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Chapter 331 The Time Has Not Come

Seeing An Zhe like this, Li Jun and Jie Jing glanced at the room again, making sure that Yang Mo was not here, and did not bother him. After all, one more thing is worse than one less thing.

After all, they didn't want this person who had Yang Mo's husband's marriage certificate to get close to Yang Mo.

Turn away.

The moment the door to the room was closed again, An Zhe, who was drunk in the room, had a smile on his lips.She stood up and walked to the window, pulled back a curtain and looked outside until the two-wheeler left her villa.

Next is the woman.

Soon.

Qingliu came up in a hurry, and seeing him standing by the window and the wine bottle on the ground, she couldn't help showing distress, and said in a timid voice, "Zhe..."

"Get out." His cold voice uttered mercilessly after Qingliu's words, it was bitingly cold.

Qingliu was full of grievances, and suspected that Anzhe had heard about Yang Mo before he treated him like this.

Obviously, the past three years have eased up...

"Zhe..." She took two steps forward.

An Zhe raised his hand and smashed the cup in his hand to the ground, then turned to look at her: "What did I say! Did you forget?"

"I didn't... I just cared..." Tears welled up in Qingliu's eyes. She couldn't lose An Zhe. A man like An Zhe who can get the company back even if he leaves the house can only be his own.

But it took him three years, but he still didn't want to let him into his room!Why!Yang Mo is supposed to be dead and still makes An Zhe miss him!

Just a stand-in!It's not reassuring to be dead.

"Get out!" An Zhe lost his patience: "If you don't want to get out of the villa."

Qingliu's body trembled, her face full of disbelief, but she still covered her mouth and ran away.

After closing the door, he walked to a wall and pressed it, and the bookshelves were separated, revealing a secret room.

After walking down, Yang Mo, whom everyone was looking for, was sleeping on a soft bed like a baby.

Although he had touched her when he was married, he finally stopped the car when he saw her crumbling body.

After he calmed down, he soon realized that Li Jun would definitely come to him.

So he coaxed Yang Mo to take sleeping pills, and threw her into the secret room.

Raising her hand on her cheek, she twirled her hair on her cheek to the back: "It's okay, let's take our time."

It has been a few hours since Yang Mo took the sleeping pill, and when she touched her cheek, she felt a little uncomfortable, and slowly opened her eyes, a little confused, when she saw An Zhe, there was a trace of fear in her eyes, and she sat up immediately.My body is a little weak, and it's a little difficult to sit up.

"You haven't said who you are."

"You don't remember?" An Zhe didn't really believe her, but at the airport yesterday, it didn't look like a fake either.

"I saw you when I woke up. I don't know...how did I appear here." Yang Mo shook his head, feeling pain again, and his face looked a little bad.

"I don't know you, how dare you seduce me?" An Zhe pinched her face, inexplicably feeling that she was cute with such a vivid expression.

"Didn't you say that you are my husband?" Yang Mo opened her hand in pain, thinking that she didn't even know who she was.

What you do is done by instinct, as the instinct of the executor.

"You lied to me? I don't like it when people lie to me."

An Zhe clearly saw the coldness in her eyes when she said she hated someone lying to her.

It was so cold that even he felt afraid.

Without opening her mouth, she quietly looked at her for a while, then turned around, took out a red notebook from a cabinet, and showed it to Yang Mo.

Yang Mo opened it and saw the photo of himself and the man in front of him, and looked up at him: "Marriage certificate? Fake?"

"What's fake? It was verified by the Civil Affairs Bureau, so I don't know how to praise you." An Zhe was almost questioned by Yang Mo, very unhappy, and blurted out the words.

Yang Mo nodded, threw the notebook away, knelt down on the quilt, stretched out his hand to hook his neck again: "I'm stingy, let me give you a reminder, either I'm the only woman, or divorce."

An Zhe smiled and said lightly: "Divorce is impossible. You can only have me as a man." He lowered his head and tilted his lips.

Yang Mo's body paused, his foot slightly touched a certain place, and hit him.

An Zhe snorted, and immediately left her: "Did you... murder your husband?"

"Before I understand clearly what you are, don't touch me." Yang Mo tugged at the men's shirt on his body, then patted his aching head, and before he fell into a coma, he said again: "I don't know what you are." Like trash."

An Zhe looked at Yang Mo who was lying limp on the bed, his eyes flashed coldly, and he put a syringe in his hand into his pocket: "I said it! Let's take our time."

Before that person shows up, madam, you should stay here obediently.

Leaving the basement, he was completely exhausted and fell asleep on the bed.

Arrive at 10 o'clock as promised.

The place that hasn't appeared for three years has appeared again today.

Different from the past, this man who looked the same as her did not appear next to her as before, but stood suspended in mid-air with his eyes closed, seeming to have fallen asleep.

"Hey, the person you want, I'm here." Anzhe saw him, a guy who didn't know what it was, and could still touch his own body, and he had the uncanny valley effect, and he was very uncomfortable.

(Anzhe) still didn't open his eyes, but the voice still sounded from all directions in this dark space.

'Do as Yuan told you without hurting her. '

"Aren't you going out?" An Zhe looked at his face that was exactly the same as his own, and didn't step forward: "If you don't go out, the company will be gone."

'The time has not come. '(Anzhe) said the cold voice and then disappeared into the darkness.

An Zhe slowly opened his eyes, it was already dawn outside, he got up, washed up and went to the secret room.

in the secret room.

Yang Mo was no longer on the bed, An Zhe looked around and saw her shivering in a corner.

"You..." He wasn't sure what was in his hair, so he whispered.

When Yang Mo heard his body, his trembling body trembled, and he raised his head suddenly. When he saw him, he seemed to see some backbone, and staggered and rushed towards him.

An Zhe took a step back subconsciously, before he could stand still, he threw himself into her arms, his body trembling even more.

"Don't...don't leave me...don't..." Yang Mo's crying voice was choked up, and he looked up at him, begging all the time: "Don't lock me up, I'm... afraid..."

An Zhe froze on the spot, subconsciously hugged her with both hands, looked down at the sad and frightened woman with her face blankly, and strange memories appeared in her brain.

Is it the memory of the guy who looks the same as me? Why does the woman in it look exactly like my wife?
An Zhe was thinking a little confused, while patting her on the back, while digesting the strange memories that popped up in his brain, he began to redefine that guy in the dark.

Also, the sentence: "The time has not come."

(End of this chapter)