Overbearing CEO Dotes on His Wife

The eyes suddenly gaped. In a flash, the blood all over the body seemed to freeze. The blood on jiqianyu's face was also rustling and clean:

seal Feng Ting?

At this time, slowly turn around, the cold face is also a little bit clear, delicate and impeccable. Under the soft light and shadow, the face of Shendi, the lazy posture and the noble breath are familiar to people's hearts and souls, but more strongly, it is the chill chill that comes from the bones.

The sight is flustered. The top suites, high-end equipment and even clear hospital smell like disinfectant water. But the tidiness and cleanness of the hospital make jiqianyu clearly aware of the fact that this is the top ward of equipment, but there is no breath or trace of patients.

Such a clean and tidy room, coupled with the man standing in front of her, reminds me that there is no one to stop her when she enters. All this only shows one thing:

this room is for her!

With his shoulders shrunk, jiqianyu's mouth opened wide and his lips were blue and purple. He took a step back unconsciously. She turned around and ran to the door. She knocked all the suitcases on the ground and got up. At first, she rushed to the door like a wolf chased cub. She pulled the handle and the door rattled How can the thread not be pulled apart without moving:

"what's the matter?"

Why can't you open this door?

I can't do it flustered. The familiar and strange voice behind me said, "where else do you want to escape?"

Turning around quickly, I saw that the black shadow had come out of the screen. At this time, I was standing in front of her with a few steps. My posture was elegant, and I was still not in a hurry. I was holding my breath and my eyes were full of jiqianyu. A heart also mentioned my voice.

Although she has made all the psychological preparations, and even spent nearly half a year to digest all this, but suddenly in the face of him, Ji Qianyu found that no matter a back, a look or a breath, it would turn into a thousand sharp edges and stab her in the heart, just looking at him, she would hurt, as if she was going to die.

No, she can muddle along.

At first sight, jiqianyu found that he was the thorn growing from the tip of his heart. He could not pull it out at all. He had to pull it out unless he gouged out the whole heart.

Coincidentally, Feng Yiting's heart and lungs are not inferior to her. However, in addition to the pain, Feng Yiting has another feeling - hate, strong hate. Especially after seeing someone who is not only fat, but also eager to escape, his heart's hate is like the flood of river tide, which cannot be controlled at all.

How comfortable does she have to be? Can she gain a round in a half year?

But for hundreds of days and nights, he was missing her and could not sleep at night.

This heartless, damned woman!

In hatred, Feng Yiting naturally won't distinguish between fat and puffiness, and won't consider the cause of her ugly face. Ji Qianyu is fat, but it's obviously unhealthy puffiness. In the past half year, she has been doing charity in poor areas, and her eating is not good, and her sleeping is not good, but in fact, not all the poor are skinny, and all the rich are physical She can't eat well or sleep well every day. She can't even eat vegetables. She can only eat salted vegetables or dip some sugar into the steamed bread to taste. She really grows crosswise.

But if you look at it carefully, you will find that this kind of fat is not rosy, but gaunt and depressed puffiness, with an unhealthy pallor from inside to outside.

In this small half year, both of them are not well off, but the state they show is quite different. At this time, compared with their own who have lost a circle obviously, Ji Qianyu's state is no different from that of throwing salt on the wound of a raging fire - let him once again deeply understand how she doesn't care about him!

The eyes of the sinister are fixed on her, just like the proud cat playing with the mouse under his hand. Step by step, he passes by. His low voice is gentle like a wind - the hell wind from the hell:

"where do you think you can escape? Yur, I've been waiting for you for a long time! "

Stop, look at her, raise your hand, and gently tear down the slightly wrinkled cuff. The hand sealed by Yizheng is gently caressed at the wedding ring in her hand. The gentle action is like caressing the most beloved baby, but also like playing with the things in her hand. Every time, she stirs the nerves of jiqianyu, and unconsciously swallows her saliva:

"I One Ting? "

"Did you call it the same time?"

With a face splitting sound, Ji Qianyu choked. Instinctively, he looked up at him and responded to her, but it was a dark and extreme eye light, with biting sycophant and ferocious eyes, like the first sight.

The heart flutters up and down, and then slows down. Ji Qianyu also understands his emotions: he hates her!

Yeah!

After she left him with such a letter, almost in a deceitful way, he would not be like him if he had no emotion! In fact, she would have done that. She also hoped that he could completely break the relationship between them because he hated her. Because only in this way, it might be better for him and their family!

He didn't know anything, so he didn't have to experience the same entanglement, depression and pain as her. As long as he hated, he would let go and find his own happiness.

This is the original intention of jiqianyu. Thinking about such a disgraceful thing and such a mistake that can't be turned back, she can bear it silently and remorse herself. It's good to be happy without any interference, but I didn't expect that the two will see each other so soon. Besides, it seems that he intends to stop her!

After all, after all, after such a long time together, if he can't see this point clearly, she really loves this scene for nothing:

he hates her, and hates to leave everything behind to block her. I'm afraid her hard work will be in vain. I'm afraid that after so long preparation, I won't follow her heart.

Jiqianyu is so melancholy that she can't wring her eyebrows. Her head suddenly becomes mushy. All of a sudden, she doesn't know what to do. As she expected, it's impossible for her to change. Next second, her thick finger belly scrapes to her cheek, and then she turns to crush her tightly as if she were to be born:

"my name is still on my ID card, Where can you escape? Ji Qianyu, dead, you are still my ghost! "

Suddenly a shake of hand, seal a strong force to instantly throw her whole on the ground.