Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

Los Angeles, USA, this is an upscale hotel suite with exquisite and luxurious furnishings, but it makes people feel empty and deserted.

Outside the window is a piece of brilliant lights, the man in the window, is leaning against the window. His thick eyebrows were twisted together, his long fingers were holding a cigarette, and some of them were absentmindedly spitting out cigarette rings.

The project was handled smoothly, and Qi Aozhi estimated that he could rush back to China early. Don't know why, his people here, but the heart has been empty. When he thought that it would not take long for him to return home, he was a little excited. No matter how reluctant to admit it, he actually wanted to go back to the apartment and guard the people in the apartment.

He shook his head and put his forehead against the cold window glass, hoping to wake himself up. He should hate her to the bone. Why can't he hate her more and more? Isn't he going to torture her, knock her down and hurry? Why, every time he hurt her, his heart would hurt three points?

He rubbed his temple with his hand, then raised his forehead from the cold glass and walked back to the house slowly. He choked out the cigarette in his hand and leaned on the sofa. What he saw was a pair of black and white eyes with long eyelashes flickering. I was still in pity. He sighed for a long time, and thought of her more deeply.

He tried his best to get rid of this emotion. He sat upright, opened the laptop on the coffee table, and began to force himself to do other things to distract his energy. He could not let his emotion be led by others.

He randomly points the mouse and browses the domestic web pages. When he clicks into a website of S City, his hand suddenly shakes greatly, and his whole body muscles tenses instantly. His dark eyes stare at a line of eye-catching headlines: famous family qianjinlin quickly hooks up the young doctor after his injury

He clenched his slender knuckles a little bit, showing a frightening bluish white. He turned on the video, and the beautiful pictures in the computer made him almost unable to believe that the heroine was really Lin Yiwan.

She was only wearing a very thin Pajama, with a crisp chest and half exposed, and her delicate lips slightly opened to meet the man holding her. Her face was intoxicating red. And that damned man is Mencius.

He watched Mencius kiss the woman's lips, and the woman just wrapped in gauze, then immediately cling to it, as if to burn, the gentle exhortation sounds so unbearable in his ears.

Qi Aozhi's eyes were full of anger and disbelief.

She has always been cold and alienated under him. It turns out that she also has such a passionate side. He couldn't look any more. He picked up the computer and fell under the table. Feel still not Jieqi, and step forward, the wreckage of the laptop fiercely kicked to the corner.

His breathing is short and disordered. Isn't Lin Yiwan locked up in his apartment? Why did he suddenly fall into the arms of Mencius? He angrily picked up the phone from the desk, just about to dial the number, the mobile phone rang at the same time.

He looked at the caller ID, and it was Wu Yue. He was about to ask him the truth. He angrily pressed the answer button and almost cried to the microphone: "Wu Yue, what the hell are you doing? Where is Lin Yiwan now? Don't I want you to take a good look at her?"

On the phone, Wu Yue's voice came from Ai Ai: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qi, it's because I don't work hard and I don't care about Miss Lin. Mencius sent someone to stare at us and then took Miss Lin away by force. "