Their Intriguing Marriage

Li Qingning shook his head. Tears ran down his cheeks uncontrollably, pouring down like summer rain.

"Lan Qing, listen to me. No matter who says anything to you next, don't believe it. Don't come alone. Do you understand?" She summoned up her courage and spoke very quickly.

Lin tie's eyes are more and more fierce. He takes the phone off her ear. When he stands up, he doesn't forget to kick her.

Xiang Luoluo also stood up at this time, walked to her side, high-heeled shoes that inlaid with Swarovski diamond with a very thin heel on the ground "click" sound, and then stepped on her bony calf, she could not help but take a few breath of pain, but the real pain still made her grin.

"Well, bitch, pretend to be Romeo and Juliet." He glanced at Lolo from the corner of his eye, walked away with disdain, and returned to his chair.

"Hello? Hello? Qingning, what are you talking about Over there, Lan Qing kept shouting Li Qingning's name to the phone while driving fast. His eyes were burning with bright anxiety.

With a smile, Lin tie pasted his mobile phone to his ear, took a leisurely sip of red wine and said, "Hello, LAN Shao, long time no see."

"Lin tie!" Lan Qing heard his voice with a smile, and suddenly seemed to understand something. The tone of calling his name was a bit murderous and cold, but it was just two words, but with a huge sense of eyes.

Lin tie is still not impatient, slowly said: "I can't think that Lan Shao can still hear my voice, it's a great honor."

"I warn you, you'd better send Li Qingning back in good condition. If she gets a little hurt, I'll take your life." Lan Qing's breath was cold, with a fierce air.

He pushed the accelerator to the bottom, and the engine roared like a monster.

Lin tie on the other end of the phone seems to vaguely see the outline of the beast hidden in Lan Qing's heart in the dark, and its bloody tusks, but he has no fear, and even a relaxed smile appears in the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. LAN, you threaten me like this. When I'm nervous, the saber in my hand can easily hurt her beautiful face." He holds a mobile phone in one hand and a sharp Swiss Army knife with cold light in the other hand. He glides across Li Qingning's cheek, and his bloodthirsty blade rubs her smooth skin inch by inch.

Li Qingning held her breath and did not dare to move. Her nerves were tight, just like a string that would break in the next second. She looked down at the sharp blade and patiently swam between her cheek and neck, for fear that if she was not careful, she would pierce her skin.

Lan Qing takes a deep breath, listening to Lin tie's tone, he vaguely infers that this man has now fallen into a state of excitement, simple threat has no use for him.

At the same time, there was a charming voice coming from the receiver to Lolo. She laughed and sounded very complacent.

He was always calm, but now he was a little flustered. Listening to the rustling voice on the phone, her mind was full of Li Qingning's helpless look. Her eyes were full of panic and helplessness. She sat in the darkness, looking at him with wet eyes, with sadness and despair.

"Lan Qing, don't come alone." Her trembling words beat his nerves repeatedly, which made him clench the steering wheel in his hand. Anxiety and worry surged in his chest and almost burst his whole body.

"Lin tie, listen, you tell me the address. I'll come here and trade me for Li Qingning. I can give you whatever you want. Don't touch her." The murderous spirit in Lan Qing's voice is weak, with a trace of temptation.

With a satisfied smile on his face, Lin tie turned his head and nodded to Lolo, saying: "we are on the island contracted by Wanrong. Now you go to the wharf, where someone will pick you up. Mr. LAN, I remember that you can only come by yourself. If you don't follow the rules of the game and play any ambush or other tricks with me, I can't guarantee that your little beauty will live to see the sunshine tomorrow morning. "

Li Qingning's face didn't know whether it was because of the excitement or just that big glass of red wine and a flush, his body couldn't stop shaking, his eyes with a long time can't fade fear.

Hearing Lin tie's words, she tried to lean forward and yelled to the microphone of his mobile phone: "Lan Qing, don't worry about me, don't come alone, or I won't forgive you in my life."

Probably because she was too nervous, her voice trembled, and there were several broken sounds, which sounded heartbreaking.

Lin tie looked at her eyes flashed a chill, he stood up, toward her body severely kicked a foot, curse way: "Damn, smelly bitch. Son, again shout, believe it or not, I will now result in you."

His foot just kicked at the wound of the last shot, and the intense pain made her face look ferocious, as if to tear her whole body.

"Lin tie! I'll do as you say. Don't move Li Qingning. I'll come right away. " Before he could answer, Lan Qing hung up the phone, stepped on the gas and drove to the wharf.

Thinking of Li Qingning, his heart is like a handful of sand that has been boiled in water for a long time, wet and astringent.

Xiang Luoluo has always been hostile to her, and Lin tie is famous for his ruthlessness. How can he not understand how sad Qingning would be if it fell into their hands?

He kept pushing himself to keep calm and analyze the situation. He knew that the police now had no use for the crazy Lin tie and Xiang Luoluo.

"Hello, fifth master, do you know the island under Wan Rongxin's bag?" He dialed the number with a cool ferocity in his eyes.

"Well, my wife was kidnapped by Lin tie. He asked me to go alone. You bring people close and meet me at the critical moment. " He clenched the steering wheel and kept accelerating, calm on his expressionless face.

"Don't be noticed by their people, or I'm worried that they will do something out of line." He hung up the phone and looked at the dock not far in front of the car, with determination in his eyes.

When Xiang Juan walks into Li's villa with her chin raised, Li Tianhao is sitting on the sofa and applying medicine in front of the mirror. Lan Qing's powerful fist leaves a large purplish red mark on his face. The whole half of his face is swollen like that. His face, which is full of flesh, is swollen like a small hill now.

Listening to the "dada" of high heels on the floor, he sneered and said to himself, "it's really busy today. It's midnight..."