Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"Aren't you going in?"

Wen Ya got out of the car, but Tang Jinglan opened the window and lit a cigarette.

He responded, took a puff of cigarette presumptuously, leaned back on his seat, and swallowed the clouds.

This scene fell into Wen Ya's eyes, revealing a trace of disgust.

Tang Jinglan's appearance is not in her aesthetics.

At the beginning, she agreed to get engaged only because of the pressure from her family, but now after she met Mu Yanzheng, she fell into a bit of a sinking position.

"I don't care about you, I'll go in by myself."

After leaving the words coldly, she tidied up her clothes and entered the hotel lobby.

Tang Jinglan smoked two cigarettes in a row downstairs, got out of the car, her face was as ugly as ever.

Along the way, the elevator stopped outside a room, and the room card was not used to push the door to enter.

This is a luxurious suite, there is no one in the living room, and the sound of water can be heard from the bedroom.

Knowing that Wen Ya was taking a shower, he pulled out the belt from his waist, carried it into the bedroom, and pushed open the bathroom door.

After a scream, Wen Ya squatted down crying.She hugged her body, letting the wet hair drip down her cheeks.

"Although we are a fiancee, you can't just look at my body so clearly, so you..."

"What kind of woman, I have never seen."

Tang Jinglan supported the glass door frame with one hand, her expression was cold and cruel, but she had no lust at all.

When Wen Ya heard his words, she thought she had heard wrong, she slowly raised her head, blinked her eyes and looked at him in surprise.

"What did you say?"

"Women are meant to be enjoyed by men, and so are you."

He repeated what he had just said, with a more straightforward meaning.

Wen Ya opened her mouth, stared at her eyes, and retorted angrily: "I'm not!"

"What are you not? Not a woman? Or..."

"Tang Jinglan, you are despicable! I want to divorce!"

"You can do whatever you want, but now..."

Tang Jinglan's nature was exposed, playing with the belt in his hand, and the next second, he swung it suddenly, and there was a loud 'pop' from the bathroom, accompanied by a louder scream from the woman.

"what!"

The belt didn't fall on her body, but Wen Ya still cowered in the corner in fright.

When she looked up, Tang Jinglan was no longer at the door.

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, Tang Jinglan appeared again, still holding her dirty clothes in his hand.

"Put it on and get out!"

His voice was cold, with a hint of ruthlessness.

Wen Ya was frightened and could only compromise.

When she got dressed and came out, Tang Jinglan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, drinking tea.

"sit."

Before he could raise his eyes, he motioned.

Wen Ya thought of just now, she was a little scared, so she could only dawdle and sit down on the sofa opposite him.

"Repeat what you said in the car just now."

He poured her a cup of tea, his tone was calm, but still chilling.

Wen Ya raised her head cautiously, looked at his face, twitched the corners of her mouth, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Tang Jinglan raised her eyes, her eyes were sharp, she was so frightened that she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to raise her eyes again.

"Repeat them all."

"..."

Wen Ya was silent, desperately doubting what she said in the car.

Seeing that she had been silent, Tang Jinglan coughed lightly to remind her.

She trembled immediately: "I didn't intend to harm her, I just wanted to teach Meng Chu a lesson."

"Well. What else?"

"She was the designer Smith introduced to me. She ran away and even dared to criticize me. You said that a designer like this, I will not block you, and I have already shown mercy."

"..."

Tang Jinglan raised his eyes, and put away a small thing that looked like a pen.

Just at this moment, Wen Ya raised her head and caught a glimpse of her pale face, reaching out to grab it.

Tang Jinglan had quick eyes and quick hands, put it away and put it in his suit pocket, looked at her distressed look with cold eyes, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, "A lost dog."

Wen Ya listened to these words, as if scolding her.

But she didn't care, all she wanted was to get back the recorder.

"Jinglan, I was wrong, I shouldn't think of harming others, can you not let the third person know what we said, can I be wrong. I will never listen to you in the future, and I will never discriminate against people again, me……"

"You are not someone to me, why should I care about your life?"

Tang Jinglan looked at her anxiously, like a clown, his expression was much more relaxed than before, even with a hint of playfulness.

Wen Ya was terrified, and hurriedly took out her final trump card: "I am your fiancee, we are going to get married, we are husband and wife, if I do something wrong, I will also implicate you. We..."

"Stop!"

Tang Jinglan interrupted her, "We are not a fiancée, we have nothing to do with each other. On the day you were controlled by the Chinese police, your Wen family's property was damaged in many places, and now the Wen family..."

Speaking of this, Tang Jinglan lit a cigarette, and she could understand the situation that the Wen family had reached now because of her, even if he didn't say anything about it.

"Woooooooo..."

Looking at his posture at this moment, Wen Ya suddenly covered her face and sobbed softly.

During the period, Tang Jinglan got up from the sofa and went to the window because of the phone call. As soon as she got through, Wen Ya wanted to run away, but when she got to the door, she found that the lock couldn't be opened at all.

Feeling restless, she could only go back to the living room, seeing Tang Jinglan leisurely on the phone, picked up the tea tray on the coffee table and was about to commit murder.

Fortunately, Tang Jinglan had practiced before, and when he was touched by a flying object, his alertness flashed by.

The tea tray hit the window without any damage, and fell straight onto the carpet.

But Tang Jinglan's expression was not as good-looking as before.

He hung up the phone, stepped forward a few steps, and dragged the woman who was still in panic into the bedroom.

On the big bed, Wen Ya had a gun pointed at her head, and she closed her eyes tightly in fright, for fear that her head would collapse in the next second.

"You really make me have no desire at all."

Every word of Tang Jinglan's words is heartbreaking, and every sentence kills.

As a woman, she was still the eldest daughter of the Wen family who was arrogant and proud of her talents. When had she ever received such treatment.

But during the day, she was either frightened or verbally insulted by Tang Jinglan.

"Jing Lan, please, I was wrong, please let me go."

"At the celebration banquet the day before yesterday, who did you meet!"

"I... I don't know her."

Tang Jinglan's pressing question made Wen Ya cry in fright.

She tried her best to recall, but she was really not familiar with that woman.

"At that time, I knew that I was dazzled by jealousy, so I believed her words and let Wenwen drink the powder she gave me. Nothing happened at first, but I don't know why Meng Chu pushed me to death."

"When I arrive at the police station in a while, tell me everything you said now, or else..."

"I say I say."

Wen Ya's spirit was on the verge of collapse, and she kept begging for mercy. In the end, Tang Jinglan let her go.

In the afternoon, Wen Ya was brought back to the police station. Not only Tang Jinglan, but also Mu Yanzheng and the chief were sitting in the interrogation room.

Wen Ya was handcuffed, and as soon as she sat in the interrogation chair, she saw Tang Jinglan taking pictures of her with her mobile phone.Suddenly, she panicked and yelled at Tang Jinglan: "I promised you to come, why are you doing this to me!"