The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

"No grace!" Shen Wanqing pursed her lips, rubbed her sore buttocks and stood up from the ground while leaning on the wall, her jade-like cheeks became angry from embarrassment at that moment of gratitude to Ye Zhen.

The harm Ye Zhen brought to herself was deep and heavy, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, her heart fell into him again. Such passivity made her irritable and made her feel inferior.

Ye Zhen, why...why let her love without dignity...

Ye Zhen took out the silk handkerchief from his pocket, and slowly wiped the hand that held Shen Wanqing just now in front of Shen Wanqing, without any concern for Shen Wanqing, his slightly frowning brows showed his displeasure at the moment.

Shen Wanqing's face turned even darker, Ye Zhen was despising her!

Seeing the man's graceful and composed movements, Shen Wanqing felt ruthless in her heart, she threw Ye Zhen down with a vicious lunge, and rode on the man's waist in a vulgar gesture.

"Shen Wanqing, get out of here!" There was a cold light and danger in Ye Zhen's long and narrow eyes, Ye Zhen's pupils were suffocated, and a vortex of anger blew up in his eyes like a hurricane, staring at Shen Wanqing, who did not expect to see each other for a few days. The cat's claws are sharp again!
Ye Zhen thought angrily, but the instinct of a man was caught in flames by her delicate body, and her body tensed.

"What a hypocritical man!"

Shen Wanqing felt that he was obviously stiff, her face turned red immediately, and she was struggling to get up, Ye Zhen squinted her eyes, her pupils shrank sharply, a cold smile appeared on her lips, and she rolled her long arms, tightly wrapping around the woman sitting on her body In his arms, against his chest.

"what!"

Shen Wanqing screamed, staring blankly at the man who was so close in front of him, his eyes under thick and slender eyelashes were unfathomable, looking at her face, flashing a faint joke.

The warm yellow light shone on the two of them, and the atmosphere became awkward and strange. Ye Zhen's cold facial features gradually softened, and a trace of confusion appeared in his black pupils.

He was greedy for Shen Wanqing's body, although he didn't want to admit it, but in these years, only she could arouse his emotions so easily.

Just like now, he can no longer tell whether his feelings for her are hatred or unwillingness...

"You, let me go!" Shen Wanqing struggled with a blushing face.

"Don't forget your responsibility." Ye Zhen snorted coldly, a faint mockery appeared in the dark black pupils, and his eyes moved down to Shen Wanqing's flat belly.

Shen Wanqing's struggling body paused, thinking of "pregnancy", her teeth trembled in anger, and she said in a self-defeating way: "If you want to have a baby, go to bed!"

Ye Zhen's pupils relaxed, seeing the rejection on the woman's face, she suddenly lost interest, pushed Shen Wanqing away and stood up.

Shen Wanqing was pushed to sit aside, she was stunned and didn't understand what Ye Zhen was thinking, she rubbed her painful waist, and sat on the ground without saying a word.

Ye Zhen looked at her condescendingly, seeing that she hadn't got up for a long time, remembering that Shen Wanqing's chest had been stabbed by scissors, her brows furrowed even more, and she blurted out subconsciously, "Does the chest hurt?"

"What?" Shen Wanqing was slightly stunned, and looked up at Ye Zhen suspiciously.

Ye Zhen exhaled heavily, and her rough palm landed on Shen Wanqing's delicate neck, and then she tore it hard.

"It's stabbed!" With a sound, the apricot shirt made of silk was easily torn apart by Ye Zhen, revealing the pink and hideous wound.