The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

The bone-piercing pain was like a maggot attached to the bone, Yu Wan couldn't help being sad, tears fell down one by one.She seemed to have had a long and distant dream. In the dream world, every bit of pain was extraordinarily clear.

The memory in her mind burst open, and Yu Wan suddenly opened her eyes without any warning, her eyes full of tears filled with a lot of heat, she looked at Ye Zhen in a daze, and asked him in a low voice, "I What about the child!"

However, just for a moment, she fell back on the hospital bed like a doll drained of strength.

Ye Zhen shook her hand violently, her red eyes and clear hatred were all in her mind.

Yu Wan remembered, remembered everything...

Ye Zhen took a deep breath, even breathing was painful.

He reached out his hand and fell on her cheek affectionately, wiping away the tears that fell from the corners of her eyes.

"Our child is fine, it's Ali...it's the A Li you've seen..."

A low whisper came out of his mouth, at this moment, there was a knock on the door: "Knock, knock, knock."

"Come in." Ye Zhen stared at Yu Wan intently, her brows were slightly furrowed because of being disturbed.

Jiang Rou glanced at Yu Wan who was lying on the hospital bed, and collected her thoughts, "President, Shen Qiao has been locked up in the wine cellar for a day and a night."

The implication is that people cannot be locked up like this, they need to be dealt with.

Ye Zhen's slightly retracted eyebrows revealed a cold light, "I see."

Saying that, Ye Zhen stood up, took Jiang Rou away, and just walked out of the hospital, the man stopped for a long time, and ordered worriedly: "Re-invite a group of A-level bodyguards to protect Yu Wan."

"Yes!" Jiang Rou nodded, her expression was quite complicated, she held back a word, silently followed Ye Zhen after hesitating for a while, and finally asked.

"President, do you regard Ms. Yuwan as the wife's substitute?" Even though she felt that she was meddling, Jiang Rou couldn't help but want to say it.

Six years ago, she followed Ye Zhen for several years and experienced too many regrets and misunderstandings. This time, she didn't want to see Ye Zhen repeat the same mistakes, and she didn't want to see Yu Wan become Shen Wanqing's substitute and live in Ye Zhen's heart .

"She's not a substitute." Ye Zhen's nostalgic voice sounded, "Yu Wan is her, she is Shen Wanqing."

"This, how is this possible..." Jiang Rou suddenly looked at Ye Zhen in surprise, her face full of disbelief, but when she thought of that almost identical face, she hesitated.

"Let's go." Ye Zhen withdrew her mind, the only sound left in the cold corridor was the "da da da" of leather shoes.

Ye family, underground wine cellar.

There were bursts of sharp roars, followed by an angry smashing sound.

"Ye Zhen! Ye Zhen!"

"Let me out, let me out! You can't do this to me, you can't!"

"I'm Shen Wanqing's own younger sister! Don't you like her? If you like her, you should take good care of me and be nice to me! I'm the closest person to Shen Wanqing in this world!"

"Hehehe... Ah Zhen, how could you treat me like this? I have loved you for so many years, and I have been by your side for so many years. Yu Wan just looks like Shen Wanqing. How can you let me down for her!"

Shen Qiao roared, and rushed to the wine rack like a madman, lifted a bottle of red wine worth hundreds of thousands, and smashed it on the ground.

"Bang!", the bright red and rich fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, but Shen Qiao, who fell into hatred, didn't care about the sweetness of the red wine at all. There was only hatred, only unwillingness in her eyes, and only her attachment to Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen frowned, and walked to the electronic door of the wine cellar with disgust on her face. Jiang Rou stepped forward, and after entering a series of passwords, the electronic door opened with a "click".

The sound in the room stopped abruptly, Shen Qiao rushed to the door, looked at the man's indifferent eyes with a haggard face, her heart trembled violently.

He looked at her coldly, his dark eyes reflected his embarrassment and distress, Shen Qiao tightened his lower lip, stared at Ye Zhen in humiliation, and said angrily, "A Zhen, why did you lock me up!"

As she said that, an innocent expression appeared on Shen Qiao's innocent face, and Ye Zhen's heart felt sick.

Back then, he was deceived time and time again by her innocent appearance like this. If it wasn't for Shen Wanqing's "death", he probably would never have investigated Shen Qiao in his life, let alone know that under her weak appearance, wrapped in How about an evil heart.

"Shen Qiao, how long are you going to pretend?" Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows, her tone was cold and unfeeling.

Shen Qiao hoarse her voice, as if being choked by him, and tried to calm down: "I, I don't understand what you are talking about..."

"Heh..." Ye Zhen sneered, raised his wrist, and Jiang Rou behind him immediately handed him a stack of thick file bags.

Shen Qiao keenly felt that there was some important evidence threatening her in the file bag, she rushed up to snatch the file bag, but was pushed away indifferently by Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen crossed her arms across her chest, blocking Shen Qiao's approach, and seeing the anxiety and uneasiness in her eyes, a hurricane blew in her eyes and slammed the file bag on her face.

"Ah!" Shen Qiao cried out in pain and was pushed to sit on the ground.

The seal of the file bag was broken, and the photos inside were stabbed in her pupils.

The woman in the photo is wearing a mask and wearing a black windbreaker, her face is completely covered, and standing beside her are the men with scars.

Shen Qiao ignored the pain on her face, picked up the photo with trembling hands, and stuffed it back into the file bag.

"Aren't you familiar with the woman in the photo?" The man's contemptuous sarcasm came from above his head.

Shen Qiao froze, bit her lip, and firmly denied, "I don't know you!"

"Really..." Ye Zhen raised her thin lips, "Take a good look, the woman in the photo is clearly you! Qiao Qiao!"

This was the first time Ye Zhen called her "Qiao Qiao" after a long time.

There was no emotion in his icy voice, it was so cold and eerie, it was so cold to the bone marrow that it made her stiff.

Shen Qiao looked at him anxiously, pretended to be calm and shook her head, "I don't know him!"

"But I know him." Ye Zhen laughed at her stupidity, squatted down, picked up the file folder and tore it open in front of Shen Qiao, and each of the scattered photos pierced into Shen Qiao's eyes.

He accurately took out a few clear photos, which were Shen Qiao's profile and front face, and then pinched Shen Qiao's chin with one hand, forcing her to look up at the face in the photos clearly.

"Shen Qiao, you have lied to me for so many years! Such a deep scheme!" Ye Zhen said through gritted teeth.

Shen Qiao laughed suddenly, she couldn't retreat, she couldn't quibble, she held the obsession with breaking the jar, "Yes, it's me! But so what, it's just a few people asking for directions, what can it mean?" ?”

Jiang Rou frowned, and said in disgust: "Shen Qiao, these people have already been arrested by the police! How long do you want to argue?"