Devil CEO's Sweet Wife

Seeing that his eyes were no less than his own pain, his clenched fist loosened, but he was not willing to look at him again. Don't open his face.

"You go. I don't want to see you again."

After saying that, he has gone to one side, probably very tired. His figure looks very vicissitudes. Gu Xiaoxiao's sight circulates between them for a moment, but finally he catches up.

Li Muran saw the two people walking away and rushed to the direction of the scene. Now the police are collecting evidence and know its importance. He did not rush forward rashly, but went to the police captain on one side.

"I want to know, the female captain?"

Seeing his heavy nodding, he felt that a smell of fishy sweetness rushed up from his throat and spread between his lips and teeth, with endless bitterness, which made him smile bitterly.

More blame at this time, there is no meaning, no matter how painful he is, not to accompany her is his dereliction of duty.

He couldn't bear to think that they had managed to get here, but now it was a thing of the past. He was so weak that he knelt on the ground.

Looking at the direction of the vehicle in the distance, he made a howl. With the lifting of his chin, tears rolled down from his angular outline, which shocked the people present.

Even if he was forced to leave the reform, he did not shed a tear. At this time, he was so sad for his lover, and his feelings deserve their respect.

The captain's face was stiff. He was very sorry for what he had said just now. It was their duty to tell the families of the dead the truth. In his opinion, it was more like a big mistake.

"Mr. Li, please don't be too sad. The identity of the female corpse has not been determined yet."

Li Muran was still looking at the dark car body, as if he had not heard the captain's words at all. At this time, a criminal policeman came over with a bag and looked very dignified.

"Captain, we found a bullet in the tank."

Smell speech, his whole person a spirit, suddenly stood up from the ground, eagle eyes dead staring at the things in the hands of the criminal police, issued a creaking sound, almost to bite his teeth.

Looking back at the car, he was afraid of the last light in the car.

No matter who has poisoned poetry, he will surely make them pay a painful price.

With this in mind, he clenched his hands more and more. Hearing the sound of tire rubbing on the ground from behind, he turned his head and saw that many media in H city were coming.

At this time, they all stretched their necks, hoping to know something related to the case, so as to write a hottest article in front of other companies.

At first, the captain was still patient and answered some simple questions. Later, they went too far and said that he had no comment and left in a hurry.

However, they can only turn their eyes to Li Muran. Although the media are not willing to offend him, but in the attraction of strong interests, the problems become more and more tricky.

"Excuse me, Mr. Li, is the person who had the accident the president of Xing Rushi?"

"May I ask Mr. Li, now that there is something wrong with Mr. Xing, are you going to accept the marriage of the family?"

Seeing the expectation in people's eyes, his thin lips were tight, and his vision was like a sharp knife, sweeping from them, which made them shiver.

"Poetry is not dead. If any of you dare to speak out, I will make him pay the heaviest price regardless of the consequences."

As soon as his words came out, the lights around him really stopped. The media, who were excited just now, looked at each other and made a wise choice and kept silent. They were not stupid enough to offend the current president of Apollo.

Looking at the silent appearance of the media, he did not have any joy in his heart, only endless sadness spread in his heart, mercilessly strangled his lifeline.

Out of the encirclement of the media, he had no mind to go to the company, and drove straight back to the villa, where her faint fragrance still remained.

When I look around, I just feel that she is still busy in the villa. In her eyes, everywhere she goes, she is her figure.

So real, as if it were real, but every time he reached out, she disappeared into the air, leaving him alone.

"Maybe she's too tired to rest in her room."

He suddenly came up with such an idea in his mind. With little hope left, he opened the door, but there was nothing but a quiet room.

After several times of the death of hope, he finally had to admit that she had become a wisp of wind disappeared in his life.

He leaned against the sofa and watched the darkness gradually cover the sky. For the first time, he realized what despair and loneliness were. The emotion that crawled out of his bones almost gnawed his whole person into pieces, which made him have no resistance at all.