Chasing Secret Love: Baby's Ex-Wife Don't Want to Escape

"Jiang Wanqing, don't act any more before I can talk to you properly, understand?"

The anger that Qi Shaowei had just calmed down was aroused by Jiang Wanqing's indifferent expression. His eyes were ice-like, mixed with anger, as if he wanted to swallow Jiang Wanqing, and his deep voice already contained a dangerous warning.

Jiang Wanqing took a deep breath, letting out all the turbid breath that was suffocating in her chest. After feeling a little more relaxed, she forced a smile, smoothed the hair hanging from her ears, and looked natural.

"I'm not acting, I just feel tired. You and Qin Fei'er also really love each other. I don't want to continue to be the obstacle that stops you and fulfills your happiness, okay?"

What he said was really better than what he sang, the anger in Qi Shaowei's heart ignited, and the feeling of being played by others made him completely lose his mind.

He approached Jiang Wanqing, and when Jiang Wanqing retreated, he grabbed Jiang Wanqing's hand firmly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to break her hand.

Qi Shaowei felt that his reason was being swallowed by anger little by little, he stopped because there was a trace of tension in Jiang Wanqing's eyes.

The woman took a few steps back, and after seeing Qi Shaowei stop, she felt a little relieved.

"Qi Shaowei, since you don't love me, why don't you let me go? I've had enough!"

The atmosphere was too depressing, and Jiang Wanqing's forced calm finally collapsed.

Her eyes were red, staring at Qi Shaowei, her heart was trembling slightly.

Qi Shaowei sneered, let Jiang Wanqing go?
Then who will let him go?

This is not a matter of unilateral unforgiveness. No matter who is right or who is wrong, it cannot be explained clearly in one sentence.Especially extending to between men and women, it is even more complicated.

Looking at Jiang Wanqing's appearance of cowardice, Qi Shaowei felt a little relieved.

In front of him, Jiang Wanqing has always looked very calm and tough in the past three years, and this is the first time he has seen such a fragile appearance. 
This feeling of joy intensified his urge to continue to torture her. He walked up to Jiang Wanqing, rubbed her hair lightly, and then whispered viciously in her ear: "Jiang Wanqing, I won't let you go, have fun."

"Why? If you let me go, you can regain your freedom. You can marry whoever you want, isn't it good?" Jiang Wanqing's voice was slightly hoarse and tired.

"You can't even remember why?"

Qi Shaowei seemed to be ignited again. His mind was full of images of Jiang Wanqing embracing another man three years ago. Which man could bear such a shame?
It was kind enough for him not to go in and kill the adulterer and adulteress. He chose not to expose it and spent more time quietly torturing Jiang Wanqing.

But what about Jiang Wanqing?

She actually forgot all these things, as if she never remembered, her acting skills are so good, it makes Qi Shaowei feel very stupid.

"I will make your life worse than death. Want to divorce? Stop dreaming."

Qi Shaowei's sinister words made Jiang Wanqing feel chills all over this night.

At first, she thought that she came here because Qi Shaowei had a little bit of reluctance to let go of the memories, but she was wrong. This was the beginning of the real torture. In Jiang Wanqing's heart, there was nothing but fear in addition to sadness.

"I know, I'll go first."

Jiang Wanqing didn't want to entangle with Qi Shaowei any longer, this kind of confrontation had no meaning other than making her feel painful.

Qi Shaowei stopped her and didn't give her a chance to leave. She struggled desperately several times, but all she got was exhausted.

The man looked at Jiang Wanqing as if he was looking at a little white rabbit that had been struggling in his palm, unable to fight back. When his eyes touched her wrist that was already bruised by him, he subconsciously let go of it. .

Jiang Wanqing broke free immediately and walked towards the door.

Why are you so disobedient!

Qi Shaowei felt that he was really going to be mad by this woman, so he chased after her three steps at a time, blocking Jiang Wanqing's footsteps again.

Jiang Wanqing pushed him away as if she had collapsed, but the high heels under her feet staggered due to the reaction force, and she fell to the ground with a dull pain in her ankle.

Before she had time to look at her injuries, she was hugged by Qi Shaowei.

With a cold face, he carried Jiang Wanqing up to the bedroom upstairs, occasionally looking down, he could see the bare ivory white of Jiang Wanqing's chest.

This kind of visual impact unexpectedly occupied Qi Shaowei's thoughts at this moment, and he didn't feel that he was really sick until he was in the bedroom.

"Don't move!" Seeing Jiang Wanqing wanted to get up from the bed, Qi Shaowei ordered a little irritably, his face was too gloomy, Jiang Wanqing rarely moved obediently.

In fact, she couldn't move, her ankle was badly hurt, and her wrist was sore.

Qi Shaowei went downstairs and found the medicine box that had not been used for a long time. After making sure that the medicine had not expired, he went upstairs with the medicine box and pushed open the door. What he saw was Jiang Wanqing falling asleep soundly.

She was very tired and just wanted to have a good sleep, so when Qi Shaowei went downstairs, she fell asleep after touching the pillow.

Unconsciously walking lightly, Qi Shaowei took the medicinal oil and sat on the edge of the bed, gently wiped her wrist with a cotton swab, and took off the shoes on her feet.

Looking at the already swollen ankle, Qi Shaowei frowned unnaturally, why did it twist so badly?

When she woke up, Jiang Wanqing's first feeling was that her ankle was uncomfortable, and the second feeling was that her wrist was not much better.

Before she opened her eyes, the scenes that happened last night had already appeared in her mind, remembering that she seemed to have fallen asleep in the end, she opened her eyes suddenly.

A smell of medicated oil filled the air. Jiang Wanqing raised his hand and looked at his wrist. There were traces of yellowish medicated oil, and the smell was a bit pungent.

She looked around, the bedroom in the villa was decorated according to her liking at the beginning, and it still looks so exciting to her now.

However, looking at the empty place beside her, she couldn't help laughing at her self-indulgence. Did she think he would stay?
It is already a great gift for him to give himself a little medicated oil.

Jiang Wanqing struggled to sit up, leaned on the pillow, and looked out of the window in a daze. She once imagined that in this villa, she would have a child with the man she loved, and the family of three would live a harmonious life.

Now, this villa is as empty as her heart, there is nothing worth nostalgic about.