The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

"I don't love you at all! If it wasn't for the car accident, I would have gone to Shen's house to break up the engagement!" Ye Zhen sneered, and her actions became more and more violent, "You make me sick! Didn't you always want it, and now you want it? Pretend to be dying for someone to see!"

"You think I'm disgusting and dirty, what about Shen Qiao? She seduced her brother-in-law as a mistress, isn't she disgusting?!" Shen Wanqing gritted her teeth, her red pupils were full of hatred.

Because of Shen Qiao, she lost her mother who loved her and loved her, because of Shen Qiao, she was bullied by her beloved, and because of Shen Qiao, she lived like a dog in Lingcheng.

And all of this is because of Shen Qiao!

She will never forget how her mother died in front of her. On the wedding day, blood was splashed on the white gauze. Her mother was wearing a dark purple dress, standing noble and elegantly on the balcony of the hotel, smiling at her.

She said that standing on a high place, you can see her happy appearance clearly.

At that time, she was standing on the open-air wedding stage outside the hotel, wearing a white wedding dress, and witnessed all this happening.

Every time she thought about it, she couldn't sleep at night, and she trembled all over, full of hatred.

Even if it is death, it will not fulfill Shen Qiao, nor Ye Zhen.

It was because her mother broke the adulterous relationship between Shen Qiao and Ye Zhen that she accidentally fell down in a fit of anger!

She hated Shen Qiao, and even more Ye Zhen!
"Pa——" The wind of the palm was like a knife, and there was a burst of burning pain on the cheeks, Shen Wanqing snorted, a bright red oozes from the corner of his mouth, and a man's indifferent voice was heard next to his ears, full of deep hatred " How can you compare with Qiao Qiao?! If you hadn't shamelessly drugged and climbed into my bed, how could I have lost Qiao Qiao!"

"..." Shen Wanqing pursed her lips tightly, the scarlet blood was surging undercurrents, facing Ye Zhen's repeated humiliation, she was already as strong as a steel frame.

Even if her heart was bleeding, she was unwilling to justify and beg him again.

She didn't take any medicine at all, she was innocent... But Ye Zhenxin?

"Om-!"

Suddenly, the vibrating sound of the phone came from the suit jacket thrown on the ground, and Ye Zhen loosened the grip on Shen Wanqing, his deep eyes were full of contempt and arrogance.

His indifference disappeared the moment he connected the phone, and his eyes were as bright as stars shining in the dark night sky.

Shen Wanqing raised her torn lips sarcastically, her eyes were blurred, and a man's low and gentle voice was next to her ears.

"Jojo..."

A woman's soft and delicate voice came from the other end of the phone, "Ah Zhen, I feel so uncomfortable, I seem to have a fever, can you come and accompany me?"

Ye Zhen's brows furrowed in an instant, her worry was beyond words, "I'll be right over, don't be afraid."

As the words fell to the floor, he put on his clothes neatly, looked down at Shen Wanqing who was limp on the bed like a pool of mud, his eyes were full of disgust, "Qiao Qiao has a fever, she loves your stewed chicken soup, go stew it!"

"Hehe..." The commanding tone made Shen Wanqing laugh suddenly, she tremblingly propped up her broken body, and stared at him with red eyes, "Aren't you afraid that I will poison your sweetheart to death?"

"Hmph, you don't dare." Ye Zhen's razor-sharp eyes flicked across her pale cheeks, and his haughty tone carried the confidence of looking down on the world.

He was sure that she would not dare to hurt Shen Qiao.

Yes, she dare not...

If Shen Qiao was hurt at all, he would mercilessly take revenge on himself and his father...

"Hehehe..." Shen Wanqing laughed desperately.

What was left to her was the countless times of backs and the sound of closing the door with a "bang".

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