Marriage favored by a wealthy family: Mr. Lu, your wife is quarrelsome again

Ye Mingli's red eyes were staring at Ye Yaoyao.

That look seemed to be looking at an enemy, without any trace of warmth that it should have.

As Ye Mingli approached step by step, Ye Yaoyao was so frightened that she stepped back, tripped over the debris on the ground, and collapsed on the ground.

Zhao Ya took the opportunity to quickly pick up the cup next to the bed and threw it at Ye Mingli. The three of them soon started fighting together.

While the three were fighting, they accidentally encountered the security mechanism of the villa.

But at this time, no one cared.

When the security guards of the villa arrived, they were shocked by the mess all over the house.

The people who can live here are either rich or noble, and they not only want face but also respect. When have they ever seen such a straightforward physical fight?

In the next second, they had no time to sigh. The strong smell of blood hit their noses and made people sick.

I saw a man and two women lying on the floor of the bedroom, both of them unconscious. The floor where the three of them were was covered with sticky blood, and it was impossible to tell who belonged to them.

"Hurry up and call the police."

"...Yes, yes, call the police immediately, and call an ambulance."

There was another flurry of excitement here.

By the time Ye Zhenzhen learned the news, the three of them had been rushed to the hospital.

Ye Yaoyao's injuries were relatively minor, and they were all skin injuries.

Zhao Ya was the most seriously injured, stabbed six times. Half of the blood on the ground was hers, and she is still being rescued.

As for the other half, it is naturally Ye Mingli's.

The location of his injury is rather embarrassing, three inches below the lower abdomen, and it may be useless from now on.

Ye Zhenzhen was so happy that she drank an extra bowl of soup, she really deserved it.

Since you can't take care of your lower body, let others take care of it for you.

Through surveillance, the police finally determined that the three of them were fighting each other, and all of them were punished to a certain extent.

After the three men recovered from their injuries, a sentence in jail was inevitable.

When Yang Zheng learned the news, he was sitting in the office that once belonged to Ye Mingli, smiling happily.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can look at the tall buildings outside, and a sense of pride arises spontaneously, and you murmur to yourself,

"Look, I just said that your choice back then was wrong. I haven't stepped on that good-for-nothing Ye Mingli. He is just a lost dog now."

"Hahahahahaha..."

A rapid knock on the door interrupted Yang Zheng's thoughts. He looked at the visitor angrily, "You are so reckless, how can you behave so well?"

The assistant was out of breath and pointed at the door, "Here we go...the police are here..."

Before Yang Zheng could ask further questions, the police had already pushed in the door. The leading policeman raised his ID, "I am from the ** Police Station..."

A few days later, Ye Zhenzhen pulled Lu Qifeng to the airport.

Ye Zhenzhen didn't wear makeup today, her flawless skin looked like a peeled egg. She put on a white dress for the first time in a long time, and she had the beauty of a hibiscus emerging from clear water.

She lay lazily on the car window, but her eyes kept staring at a beautiful figure in the distance.

"Want to go there?" Lu Qifeng took her cold hand and placed it in his palm.

A feeling of warmth dissipated the depression in his heart, and he held it back with his hand, smiling slightly, "I still don't want to go, just let her go quietly and live her own life."

His mother once had a life that she finally lost.

Lu Qifeng didn't speak anymore, but just stayed with Ye Zhenzhen quietly.

He knew that the woman he loved had never been fragile. He just needed to accompany her quietly and be her strongest support.

Ye Zhenzhen leaned back with peace of mind. The regular heartbeat in the man's chest was reassuring.

At the moment when the figure was about to disappear, Ye Zhenzhen saw her raised right arm and waved it casually towards the back a few times.

It feels like an end, but also like a new life.

"Let's go."

Ye Zhenzhen took a deep breath and gave instructions to the driver.

Li Lele, goodbye.

The driver did not go back to Lu Zhai directly, but went to the hospital.

The cast on Lu Qifeng's leg was ready to be removed, so he happened to drop by.

On the way, neither of them spoke. The intimate atmosphere lingered around them. Even if they didn't speak, they were still intimate.

"Ding dong!"

Ye Zhenzhen took out her phone and saw a message from Yanjing.

Because of Yanjing's current status, Ye Zhenzhen hasn't contacted him for a long time.

He is taking the initiative to send messages now, so he must be very busy.

Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly clicked on the message, which contained only a dozen words, "UK, island, Xingtian Project, orphanage, old professor, doctor, delete after reading."

It's not a complete sentence, but more like a sentence typed randomly in an emergency, because there are typos on it.

You know, Yanjing is a very hairy person and has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. He will never make mistakes like typos.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhenzhen became even more worried. '

I thought about the connection between these words in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more panicked I became.

Britain, Britain.....

"Qifeng, I'm going to England."

Lu Qifeng sighed and stared at Ye Zhenzhen closely, "What about me?"

Still want to push me away?

Ye Zhenzhen smiled brightly, "Of course we will go together, won't you go?"

"Go, of course."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

At this time, the poor assistant had fainted in the toilet from crying.