Lord Qin Tricks Sweet Wife

As time passed, the clock ticked toward midnight.

The place where Wen Zhizhi stayed was like a maze. The dark street didn't know which road was the exit and which was the dead end. She could only stand under the street lamp with her arms crossed, constantly walking back and forth. Even if the gusts of cold wind made her hair stand on end, there was nothing she could do.

"I wish tomorrow's sun could come out soon." It was as if she felt what was described in several articles she had once taught, that people in the dark were always waiting for the light to appear.

"Zhi Zhi!"

A cold wind was blowing from behind her, and she didn't dare look back, because she had heard the older generation say that there was no turning back in the middle of the night.

"Zhizhi, I'm Jianyan!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Wen Zhizhi suddenly turned her head, but there was no trace of it.

He suddenly felt pain, and his body immediately lost all strength.

"Quick!" Send her back. "

A few people walked out from the shadows and tied up Wen Zhizhi to the car. They thought that they would go to some uninhabited place, then walk around and return to where Qin Hanze lived.

"We're here, go in. I'll have to trouble you this time. " Qin Hanze stood outside the door and spoke to a man. He was about the same height and build, but he looked different. On his clean face, a pair of eyes shone like the stars in the sky.

"It's nothing. It's just a small matter." Before the man entered, he had changed into the clothes that Qin Hanyan had worn before. At first glance, they really did look somewhat similar.

He was a Chinese, and the most outstanding student of hypnosis. He had been invited by the British Supreme Institution to be a professor, but at a young age he had already made his mark. And Qin Hanze only invited him here for one reason, which was to let Wen Zhizhi's spirit be disturbed and punished.

Although the name 'Alloson' made people feel peaceful and comfortable, no one knew that under his hypnotism, everything could be turned upside down.

After entering, An Luoshen lit up the room, immersing the hypnotized person in a fog. As long as one listened to his tone, they could transform into any scene in their dreams. Instead of putting her under hypnosis with a pocket watch, as the general public thought.

"Where, where is this?" Wen Zhizhi was awakened by his consciousness. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a white fog of confusion.

"Zhizhi, come here!" Wen Zhizhi clearly saw that the person not far away was Qin Hanyan.

"Han Yan, is that you?" Wen Zhizhi unconsciously followed in his direction, as if her body was being pulled by someone, as if she had no consciousness of her own.

When it approached him, it suddenly disappeared.

The fog before his eyes gradually dispersed, turning into a road surrounded by cliffs.

"Why does this place look so familiar, could it be!"

Wen Zhizhi looked around and saw a car driving over. Behind her, there was the sound of a flute.

After passing through Wenzhi's body, he crashed straight into the car.

The two cars were overturned on the ground. The deathly still atmosphere made Wen Zhizhi feel the breath of death.

"An Yan, an Yan!" Wen Zhizhi struggled to run towards the overturned car. She couldn't believe the four people in the car, so she was shocked and stood rooted to the spot.

Blood continued to flow out from Qin Hanyan's head, but her eyes were half open as she stared at the glass in front of her, at the spot where Wen Zhizhi was standing.

Then two people came to the scene and took her away, while the rest of them remained in the car.

"Don't leave! Hurry and save them, there's still someone here! " No matter how Wen Zhizhi shouted, no one would answer her.

"How could this be? Han Yan, I really don't know anything. "I've been looking for you for the past few years, I didn't expect …" At this moment, Wen Zhizhi's face was covered in tears. Her right hand covered half of her face as tears dripped from her fingertips onto the ground. Looking at the despair in Qin Hanyan's eyes, Wen Zhizhi felt her heart ache but was unable to recover.

"Zhizhi, why didn't you come back to save me?"

"Zhizhi, do you know that I've been waiting for you all this time!"

"Zhizhi, my head hurts so much, I can't move anymore."

Qin Hanyan's voice resounded in her ears. It was deep and hollow, terrifying to the extreme.

"Sorry Han Yan, I didn't know anything at the time. After I woke up, I went to another place. I wanted to go find you, but I couldn't find you no matter what! "

Wen Zhizhi stared into Qin Hanyan's eyes as she lay in the car. She discovered that he had suddenly widened his eyes. The viciousness in his eyes was completely different from the previous him.

"Since that's the case, come down and accompany me!"

Qin Hanyan's bloody hand grabbed Wen Zhizhi's neck, tightening its grip so tightly that she couldn't breathe.

"Embroidery... I, I can't even breathe! "

Seeing Wen Zhizhi's pitiful appearance, a sinister smile appeared on Qin Hanyan's face, causing her to feel a sense of unfamiliarity.

"A woman like you should die!"

"No, no, no!" Wen Zhizhi screamed with all her might, her voice resonating through the entire valley.

In reality, Wen Zhizhi who was sleeping in a dream suddenly sat up, nervously breathing in and out of breath. As she breathed in the fresh air, she felt a pain in her throat.

"Sesame." Alloson used the voice-changer to stand behind her, and when she turned around, he knocked her out.

"Alright, it's done!" He clapped his hands, changed his clothes, and went out.

Qin Hanze stood outside the door and looked at everything inside. Every word he heard from Wen Zhizhi made him want to immediately end this woman.

"Thanks for your trouble. I know you still have a meeting. I've already bought the plane ticket for you." Qin Hanze pulled out a plane ticket from his jacket pocket and handed it to him.

"Thank you!" I left.

Qin Hanze ordered someone to clean up Qin Hanyan's clothes, then he walked into the room and carried Wen Zhizhi, who was lying on the rattan chair, back to the bed.

Sensing someone touching her, Wen Zhizhi subconsciously shouted, "No, not me!"

Qin Hanze grabbed the waving hand, his lips curving into a cold smile that made people tremble in fear.

The warm palm gave Wen Zhizhi an inexplicable sense of security. Immediately, she opened her eyes with all her might.

"Han Ze?"

When Wen Zhizhi saw that Qin Hanze was looking at her with worry, she immediately felt incomparably at ease.

"Hmm? Did you have a nightmare? " Qin Hanze covered her with a blanket and lifted his hand to stroke her forehead, tidying up her messy bangs.

"Yes." When did you come back? " Wen Zhizhi looked out the window and saw that it was still pitch-black. She guessed that it was probably late at night.

"I was worried about you being alone, so I came back to take a look."

Wenzhi tugged at the quilt in her hands. When she thought that Qin Hanze might leave, she once again felt uneasy and fear rose up in her heart.

"Then are you still going?" Wen Zhizhi asked timidly. She couldn't just say that she was a coward, or else she would lose a lot of face.

"What is it? You want me to stay? " Qin Hanze bent over Wen Zhizhi's face. The masculine scent wafted from her face, forcing Wen Zhizhi to blush.