My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Zhou Yao squeezed her shoulder and looked at Zhou Si Leng's little friend and said, “Si Leng, you're great. ”

At this time, "Haha," Han Xuan applauded. "This scene is really touching. Young Master Zhou was so well educated, what a good child. ”

“Han Xuan,” Zhou Yao looked at her, "Go ahead, what do you want? ”

“What do I want, ha, ha, ha,” Han Xuan laughed, like she heard something funny, suddenly she stopped laughing, shady biting her teeth, “I want your life! ”

Zhou Yao gave a thin lip and did not speak.

“Han Xuan, you are really obsessed. How many mistakes have you made on this journey, but Zhou Yao has forgiven you repeatedly. He always remembers your brother's kindness, but you have been forced to spend the rest of your life in a sanatorium, but you have chosen another way not to return!” Cold Iris opening.

Han Xuan snorted, “Mrs. Zhou, I don't need you to teach me! You are now the winner of life, not only with Zhou Yao's love, but also with his son, of course you can laugh at me, sanatorium? Well, to be perfectly clear, it's a psychiatric hospital, full of lunatics! Mrs. Chow, everything you have now is supposed to belong to me. You stole my happiness! ”

This woman is hopeless, and there is nothing to say about it.

At this time, "bang”, Han Xuan threw a sharp knife over, "Mrs. Zhou, pick up the knife. ”

“What do you want? ”

“I want you to kill... Zhou Yao! ”

Cold eyelids shrunk, and she looked at Han Xuan coldly.

“What, you don't want to?” When Han Xuan lifted the timer in her hand, she shouted, “If you don't kill Zhou Yao, I can only press this bomb to send Master Zhou to the Yellow Springs. ”

“You!”

“Mrs. Chow, don't hesitate, between husband and son, you can only choose one today, I'll give you... three minutes.” Han Xuan pressed the timer.

The red number above the timer starts counting down for three minutes immediately.

Han Xuan was really poisonous when his hands squeezed his fists. How does he choose this? On the one hand is the man she loves, on the other hand is her son...

Zhou Yao bent down, he reached out and picked up the sharp knife and handed it to Cold Iris. He pulled up his lip, “Daughter, come on, give me a knife. ”

“No, I can't!” Cold Iris shook his head.

Zhou Yao grabbed her cold little hand and shoved the knife into her little hand. He whispered and urged, “Come on, time's running out. ”

Cold eagle looks at the man's calm, narrow eyes.

Zhou Yao nodded his head.

She raised her hand and tied the sharp knife into Zhou Yao's chest.

The sound of a knife piercing her muscles sounded, warm blood splashed onto her hand, the tip of her cold nose was red, and bean-sized tears fell in her eyes.

“Daddy!” Here comes Zhou Silian's scream.

“Haha, Zhou Yao, you never thought you'd die in the hands of the woman you love. I won't let you do what you want. I won't make you happy together...”

Han Xuan's words were not finished, her heart suddenly ached. She looked down and the sharp knife had penetrated her heart deeply.

Turns out, when she was proud of herself, Cold Iris pulled out the sharp knife in Zhou Yao's chest. She opened her eyes and threw her hands backwards. The sharp knife directly pierced Han Xuan's heart at a thunderous speed.

Han Xuan glared at her eyes. Her whole body was unbelievable. She looked at the cold-hearted, “You...”

The man in black behind Han Xuan did not expect this sudden change, so he immediately went to get the timer in Han Xuan's hand, but “bang”, Zhou Yao pulled out the gun in his waist and directly drilled the black man's head.

Han Xuan and the man in black all fell to the ground and died.

Cleanly resolved the two men. Cold Iris quickly reached over Zhou Yao's bleeding wound. She wept and swallowed, “Are you okay, does it hurt? ”

Zhou Yao stretched out his hand and rubbed the tear beads on her face. “How painful is the skin trauma, the hand of his daughter-in-law? ”

When he was still in the mood to joke, but the wound shouldn't be deep, she gave it to Han Xuan to relax her guard.

Zhou Yaosong let her go and ordered, “You stay here. I'll get my son. I'll be right back. ”

After that, the man jumped straight into the sea in an incredibly perfect position.

The Red Flamethrowers rushed in, and Cold Iris walked up and picked up the timer on the ground, more than a minute left.

She looked at Han Xuan, who refused to close her eyes. She had no sympathy for this woman. If she did not do so, she would not die. She was also stupid and dared to single-handedly choose their couple.

They can't both be provocative!

……

Zhou Yao swam to Zhou Si Leng's little friend. He reached out to touch the explosive on his body. There were several lines on the explosive. He reached out and carefully touched the source of the fine line...

Zhou Si Leng looked at his father and his shirt was stained with blood, and the blood spilled into the sea quickly. Little “wow” cried and asked, "Dad, are you going to die? ”

This little guy was kidnapped without crying. Now he can't cry if he bleeds. Zhou Yao looked up at him and said, "Dad is not better than dead, so no one can rob Mommy with you... anyway, you don't love Daddy more. ”

“Ooh, no,” Zhou Si Leng's little friend thought sadly and sadly, “I was wrong, as long as Dad is... immortal, I won't rob Mommy with you... Mommy is yours. Ooh, Daddy, I love you, I love you so much...”

Zhou Yao's harder heart was melted by these two "I love you very much” sounds. He kissed her a little bit and tenderly said, “Silence, Daddy loves you too. ”

“Well, I know...”

Zhou Si Leng really knew, he always thought that Daddy didn't love him, but today Daddy didn't even want to save his life, Daddy loved him.

“Silent...” Cold Iris swam over. She reached out to hold Zhou Silent's little friend and kissed him on the forehead with her eyes. "Don't be afraid, we'll be home soon. ”

“Woo, Mommy,” Zhou Si Leng's little potty friend stuck his head in the arms of Cold Iris, and he grieved and cried delicately, "Where have you been all these years, I miss you so much... all the other little potty friends have mommy, just me... Mommy, I love you too...”

She nodded with tears in her arms. “Sorry, Mommy's late... Mommy loves you too...”

Zhou Yao looked at the mother and son held together, and he frowned, "What are you doing here? ”