Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Unexpectedly, I saw the motorcade parked at the door and the bodyguard outside the door.

It must have a big start.

Suddenly disturbed, Dongfang Shijin's face was cold and his eyes were cold.

The horse answered, "our young master also made a temporary intention."

"Yes, yes," the man smiled awkwardly and immediately ordered the people behind him to prepare the ready tea, "why don't you wait in the reception room?"

After all, the facilities and environment here are not very good

"No need," the Oriental world brocade said coldly, with a tone of ice that has not melted for thousands of years.

Ye Qingcheng deliberately stood a little far away from him. Naturally, she could hear the dialogue clearly.

The man's power seems not small, so the matter of Ye Liancheng should be well solved.

Ye Qingcheng felt a little relieved. At the same time, he was puzzled. What was the origin of this man?

Dongfang Shijin just sits in the chief position. Dala has two long legs and is as noble as a king.

"Miss, the young master asked you to sit over," the horse stepped forward.

Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath. Because of the existence of Dongfang Shijin, the surrounding air pressure was much lower.

As soon as Ma Zai opened his mouth, his eyes immediately glanced at Ye Qingcheng

Ye Qingcheng was unnatural, so he had to do so and sat in the chair separated from him.

"I'll let you sit here," said Dongfang Shijin. Her voice was still cold, because the woman's indifference today made him very unhappy.

Ye Qingcheng was not happy, but seeing so many people around him, he could only stand up. Before he could sit down, he fell into a strong embrace.

"You'd better learn to be good," predicted that ye Qingcheng would struggle. Dongfang Shijin threatened and pinched her waist.

Raising his eyes, ye Qingcheng was very angry with his arrogant eyes.

But he had to be captured.

She doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of so many people.

Although few people know ye Qingcheng's identity, she has hardly attended any public occasions for so many years.

Daily life is nothing more than home, between interest and study.

Suddenly, the sound of shackles came, and ye Liancheng in prison clothes was brought in.

The stubble on the face and the hair are a little messy. The face with sharp lines is thinner at the moment.

With a pair of handcuffs.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes widened incredibly. I can't believe that the gentle and handsome Ye Liancheng in the past has become like this?!

be thrown into a panic.

Ye Qingcheng's heart is dripping blood.

A force severely imprisoned her waist and pulled her back.

The policeman pressed him on a chair near the door and stood on both sides of him.

"Brother -" Ye Qingcheng was about to get up, but he was imprisoned.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the man sitting opposite her in disbelief. His face was haggard and pale.