Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

"You let go of me!" Qianxia fiercely shook off his hand and suddenly felt that he mentioned his throat in one breath. It became very difficult to breathe, and the sharp pain spread in his body. "President ye, I don't care what kind of past grievances you have with your wife, but I'm not her. Please don't take me as her substitute."

"Tang qianxia!"

Ye Shengyan suddenly roared angrily, and the strength of holding her wrist was almost out of control.

Qianxia suddenly stagnated. When she heard him call herself in such a tone, her first feeling was that he was angry, but then she laughed at herself deeply, "I'm sorry, I said it many times. I'm pansy. I can't understand Chinese!"

"Still loaded? Now you're still pretending with me? "

Ye Shengyan seemed to be extremely angry. Too many unexplained emotions rushed into his heart. He felt that he was out of control. "Well, you don't recognize you as Tang qianxia, do you? Then I'll ask you. If you can answer one by one, I believe you!"

"You ask!"

Qianxia stubbornly raised his head and looked at his eyes for a moment.

At this time, aunt Fang, who heard the noise downstairs, immediately went upstairs, "young master, young grandmother, what happened?"

"Aunt Fang, please go out. We have something to say!"

Night Shengyan didn't even have a head, but stared at qianxia with a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Oh!" Aunt fang had no choice but to close the door and go downstairs.

There was a tense stalemate in the air, eyes looking at each other, sharp and almost bloody.

Qianxia stubbornly pursed her lips and glanced at his increasingly dark eyes. She smiled and her voice was extremely cold, "President ye, haven't you thought about what to say?"

"Tang qianxia, you have a long skill and know how to force me?"

The night Saint Yan narrowed his eyes, the light of his eyes dropped, and cast a shadow under his eyelids, but it became blurred under the backlight.

"As like as two peas," you want to hear, OK, I will do a good job for you. First, you say you are not Tang Qianxia, then how do you explain the same Chinese and the same? Second, you say you are not Tang qianxia. Why are you so afraid when you face me? What are you afraid of? Afraid I'll find you? Third, after returning here, how do you explain the reasons for your gaffe? Facing aunt Fang, Yang Qing, you may be so quiet. What about Tang Zixuan? What are you panicking about, what are you running about! "

The first time I heard him yell so many words at himself in this tone, qianxia was suddenly stunned and didn't know how to respond.

"Can't you explain? If you can't explain, don't deny to me again and again that you are a matter of Tang qianxia! "

"I'm not, I'm not!!"

Qianxia suddenly became very excited. She desperately wanted to get rid of his hand, but her wrist was red and painful, but she couldn't escape his clamp.

With a smile, the night Saint Yan pinched her jaw and approached with a pair of demon eyes, "Tang qianxia, maybe you can give up everything here, but there is one person you should not forget!"

Qianxia suddenly opened her eyes, and an inexplicable uneasiness spread. With his actions, she forced her to a desperate situation.

Several black B-ultrasound photos calmly broke into our eyes, like a dusty past. They were forced to uncover the scars and expose the bloody wounds, which made people feel extremely painful in an instant.

"Qianqian, remember him, our baby!"