My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

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When you leave, the mirror that hangs in the air will be closed, as if it has never appeared.

Silence for a moment, Jane, suddenly red eyes, squatting down to the jade snow!

Yu Xue condensed the phoenix and phoenix, and said with a smile: "Little girl, what are you doing?"

"Predecessors, I know, you can take me out, ask you to take me out..." Jane biting silver teeth, it is difficult to hide the hatred of the moment.

Yu Xue Ning's filigree jade fingers rolled a glimpse of blue silk, and smiled and looked at her for a while, saying: "You really can, use your strength to change the situation outside?"

"I don't know," Jane groaned in pain. "But I have never seen it. He shows the kind of desperation... I can't imagine how a man like him would be so sad. It seems so weak..."

Yu Xue sighed softly. "I can take you out, but I won't..."

"Why!?" Jane looked up inexplicably. "Are you not facing Yang Chen!?"

Yu Xue swayed his head. "I just want to believe that your man can face this fate by himself. Since I have defaulted to the arrangement of Meng Xiaoyao, then I will not suddenly repent. This is my trust in myself. It is also the trust of Yang Chen."

Looking at the glimmering light in the jade snow, Jane bit his red lips and bowed his head.

......

After the seventh day, Huaxia Zhonghai.

Due to the geographical location of the China Sea, the water vapor is abundant and there is no barrier. Under the cold current erosion, the temperature here has already come to the day and the temperature is minus ten degrees.

At this time, it has almost become an empty city, except for some lonely old people who are still trying to survive, women and children, young and strong people, almost all left the city with a mouthful.

On the street that was once bustling, there was no pedestrian passing at noon.

What is creepy is that from time to time there are some frozen tramps, cockroaches, and some dead people who died because of riots.

Some of these corpses have been swallowed by life-threatening rodents, causing many bodies to be crippled and bloody.

However, the blood is also coagulated, and the body does not smell or rot at low temperatures. If it is a common summer, at this time, it is likely that the plague has occurred because of the high temperature.

In the central business district, those dazzling shops, most of which have been looted or destroyed by snoring.

The army and the police have given up here, and naturally no one will manage it.

Rather than saying that this is an international metropolis, it is better to say that at this time it is just a coveted old man who is freezing to death, a land of ice that slowly moves toward **** on earth.

On the street of the bar in Xicheng District, a façade has been smashed into a small, dilapidated bar.

Messy damaged tables and chairs, overturned sofas, and garbage and empty bottles on the ground.

It was such a place with some musty and stench, a young man lying on a red hard sofa against the wall.

The men's clothes are all dirty, stained with various colors of wine, the hair is messy, and the smell of wine is scented underneath.

The face has a purple red color caused by continuous hangover, and a pair of eyeballs are covered with exposed blood.

Under the sofa, I don’t know how many empty bottles are full of drinks. If I have finished drinking, I will throw them away when I drink half.

These are the drinks found in the basement of the bar, which happened to be lost in the fleeing escape.

The man's eyes were a bit sloppy, so he looked at a corner not far away, and sometimes the mouth seemed to have a smile, and sometimes he was painfully playing a wine cellar, like a patient with abnormal mentality.

This man, naturally, wandered aimlessly for two days and returned to Yang Chen in China.

I don't know how, Yang Chen took a step and unwittingly came to this small bar that once met Lin Ruoxi.

Time passes, things are human.

In the past, perhaps the two are ridiculous, but have sweet memories.

But at this time, this place, in the eyes of Yang Chen, became the beginning of deception.

Yang Chen used his leaf barrier to hide all his cultivation and breath, because he didn't want to be disturbed by anyone, and he didn't want to see anyone.

After looking for a lot of alcohol, I lay on the sofa and filled it with a bottle and bottle.

Deliberately let your nerves accept the baptism of alcohol, perhaps want to anesthetize yourself, perhaps want to be so drunk.

Yang Chen even has a line of thoughts. If he is an ordinary person, he can drink and die all the time. That is not bad...

But my family and daughter are in my mind, and I feel a powerless collapse. I can’t die, but I’m not as good as death...

This place is quiet and terrible. No one can find the man in the dark corner except the roaring wind in the middle of the night.

Until the seventh day of the seventh day, finally there was a man who took a light step and stepped on the tide of the earth and walked in.

Yang Chen was lying on the sofa, drunk, and in the eyes of the eyes, there was a glimmer of light, but it was fleeting, as if he didn't notice someone approaching himself.

When the came to the sofa, he stood for a while and looked at Yang Chen, who didn't have a thought, showing a sigh of smile.

"Idiot, idiot, you meet her, but the mirror is full of water, but the various things on the way, but not the eyes, you must be obsessed."

Yang Chen writhed his body down, turned over, and turned his back to Meng.

"roll……"

Yang Chen spoke a word, and he didn't want to say anything else.

Meng Xiaoyao can not help but smile, it seems that Yang Chen looked drunk, but in reality he is still awake, even if he does not introduce himself, he was also guessed who it is.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess who is able to find him when Yang Chen uses a leaf barrier.

Meng Xiaoyao is not angry with Yang Chen’s rudeness. In fact, he does not care what other people are about him.

Instead, he nodded his head and took a chair and sat next to Yang Chen. He said: "There is no living, no life, no confidence, no real life. If you see each other, you will see it. Perseverance, intention to live in..."

"roll……"

Yang Chen's tone aggravated, faintly containing anger, once again interrupted the words of Meng Xiaoyao.

No phase? Reality?

If Buddhism can penetrate the world of love and hatred, then with his understanding, there are so many entanglements.

Meng Xiaoyao half-opened his mouth and felt that he was a bit ridiculous. This little guy is a child in his twenties. Even if he has potential, he is still a child.

He talked to him, and he told me what he said.

For Yang Chen to let him "roll", he is not at ease.

After thinking about it for a moment, I thought about what I thought of, nodded, and said again: "As far as the earth that human beings explored in ancient times knows, a trillion-dollar asteroid hit the earth 65 million years ago.

The speed of the asteroid exceeds 83,000 kilometers per hour, and its power is equivalent to equalizing 30 million nuclear warheads at the same time.

It can be said that the asteroid destroyed all life on earth at that time, and every 10 million years, such a big impact could occur. In other words, every 10 million years, the earth may be destroyed once.

Small-scale celestial impacts can occur all the time.

Just 50,000 years ago, China’s fascinating group of people danced in the era of the sacred demon, at that time, a meteorite hit the desert of Arizona, now owned by the United States.

After the fall of the meteorite, 175 million tons of rock and sand were thrown into the sky, leaving a huge pit six to seven kilometers wide and nearly two hundred meters deep. This giant pit, now codenamed 'Diabro Canyon'.

At that time, the meteorite was only a hundred and thirty feet, which is equivalent to the current small jet.

When it fell, the high temperature of 1659 degrees Celsius melted the rocks in the desert. The sand and gravel generated by the impact reached two to three times the speed of the rifle bullets, spreading three to six miles around...

At that speed, any people and animals around him could not be spared. Most of the indigenous people at that time were directly exposed to the body in the inexplicable situation, and the bones were directly penetrated..."

Having said that, Yang Chen finally did not let him roll again.

Slowly, Yang Chen got up and turned his head, looking at the smiling face, and gloomy: "What do you want to say."