Devil CEO's Sweet Wife

Even so, she still dialed Qin Yuhua's phone, the phone rang four times before being picked up slowly.

"Mom, where are you now?"

Hearing the sound, William's heart gushed a bit of pleasure, turned back to look at Qin Yuhua in general, word by word.

"Qin Ran Ran Ran, I am not your mother, but she is in my hands now."

Hearing the familiar voice, Qin Ran Ran Ran was struck by lightning. He was suddenly stunned at the spot, clutching the phone in his hand. His knuckles became white because of his excessive force.

I didn't expect Qin Yuhua to be in his hands. His face was awe inspiring, and he also had a bit of gnashing teeth in his speech.

"What do you want to do? Why kidnap my mother? "

William dropped his goblet on the ground heavily, and her voice was full of fury. Now, it's wishful thinking for her to leave them.

"Hum, you know what you have done yourself. I want you to transfer Xiao Zhenhai's vault."

Qin Ran Ran Ran almost broke his silver teeth when he realized that he was playing the idea of the old man's treasury. However, he thought that his mother had to agree with him.

"I can't do it alone. The old man seems to be on guard against me."

When the goal was achieved, William's mood eased down. He pulled the cloth out of Qin Yuhua's mouth, grabbed her hair in his hand and pulled it back.

"I can ask someone to help you, but you'd better not play tricks, or your mother will be the first to die."

Hearing Qin Yuhua's shrill cry on the phone, Qin Ran Ran's anger has already rushed to the top of her heart. At this time, she is burning her reason. When she is close to the edge of violence, she wakes up in the scream of her mother.

"I see."

Seeing her promise to come down, William showed a satisfied smile and closed the line. Qin Ran Ran sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the black screen. His black eyes seemed like a black hole. He didn't see the slightest emotion, as if he wanted to suck everything in.

Recalling what happened just now, I felt a lot better when I hit the bed with a punch and heard a dull sound.

She clenched her hands slightly, and there was a chill on her lips. Since William had forced her into this position, she could not make him feel better.

The rain outside the window seems to be pouring down a lot. It hits the window and makes a popping sound, but it still doesn't cover up the business of car engines. Shen Qingyou, who is sitting on the sofa playing games with two children, hears the news outside, and his mind flies out for a long time.

See Li Muran from the dark came in, eye frame black, eyebrows twisted into a ball, a heart seems to be pulled up in general.

"Are you ok?"

Hearing her own voice, she was also startled. She looked at him in a hurry and saw the smile in his eyes. Her cheek was a little hot.

"It's OK. It worries you."

On hearing this, she felt that the conversation just now seemed like a husband and wife, with a little sweetness at the bottom of her heart. When she thought of her dead wife, she could not help but feel bitter between her lips and teeth. She also felt that he regarded himself as a substitute for her dead wife.

Some bitter smile, no trace of shaking his head, those absurd ideas out of the mind, the face has been restored to the past.

"I'm a little tired. I'll go back to my room and have a rest."

Looking at her disappearing at the corner of the stairs, recently, because of dealing with Yang Fan's irritability, she was blown away by the breeze. She was refreshed and her brow wrinkles naturally spread.

It seems that the recent efforts are still very effective, since she can not remember, it is better to let her fall in love with herself again.

Two Meng Bao heard their conversation, put on a coat, ran out of the bedroom and winked at him twice.

"Daddy, didn't you say you won't come back recently?"

Seeing the two children hint at themselves, he couldn't help laughing. Although he was answering the two children's questions, his eyes were glued to the quiet door.

"I came back to have a look because I was worried about you and Mr. Shen."

Originally thought he was worried about his two children, when he heard him mention himself, Shen Qingyou, who was locking the door, felt a smile.

As if he cared, it was not as bad as imagined, and even with a sense of happiness, has been pounding her heart.

Dozing on the eyes, the two people in the past three months, as if walking a lantern in general, one by one in her eyes, all the good he had for her, for a time in her mind is very clear, let her heart moved, and even have a feeling that he is good to himself, has been thousands of times.

The memory of the man who appeared several times in her memory gradually began to become clear, but it was still difficult to identify who he was.

However, looking at his appearance, Shen Qingyou felt that he was very similar to Li Muran.

Aware of this, she opened her eyes, remembered what he had said before, recalled his well preserved portrait, and formed in her mind an answer that had previously seemed impossible to her.