The Remarriage Is Invalid,Mr President!

As soon as this problem was thrown out, the whole living room fell into a particularly embarrassing atmosphere, especially Fang Muxi.

She knew exactly what the answer would be, but she had to be prepared to hear that disgusting answer.

Lin Lin feels that he has asked a very successful question, so his face is quite pleased. He picks his eyebrows lightly, as if he is sure that Yan Chenhan will make a choice.

However, Lin Ye Nan and Fang Muxi are shocked. Yan Chen Han's answer is: "I want her to leave safely."

Fang Muxi even suspected that she had heard something because of her delusion. She looked up at Lin Lin in surprise and found that Lin's expression was just like her, which was a bit of surprise and disbelief.

Is this still Yan Chen cold?

Can make such choice, still Yan Chen cold?

"May I let her go?" Yan Chen cold asks a way.

Lin Lin returns to his senses after half a ring. He clenches the gun in his hand and looks at Yan Chen Han: "when this gun points to your heart, will you still make the same choice? Do you think I dare not shoot? That's why you've made such a choice? Yan Chen is cold, when did you also become so can please girl's favor? "

"It's not a choice to please." It's a choice for her.

What I didn't have time to do for her before, I hope it's still time now.

Fang Muxi stood behind Yan Chen's cold forehead, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled, her fist slightly clenched, she found her palms were sweat, she was nervous, she was worried about the safety of this man.

But she still pretended to be indifferent.

What he did to her, she should remember.

How can you choose to forgive so easily?

Is she soft hearted just because of his choice?

As Lin Yenan said, Yan Chen Han may be just to please her.

But why did he want to please her?

Why should a successful president, who is highly sought after by many people, please her as a lawyer?

In fact, there is no such need.

"Fang Muxi, you have a good look. Now I aim my gun at the position of the man's heart. Do you want to shoot? This man's life is in your hands. " Lin Ye Nan lightly raised his eyebrows, and then Mu Xi said.

"Didn't you hear me? Come to me. " Lin Yinan reaches out to show that he's coming.

Fang Muxi moves his slightly heavy step to Lin Yenan, and then looks at Yan Chen Han.

His face is still as handsome and delicate, which makes people unable to move his eyes. His deep eyes seem to have adsorption force, which can instantly dry and absorb your defense.

Even if there is a gun aimed at his heart, he is still a look that does not take it seriously.

So when she rolls in front of him in pain and cries for help, he can still do nothing and then turn around and walk away.

Often think of that cold back, Fang Muxi really want to break this man into pieces!

"Take this gun and try it. When the bullet goes through the man's body, you will have a sense of pleasure. Don't you hate him so much? Now he has made a choice. He wants to trade his life for you. Then you can shoot. You and he are dead. " Lin Lin says after a while, "this is my birthday present."

Yan Chen Han's sight fell on Fang Muxi's body without moving. He watched her hand take the gun from Lin Yenan's hand. The dark hole was facing his heart at the moment. He could imagine that when the bullet passed through his chest, he might never see the sun again.

From then on, all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.

Fang Muxi slightly drooped her eyes. She trembled and took the gun, but she tried to restrain her slightly trembling hand. Her eyes coldly and slowly looked at Yan Chen Han: "Yan Chen Han, what do you owe me? Do you still remember? As I said, sooner or later you will give me your life back! "

"If you want my life, you can take it at any time." Yan Chen cold light a smile, it seems that for such a result has been prepared to bear the heart, so at the moment can be so calm and calm.

"Do you think I dare not shoot?" Fang Muxi's gun was in his heart.

Inexplicably, I felt a sense of coldness in my heart.

But he knew that this cold feeling was not because of the gun, but because of the cold eyes of the woman.

She hated him, and he understood it in his eyes.

"You can shoot, or I'll do it for you." Lin Ye Nan urged.

Fang Muxi stares at Yan Chen Han. Her hand gently presses the trigger position of the pistol. However, when she is about to press the switch, she points the pistol to the ceiling.

Finally, the bullet did not pass through Yan Chen's chest, but broke a hole in the ceiling.There was a big gunshot. You don't need to think about it carefully. If this bullet had just entered Yan Chen's body, he would have fallen to the ground and was dying.

Yan Chen Han just closed his eyes, ready to bear.

But when the gunshot rang out and his body did not suffer any pain, he slowly opened his eyes.

He saw Fang Muxi holding the gun, and then the gun was aimed at the ceiling above her head. There was a hole in the white ceiling and something fell down.

Lin Lin seems to have expected such a result for a long time. He raises his eyebrows with disapproval: "lawyer Fang, do you know how expensive the ceiling is? I asked you to shoot at people, and you destroyed my ceiling. "

"This man, don't let him die like this. Isn't it cheap for him? " Fang Mu Xi gnashing his teeth to look at Yan Chen Han.

She didn't know what it was that she didn't shoot the man.

Maybe it's because she hasn't been able to put a bullet into a person's body.

And she didn't want her grandfather to wake up and her dearest grandson had an accident.

Now she just wants her grandfather to wake up so she can see him again.

"You have a point in saying that." Lin Yenan doesn't break through Fang Muxi. He looks at Fang Muxi with some helplessness and heartache. His psychological activity is: "Fang Muxi, you can't hurt this man in the end, even if he hurt you so much."

Finally, Lin Ye Nan lets Fang Muxi and Yan Chen Han leave.

Sitting in Yan Chen's cold car, the atmosphere is very awkward and stiff, as if the air stopped flowing in general, such an atmosphere is simply suffocating.