A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Jiang Zilin pursed her lips slightly.

Jian Muqing turned and walked out and smiled casually, "Next, Miss Jiang, look at the big screen and see how your sweetheart gave up his life to save you."

She clenched her hand, but she was not sure, she was worried about what moves Jian Muqing would play, and also worried about Jian Zhangke over there, whether she could understand her true intentions, consistent with her thoughts, and the same.

God bless.

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The second-story base in the shadow of the abandoned building.

A Bing panted and finished speaking, the space was silent for a while.

Only Han Suling leaned against the stent and pulled out heavy breathing due to physical pain.

Chu Qin looked at Han Suling for a moment, turned his head to look at the motionless back, and then met Ah Bing's line of sight.

One second, two seconds...One minute, the tall figure did not move.

Chu Qin raised his jaw.

A Bing frowned and stared at him, meaning why should I go?

But still bravely stepped forward: "...the boss?"

It took a long time before I saw the bright sparks falling to the ground.

Jian Zhangke turned around, wrapped his strong body in his black battle suit, stepped on his cigarette butt, as if he didn't understand, "You say it again."

A Bing looked at the look of the man in the shadow, and he shook his heart.

"Say."

A Bing shook, closed her eyes and repeated it again with her brain: "Sister-in-law, she woke up midway and forced me to return to the plane, and then boarded Jian Muqing's helicopter. Let me tell you that she wants to live and die with you. To save her, you have to save your own life. Also, let you not be angry and think about it."

Jian Zhangke lowered his head and lit a cigarette again, and suddenly smoked half of it, his chest filled with nicotine, and suddenly his eyes became red with blood.

The breathing is still not heavy, but when you turn sideways, the desks, chairs, wooden frames and computers next to you are all destroyed in a mess!

There was a trembling thumping sound.

No one dared to step forward.

The man who breathed deeply and slightly arched his back, like an out-of-control lion, with thin lips dangling smoke, a face that was so gloomy and scorched with anger than Yama Hell.

A Bing sighed, expecting this thunderous reaction.

Some women who wanted to protect their own safety turned out to be unobedient and uneasy violent goods, totally unappreciative, insisting on going their own way without saying hello!

Jian Zhangke was choked by the smoke in his chest. He stretched out his hand to twist his eyebrows, and the blue veins on the man's face exploded terribly.

He was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, raised his head and closed his eyes, and the stinging pain made him feel dizzy and angry.

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I always have my own ideas like this. I didn't say hello. I only gave a serious warning the day before yesterday. When he farts, he is really farting!

His face was stern, he blocked the sweet smell of his throat, clenched his fist and then clenched, slowly luck, closing his scarlet cold eyes.

I really hate it.

"Boss..." Chu Qin looked pale when he saw him, and was afraid that it would be anxious. Miss Shang Jiang did what she did at this juncture. Even if everything is for the sake of the boss, she must take into account the boss's mood.

"Boss," A Bing persuaded in a low voice, "Miss Jiang is so smart, she must have her ideas, and she has reasons for being so adventurous."

Jian Zhangke stood still, two minutes later, the sweet smell was suppressed, his breathing was a little smoother, and his resolute facial features fell and fell a lot of vicissitudes, a lot of fatigue.

Closing his eyes, showing no expression, he asked, "Where are Gu Xuan and the others?"

"The open space five hundred meters behind the columned building of the ghost."

"Where is the monitoring special forces from the central government?"

Chu Qin replied: "Already in place, as long as Jian Muqing shows up during the exchange of fire, he will be over. Boss, continue to act?"

Zhang Zhang Ke constricted his eyes, his voice sneered, "How to continue? Do you know where Jiang Zilin is?"

He had a cold face, deep exhaustion was written on his face, the serious face in the vicissitudes of life, quiet and deep.

Irrelevant, he walked to Han Suling.

Han Suling's injury has been initially bandaged, but it is of no use. It is Jian Zhangke's order to use no painkillers.

Han Suling raised her eyes, her eyes were swollen, "Zhang Ke... anyway, thank you. You already know, don't you?"

"I was forced by him,"

Seeing his expressionless face, seemingly mocking, Han Suling pulled the corners of his lips and smiled pale: "You don't believe it, okay, I don't want to argue anymore. I also have my own selfishness. I have been in the group these years. It’s a thrilling position. My father is under a lot of pressure. There are a lot of things to do. I can’t refuse the ideas Jian Muqing gave me before. He is willing to help me stabilize my position and rise step by step. Bewildered by power, many handles were held in his hands and became his pawns. To this day, I am in a daze and understand that I have no retreat."

She paused, looking nostalgic on his handsome face, "I really want to save you. This time, Chenglin’s mission is not because Jian Zhangke informed me in advance that I intend to invite you to participate. I take this opportunity to contact you, but where do I know what Jian Muqing is in? When did he start killing you? I don’t know. When he speaks out and threatens me to join him, I can’t resist anymore. My future is in his hands. My father is in his hands. I don’t want to be beaten for the rest of my life. And you, you show that you have no idea of ​​renewing my future. I feel like I’m desperate. Like a lonely boat, no attachment, no shelter, I hate you for falling in love with others for a short time, because I don’t see where Jiang Zilin attracts you. I hate, I am weak, so I can only succumb to Jane Mu Qing, listen to his instructions and lead you to Myanmar."

"I'm not sure if you will come or not, I hope you don't come. But I really regret it if you really come, I regret it, your love is there, but I will indirectly hurt you... oooo,"

Han Suling covered his eyes and couldn't cry.

The brief chapter Ke is faint, without any extra expressions, and is too tired to speak. When you are disappointed with you, what she does is not surprising to you.

So he hates the official position, hates the court, those things that confuse people, once they get it, they control people's hearts like demons.

This is true of Jian Muqing, and the same is true of Han Suling. The feeling of greed for power in his hands is getting more and more sinful and doing more evil things to conceal.

He looked away, and his tone was calm: "It's no better to regret it. There are legal sanctions for what you committed, Han Suling, let me tell you two things."

Han Suling raised his eyes, his eyes looked like eagles, making her a little scared, coldly, "First, Jiang Zilin is dead, I will hate you to the bone and will never forgive you! Second, think about your father, Jane If Mu Qing doesn't clean up, he will always use your father to contain you. These two points are enough for you to know everything you can say."

Han Suling trembled all over, showing the weight of his words. She nodded in despair, knowing the weight of the woman in his heart: "You want to ask anything about Jian Muqing, as long as I know the weaknesses, I will tell you all."

Jian Zhangke got up, habitually clenched his fingers on his side, and asked quietly, "Has the Jiangcheng team come?"