Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

If that man had told the truth about that time and provoked popular anger, he and the current president would have been implicated.

Cheng Junhua really wanted Song to die, but now is not the time.

For the sake of the presidency, he temporarily intends to renounce the killing of Banjianin. I suspected Banjia would rather pretend to be an insane seller and get rid of this ready bomb.

But he was around Song Wuxi for so long, and it was not normal. He thought that Banjianing was really stupid.

A fool can't be a threat to him.

Now, it was Song who gave him the headache.

That damned woman, not only Gu Xiao's favorite woman, but also his stepmother's daughter.

What shocked him all the more was that this woman could still work hard.

It's not easy to kill her, especially not yet.

Li Xinxin looked up and looked at Cheng Junhua coldly. "Don't you like her if you don't kill her? ”

Cheng Wan more listened, his eyes lit up, silently looked at Cheng Junhua.

Cheng Junhua: “Don't worry about any reason. Anyway, you can't kill her. You are not a K national and you have no right to kill people in my country. ”

Li Xinxin looked at Cheng Junhua with a smile: “You can't kill her in your country, just in my country or another country, can you? ”

Cheng Junhua had a slightly thin lip and did not speak.

His silence is even more obvious, but Song Fuxiao was killed in another country. What does it have to do with Cheng Junhua?

Li Xinxin saw him silently, snapping his lips, revealing a cold smile.

“You hurt her, Gu Qiang won't stop.” Cheng Jun Huamer spoke softly after a minute.

“I don't see how she's doing, hurting her.” Li Xinxin was smart enough to understand that Cheng Junhua meant something other than wine.

Mrs. Kerr stood in front of the Roman pillar outside the villa, worried, unharmed?

She came back a few minutes ago and heard Cheng Junhua and Li Xinxin with worry-free words in their conversation and stopped.

They tried to kill her, and they hurt her...

Mrs. Yar was worried about Song's situation and turned around and walked out of the villa.

Worry-free estate.

Song Wuoxiao sat against the bed.

The wound stitches on his arm were like a centipede lying on top of him, ugly.

Small abdomen and chest prolapse, with a hint of pain.

I went to the hospital and checked it out. It didn't cause serious internal injuries and the stitching came back.

On her way to the hospital, the police called Gu Jiao.

Hearing her injured, Gu Qiang, who was talking to an important client video about working with her, immediately disconnected the video and rushed to the hospital with a nervous heart.

When he saw the wound to her arm, his chest burned with anger, which almost blew up the hospital.

The doctor gave Song no anxiety and seam wounds in his murder...

His anger stifled the whole hospital.

Song Li saw that he was tightening his facial muscles and seemed to be suppressing something, so he pretended not to hurt and talked to him about it.

But no matter what she said, he just looked at her quietly with a pair of eyes as sharp as a falcon, without saying a word.

When she came back from the hospital, she could no longer be strong enough to go back to bed and sleep.

As soon as you open your eyes, you see a white tall figure standing in front of the window.

White shirt with black trousers for a long, straight look.

Standing in front of the window, you can smell the cold.

Song did not worry about his mouth and looked quietly at his back.

Tall, beautiful, straight...