The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

Seeing Ye Zhen's increasingly ugly face, Xing Que rolled his throat, "I can't find out what happened ten years ago, I guess you have to find someone to investigate this matter yourself, it's been too long, and many clues have been broken. gone."

"..." Ye Zhen didn't answer, the more she watched, the more she left with trembling heart.

He originally thought that when he knew that Shen Qiao designed to deceive him, he would be heartbroken and disappointed, but when everything was bloody in front of him, only anger and guilt towards Shen Wanqing remained.

His mind was full of Shen Wanqing's eyes that resented him back then, those eyes that were so desperate and hated him so much.

Ye Zhen's eyes were red, and the rising mist swirled in his eye sockets, full of regret and pain.

"Ah Zhen?" Xing Que stretched out his hand in front of him anxiously, "You, are you okay?"

"I'll check what happened ten years ago." Ye Zhen took a deep breath, suppressed the thought of asking Shen Qiao to tear off her mask immediately, and with a "crash", tore the information in her hand to pieces.

"What are you doing? Brother, it's not easy for me to check these things!" Xing Que immediately stepped forward to pick up the torn documents, and cried out in distress.

"Where's Zheng Xuanxuan?" Ye Zhen asked through gritted teeth, he would never let anyone who participated in this incident hurt Shen Wanqing back then.

"I'm in Haicheng, and I haven't dared to come back all these years. I didn't let anyone startle me, I just started monitoring." Xing Que's scalp was numb by Ye Zhensen's cold aura, and he asked worriedly, "What do you want?" What are you doing? Don't be impulsive. If you break the law, we will go through legal procedures to get it back. Don't put yourself in it for this kind of person!"

Ye Zhen stared at her bloodshot eyes, "Even if I want to kill her now, no one will know that I did it."

Xing Que rolled his throat. Having seen Ye Zhen's methods, he squinted his eyes and followed his chest, "What about Shen Qiao? What are you going to do?"

"Keep her and let Wanqing solve it herself!" Ye Zhen gritted his teeth, raised his head, crystal liquid fell from his eye sockets, blood oozes from his clenched fists, every word he uttered exhausted all his life's strength , extruded from the gap between the teeth.

Xing Que heaved a sigh of relief, then immediately widened his eyes and looked at him in horror: "You, you, you, have you seen the devil? Shen Wanqing has been dead for four years, how can I solve it myself?"

"Wanqing is not dead... She is back... Xing Que, you know, this is the happiest thing for me... I think God has taken care of me." Ye Zhen's voice choked up, his deep eyes Tears welled up and he laughed.

His happy smile, with sadness and guilt, made Xing Que frowned. He sat next to Ye Zhen and kept pouring wine. Can drink!"

Xing Que said, full of complicated feelings. After knowing Ye Zhen for so many years, it was the first time he saw him cry with flesh and blood, like a child, not just with a frozen face all day long, and the appearance of not eating fireworks.

"Drink." Ye Zhen took the wine glass handed over by Xing Que, and poured it with his head up. The strong wine burned his throat and heart, with burning pain, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and drank it with his life.

In the end, he could only watch what Ye Zhen drank, but he couldn't drink a cup himself.

"Hey, I didn't expect that Ye Zhen, who was cold-faced and cruel-hearted, would be hurt by love one day?" Xing Que sighed coldly, and poked the man who had already drunk five or six bottles, his face full of disgust.