Yechu's not so simple identity.

However, she was not interested in Yechu, who had only met two sides this time. She was even less interested in knowing what kind of identity and background he was and what kind of relationship he had with Tang Yun.

After Shen Yi finished this long speech, he left without looking back, but his heart, which had never been completely calmed down, caused a storm again because of what he had said just now.

Hell Gate -

Ye Ming is sitting in the Oval Office, the screen in front of him has just darkened, and his beautiful and helpless face is flowing with some complexity.

Thin lips, at this time pursed into a line.

Although this international long-distance video call has ended, he has deep eyes, always staring at the LCD projector.

The slender fingertips hanging on the side of the body seemed to be tightly clenched by something they were trying to restrain.

She At last.

Night Ming's pupil, shrunk, deep not to see the bottom of the eyes, showing people the shivering cold.

He didn't know what mood he was in at the moment? Expecting? Or anger?

She came back, he looked for her for so many years, she finally appeared, but she appeared, not because of him, but because of another man.

Night Ming put on the table that slender fingertips, once again clenched into a fist.

You cold eyes, in the next second and pull down a few temperatures.

"Song Anning, it's time to pay back what you owe me."

He almost said this sentence with his teeth clenched.

When song Anning appeared at the gate of hell and stood in front of Yeming, it was already three days later.

"Little Lord."

Song Anning's subordinates appear in night Ming's office. The expression on his face is somewhat complicated.

Song Anning, this name, this face, in the whole hell gate, no one will feel strange, and no one is not clear about the relationship between her and Yeming.

It is for this reason that when they see song Anning, their looks are complicated, just like the night light at the moment.

"You go out first."

A few seconds later, night Ming's low and cold voice rings in the office. Although he speaks to his subordinates, his eyes stop on Song Anning's body and does not move half a minute.

When he heard night Ming's voice without temperature again, song Anning took great efforts to calm down his heartbeat and became crazy again.

When the subordinates go out, the sound of closing the door gently touches, but song Anning's heart suddenly trembles.

Although five years ago, she had expected that sooner or later she would have a life and death struggle with Yeming. However, when she really faced him, when she looked at his eyes which were too deep but cold to peel her skin and bone, her heart was still twisted together.

She has made all the psychological preparations for her trip. The worst result is death. She can die in front of her, or she will die in a strange land. She will never meet again in this lifetime.

She looked at Yeming without saying a word, and Yeming was also looking at her. No one spoke to each other first. The atmosphere in the whole office seemed to crush song Anning directly.Time, bit by bit, song Anning's original peace of mind, also in the confrontation with night Ming, a little bit of the past.

Originally quiet eyes, also began to drift a little bit.

At last, song Anning began to lose her breath. She looked at Yeming and took a deep breath. She was about to make a sound when she saw that Yeming, who had been sitting at her desk, had finally made a move.

He stood up, walked step by step on long, straight legs, and then stood in front of her.

The tall figure, covering all the bright and cold temperature in front of song Anning, agglomerates into ice in front of her, wrapping her whole person.

In addition, Yeming's deep eyes stopped on her face, just like a mountain, which oppressed song Anning and made her feel suffocated.

She pursed her lips and twisted her eyebrows. She was thinking about how to open her mouth. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from her chin. Yeming's two fingers were pressing her jaw, forcing her to raise her face and look at him. The strength of her hands was also tightening little by little. The pain made song Anning's body tremble.

In the eyes, inadvertently revealed a bit of fear, in the night Ming body out of the cold air field, is to deepen a few.

"I've been hiding for five years. Now come out and see me. It's not for nothing?"

Night Ming looks at her, the corners of his mouth hook up a trace of ridicule.

Song Anning's hand hanging on the side of his body clenched and loosened, then clenched again. The palm of his hand did not know when it had been covered with a layer of cold sweat.

She tried to calm herself down and met the eyes of night Ming. She said calmly: "sooner or later you will find out. It's better to appear by yourself. At least, death must be dignified."

Night Ming looked at her, calm as a beach of deep water, can not stir up a little ripple.

The more so, the stronger the anger of night Ming's heart.

Why, why did he live so peacefully these years.

Anger, gradually extended to the fingertips, buckle song Anning's chin, hurt her face also suddenly pan out a trace of pale.

"Is it appropriate to mention such a heavy topic as soon as we meet?"

There was a smile in his mouth, but the smile was frightening to the bottom of his feet.

"The night young Lord hates me so much, don't you want to kill me?"

She gritted her teeth and endured the sharp pain coming from her chin. She spoke easily, but the pallor on her face deepened a few times.

"Oh."

Night Ming sent out a sneer like smile, smile, still cold to the extreme, "kill you is sooner or later, but before you kill, we meet again for a long time, shouldn't we talk about something happy?"

Happy thing?

Song Ming's face was not clear.

Is there anything happy to talk about between her and him?

A pain in her heart, looking at the cold smile of night Ming's mouth, so piercing, so penetrating, so frightening.

He didn't dare to look at him, but he had to look directly at him.

She found that the night in front of her was even more terrifying than death.

His jaw hurt as if he had lost consciousness, as if he had been unloaded by night Ming.

Suddenly, night Ming a force, the strength of the hand a turn, directly she pressed in the office wall.

Then, night Ming's face in her frightened eyes, pressed down, close to the face, is to let her realize the smell of inhumanity emanating from him.

"The happiest things between men and women are those things in the bed? Although after five years, I think you are not unfamiliar with it? "

Speaking, night Ming lip corner Sen cold erodible smile, and deepened.

Song Anning is frightened by his words and struggles instinctively. He wants to escape from the hand of Yeming. However, Yeming has a great power. In front of him, this weak strength seems to be beyond his capacity.

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