Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

The dark blue night sky, like a huge black velvet, shrouds the sky over the city, dotted with stars, as bright as diamonds.

Colorful neon lights add a touch of gorgeous color to the noisy city.

At the top of the 100 foot tall building, a figure stood there, and the White Train floated with the wind, like a rippling water wave.

The elegant plain face is soft and quiet in the moonlight, but in the eyes as clear as water, the deep melancholy breaks people's heart. The night wind at the top is getting stronger and stronger. Regardless of the thin material on her body, the thin and petite people who have been beating her wildly have begun to shiver.

The city in front of us is brightly lit and colorful.

The streets below are bustling with people and vehicles.

The bright moon looked down, her long eyelashes could not cover up the sadness in her eyes, and she couldn't feel the anger below.

At the moment, in addition to the unanswerable questions, there was only endless pain in her heart.

She didn't know how long she had stood. Her brain kept repeating what had happened before and what night scar said.

Why on earth did he do that? Where on earth did she make him hate so much?

Ruthlessly destroy her wedding, in what kind of cruel way that people will never forget, let her become his woman, but treat her like an enemy.

What makes him hate her so much?

The moon is thinking about all the possibilities in her mind, but she can't get the answer.

Remembering the chilly eyes of night mark, she shivered and hugged her cold body with her hands.

I felt that I was about to be submerged by a violent cold wind, but I still stubbornly didn't want to leave.

Slowly touch your face with your hand. The scene just now is still vivid. The pain of being beaten has been deeply imprinted in your heart.

For a long time, the bright moon slowly put down her hand, and her expression was more cold, like the night wind.

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"A bunch of waste!"

In such a big living room, a roar almost broke the eardrums of the people around.

The bodyguard in charge of guarding stood trembling in front of the night mark, summoned up great courage, or did not dare to look up at the angry person.

Night scar looked at the bodyguard trembling in front of him, and the flame in his eyes was about to burn people to ashes.