Heart-wrenching pet: the CEO's hot wife

Qiao Qiao pinched the bag tightly with her hands, and there was a fine pain like a needle prick in her heart.

She blinked her eyes and looked at Ning Yan with a sad face: "Ah Yan, Ah Shen will be fine, right?"

Ning Yan looked sideways at her little face full of sadness, but her heart felt blocked. How much of her worry and sadness were real?

Ning Yan had the desire to smoke, and just about to take out the cigarette case, he held back when he thought that this was Fu Linshen's ward.

"Qiao Qiao, let's go out for a while, I have something to tell you." Ning Yan left the words lightly and left the ward first.

He called Qiao Qiao, not Qiao Qiao. She gave a wry smile and followed him step by step. His steps were relatively large, and she couldn't keep up with him at all, so she could only trot.

Qiao Qiao sniffed, looking at the tall figure walking in front, he would never stop to wait for her, and would never care about her emotions again, the distance between them finally drifted away and there was no book left.

After Ning Yan pressed the elevator, Qiao Qiao followed up with a little panting, her pale face turned bloody because of walking too fast.

"Ayan, where are we going?" Her voice was as clear and sweet as ever.

Ning Yan rubbed the center of his brows, and said in a calm tone, "Let's go downstairs."

Qiao Qiao didn't think about it. Looking at his razor-like silhouette reflected in the elevator, she still had some expectations in her heart. They haven't had a good conversation for a long time.

But Ning Yan's tight jawline and indifferent eyes made her feel uneasy.

She put her hand on her heart, pressed down the beating heart, and silently gave herself the strength and support to go on.

After Ning Yan came out, he walked towards the lawn of the hospital. The man wore a clean white shirt and was tied in straight black silk trousers. He was slender and had an outstanding temperament. The gaze of the patient walking.

He sat down on a bench, the stool was a little low, and his legs were too long, which made him look a bit disharmonious, but from a distance it looked like a beautiful picture only in TV dramas.

She was wearing high heels and walked a little slowly. Ning Yan was not in a hurry, so he took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, and lit one.

The curling smoke from his mouth and nose blurred all his expressions, and he felt a little depressed. Even the golden sunlight shining on him couldn't dispel the cold air around him.

Qiao Qiao's eyelids twitched, and her heart beat even more violently. She pulled herself together and carefully sat down on the empty seat beside him.

He was smoking a cigarette without saying a word, while Qiao Qiao was sitting gracefully but uneasy. Through the layers of smoke, she saw a dignifiedness that she had never seen before on her handsome face that captivated all living beings.

She couldn't see through him more and more.

He put out the cigarette butt he had smoked and threw it into the trash can beside him, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was calm: "Qiaoqiao, go and surrender."

No matter what she did it for, intentionally or unintentionally, once the damage is done, it cannot be repaired. Even if she has a thousand reasons, a mistake is a mistake.

Qiao Qiao's heart stopped beating, her eyes were full of disbelief, her eyes widened suddenly, filled with grievance and fragility: "Ayan? You... What do you mean?"

Ning Yan didn't speak, and took another cigarette out of the cigarette case and held it in his mouth. Before he could light it, Qiao Qiao leaned towards him.

She tightly grabbed his cuff with her little hands, and said weakly, "Ayan, what are you talking about?"

Ning Yan cast a sideways glance at her, seeing her panicked and puzzled appearance, and felt even more depressed. Since she was a child, she has always looked spotless, and that's why he took it lightly.

Ning Yan is already immune to Qiao Qiao's always pretending to be cowardly and weak, now it seems that only hypocrisy is left to describe.

She knew what he said, but she still looked innocent.

Ning Yan switched hands to light the cigarette, took a deep breath and exhaled a beautiful smoke ring, and said word by word: "Go surrender!"

His short and powerful words seemed to hit her heart with thunderous force, and her heart was instantly shattered.

She clutched Ning Yan's sleeve even harder, and said with red eyes: "Ayan, what did I do to surrender?"

Ning Yan's eyes lingered on her for a moment. When did he start to look like this when he saw big girls since he was a child?

"Qiao Qiao, if you don't want me to do it yourself, you'd better turn yourself in and don't make each other look bad." Ning Yan's voice was chilling.

His indifference is the invisible sharp blade that hurts people, making her dripping with blood instantly.

Tears that had been suppressed for a long time fell from Qiao Qiao's eyes, "Ayan, tell me, what is wrong with me that makes you think I'm a deranged sinner?"

Ning Yan didn't question her, didn't explain anything, and just coldly persuaded her to turn herself in from the beginning to the end. What did he know, or what did he discover?That's why he treated her like this.

Ning Yan brushed off her hand that was pulling her cuff, and the aura around her became even colder, with an indelible chill in her voice: "Qiao Qiao, don't pretend to be smart anymore, letting you surrender is my last kindness. gone."

When Qiao Qiao heard this, she even became short of breath. She looked at Ning Yan stubbornly with her pale face, and said with a sob: "A Yan, what do you suspect me of? How can you doubt me? ? How...is it possible?"

She was sobbing, and her whole body was crying like pear blossoms and rain, but Ning Yan was unmoved, and removed the cigarette from her lips and held it between her fingertips.

"You ask me what I suspect? Then let me ask you, is Ah Heng's car accident related to you?"

Ning Yan's tone was awe-inspiring, and the cold light in her eyes was like a sharp knife trying to slice her open, and she suddenly had a feeling that she had nothing to hide from.

"Do you know about Susu being violated?"

"Is it your handwriting to design me and Susu to lie together?"

"Grandma contains hallucinogenic drugs, did you make it?"

"Is the car accident with Ah Shen also related to you?"

Every time he said something, his voice became colder.

The weather in City A has already entered summer, and the sun is warm, but she feels cold all over her body.

He tore off all her disguises with his own hands, raised her blood-stained hands high up, listed all the things she had done and exposed them to the sun, and then pronounced her sentence in a Ning Yan way Death penalty, Ling Chi for her.

The nails of her hands clenched into fists were firmly embedded in her palms, using the pain to keep herself awake and rational.

"Ayan, let's not say that I didn't do these things. Even if you want to convict me, you still have to produce evidence? Why do you directly accuse me of these crimes?"

Her usual weak posture suddenly became a little tougher, and her words became fierce: "Ayan, today you directly put these accusations on me casually, so can I also doubt Lan Xin like this?"

Hearing that she suddenly got involved with Lan Xin, Ning Yan's eyes dimmed, and there was a bit of danger in his eyes: "Qiao Qiao, don't challenge my patience, even objectively speaking, Lan Xin doesn't have these motives."

Qiao Qiao was too emotional, she got up suddenly from the stool, stared at him closely, trembling with anger, and cried: "Then I have it? Ah Heng, Ah Shen, Su Su, and grandma, they It’s my friends and relatives, do you think I’m so vicious and vicious?”

The girl's fierce actions and words attracted some nearby eyes, and the eyes that fell on them were curious and gossip.

Ning Yan frowned slightly, feeling impatient with Qiao Qiao's stubbornness. She used her tears to win sympathy and her appearance to gain trust, and then turned around and did something outrageous.

He repeated it over and over again, exhausting all his patience, just like the story of a wolf coming, one would naturally get tired of hearing it too much.

Ning Yan finished smoking a cigarette again. After he extinguished the cigarette butt, he flicked it into the trash can in a smart manner. Then he got up, buttoned the cuffs that Qiao Qiao had pulled away, and dusted off the dust that didn't exist on his body. Give her another glance, as if looking at her even more is too dirty.

"Ayan...you can't be so cruel to me, I really didn't do these things..." Her hand clasped her wrist tightly, and the tears fell more and more fiercely.

"Qiao Qiao, let go!" His gaze fell on his wrist, and he said coldly.

"I don't! A Yan, you know, I never want to let go, no matter before or now." She didn't care about the occasion and the pointing eyes around her.

In the past, she always felt that people's words were intimidating, so she worked hard to maintain her dignity and decency.

But now, she finally understands, what is there to be afraid of?
Ning Yan's gaze finally landed on her and stared at her.As if trying to find something out of her face, Qiao Qiao met his examining gaze without flinching.

"Quietly, your obsession is too deep, this can't be your reason for harming others." After speaking, he stretched out his hand with well-articulated joints, and without hesitation, he broke off her pale five fingers one by one.

Qiao Qiao staggered because of her unsteady center of gravity, sprained her ankle in high heels and fell to the ground with a cry of surprise.

She lightly rubbed her ankles, smiled with downcast eyes, with a bit of self-mockery: "Oh, Ayan, in the end it's my obsession alone, you...you are really ruthless."

When a man puts you in his heart, he will see and remember your every frown, smile and frown, wishing to bring the best things in the world to you.

But after he removed you from his heart, every move you made, every tear, seemed to him to be hypocritical, and he wished that you would disappear from his eyes immediately.

It's a pity that even if she understood, she was still deeply involved in it, and she was willing to let herself sink, because he had become beyond recognition.

Ning Yan's eyes fell on her ankles that were beginning to swell, her eyes flashed, and her tone was tepid: "Can you get up?"

Qiao Qiao raised her eyes, her eyes were full of grievances and endless sorrow, she bit her lower lip tightly, leaned on the bench, and struggled to get up.

She smiled hoarsely and said: "Ayan...you can go, don't pity me anymore, please keep the last bit of pride for me, okay?"

There was pleading in her tone, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and walked stubbornly with one foot deep and one foot shallow, with endless loneliness and desolation in her back.