Rich Baby: Billionaire Daddy Comes

Fang Xinyi is like a little hedgehog, curling up and hiding at the foot of the bed.

The picture on the screen is still playing continuously, Fang Xinyi tries her best not to pay attention to it.

The door reopened, Fang Xinyi's nerves tensed up in an instant, and she squeezed something quietly in her hand.

Han Jingsheng looked at the screen constantly playing screen, eyes full of ridicule.

He tortured her in this way because he knew her weakness.

At the beginning, Fang Xinyi was not willing to sacrifice himself to him, it was purely because of the orders of his superiors.

She had a relationship with him, which should be the biggest thorn in her heart.

Now, it's enough to hurt her heart again and again.

She cheated him, cheated him of his feelings, and almost let him die.

She let him go through all the despair, he now want to give her a little bit.

Han Jingsheng temporarily closed the TV screen and approached Fang Xinyi step by step.

The wife and daughter upstairs are all asleep. This is the basement. The sound insulation is excellent. No matter how noisy it is, there is no sound in the upstairs.

He squatted next to her and lifted her cheek with his fingers.

With half dry tears on her face, she looked pitiful.

The well-known agent 13, the best player in MI6, is crying like a mole ant in front of him.

Once again, he felt the joy of victory.

Looking at her so weak, the sense of aggression in his heart suddenly surged.

He wanted to crush her again until he crushed her to pieces.

The man approached her with his hot lips on her cold lips.

The man subconsciously closed his eyes, but Fang Xinyi did not.

Her eyes were as cold as ice.

Just as men's kisses get deeper and deeper and more involved Her arm suddenly raised and pressed hard on the man's carotid artery.

The man instantly coughed up a big mouthful of blood, scarlet blood stains sprayed on her cheek.

Han Jingsheng immediately pushed her away and sat back with surprise in her expression.

He covered his bleeding neck with a piece of glass in it.

Han Jingsheng looked at the bottom of the bed, where half of the broken cup residue was hidden, which was the glass he had brought water into.

Fang Xinyi smashed it quietly and hid a piece of fragment in the palm of her hand.

While he was kissing her, she did not hesitate to put the fragment in his neck.

Han Jingsheng stepped back in a hurry.

Fang Xinyi tied the black sheet on her shoulder, barely wearing it as a skirt.

She picked up a pillow and walked towards him barefoot.

Han Jingsheng was seriously injured and could not get up for a moment.

Fang Xinyi pressed the pillow on his face, making him unable to breathe.

Han Jingsheng's hands are helpless in the air. Fang Xinyi tries her best to press the pillow and does not give him any chance to survive.

The most painful way to die is to burn, followed by suffocation.

He locked Fang Xinyi here and treated her as a lifeless toy. She wanted him to try this long and painful death.

I don't know that after a few minutes, Han Jingsheng's hands are finally unable to hang down.

Fang Xinyi tremendously removed the pillow, Han Jingsheng lying in a pool of blood, eyes closed, motionless.

She felt his breath with her finger to make sure he was out of breath.

Fang Xinyi stood up.

She turned to look at the floor mirror, her face not only blood, but also mixed with tears.

She couldn't even understand why she was crying.

Han Jingsheng's death should be a very happy thing. She finally got rid of this hidden danger. She should have killed him many years ago. Today, she finally succeeded. But why can't she laugh at all? Instead, she tears more than ever.

Just then, a figure covered with blood appeared in the mirror.