No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

The sharp tip of the knife slightly penetrated the tender skin.

Red blood oozed out.

But Meng Yan is fearless!

Once, her eyes were full of him, but now when she looks at him, all she sees is resentment and endless hatred...

The ignorance and resentment in this world come and go in a hurry.

"Why!"

Qiao Shiyan's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared into hers, not missing any change in her expression.

How he thought that all this was just an illusion and never really happened.

His little smoke loves him.

How could her body accept the man next to her?

impossible!

It's impossible!

Meng Yan looked at his disbelieving eyes and smiled softly.

"Because I hate you!"

"Because I want to leave you! Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Qiao Shiyan, we have reached a dead end a long time ago!"

"But you won't let me go!"

"I think it's just because I was clean when I followed you. The only advantage I have over Qin Shiyi and your countless women is this! Now that I'm sleeping with someone else, this is the only advantage you have most. This thing I care about is gone... So Qiao Shiyan, now you can either kill me or let me go."

……

She held his hand and held the tip of the fruit knife forward.

"Meng Yan!"

Qiao Shiyan's forehead showed veins.

The violent factor buried in his blood made him want to kill her at this moment, so that his heart would not hurt, and he would no longer have to be so humble and cowardly to please a woman, let alone day and night. Worrying about a woman.

They confront each other,

The bright red blood beads slipped from the tip of the knife one by one...

Suddenly, he threw the knife aside, grabbed her arm and dragged her towards the bathroom.

Meng Yan screamed: "Qiao Shiyan, what are you doing? What are you going to do?"

Qiao Shiyan dragged her into the bathroom.

He grabbed her with one hand and turned on the shower with the other. Suddenly, the cold water jets hit her face and body like needles. Her black hair spread out to block her eyes and the tears in her eyes.

Her clothes were torn.

She was roughly pressed against the wall by him and asked: "Where did he touch you? Is it here...or here?"

Every time he said something, he rinsed it roughly.

Meng Yan was in pain, but when she saw Qiao Shiyan caring about the pain, she felt indescribable joy in her heart. She leaned against the cold bathroom wall and spoke to him word by word with lowered eyes.

"everywhere!"

"All over, inside and out!"

……

There was a cold and provocative smile in her eyes, which almost drove Qiao Shiyan crazy.

He stood close to her with his tall body, his dark eyes full of evil: "Meng Yan! You are looking for death!"

He scrubbed hard.

He wanted to peel off a layer of her skin.

"useless!"

Meng Yan raised her slender neck. Her skin was very thin. This action exposed her carotid arteries to his sight. She smiled to herself: "Why don't you wash yourself?"

"If it's dirty! Even if you wash it a hundred times, it won't matter."

"Those unbearable images and those crazy imaginations will penetrate deep into your bones and penetrate into your blood... You will never forget them again."

"Qiao Shiyan, you are dirty from the inside out."

"What makes you think that I, Meng Yan, am willing to accept a dirty man like you and still love you to death? Qiao Shiyan, am I too naive, or are you?"

"I'm different from you, I still have the ability to love."

"After leaving you, I will do the things I like, and maybe I will meet a new lover..."

……

When Meng Yan said this, there was light in his eyes.

And longing!

This directly stimulated Qiao Shiyan!

He pressed her against the wall and looked at her sinisterly: "How dare you say it! How dare you say it! I'll let you say it again, I'll let you say it again!"

He bit down on her aorta.

He only needed to exert a little force, and she was instantly gone.

But he couldn't bear it.

He couldn't bear it!

Love and hate are just a matter of thought.

Even when he was so furious, he still couldn't bear to really hurt her. His soaked face was buried in her neck, and his hot breath sprayed on her cold skin, causing tremors.

His voice was hoarse and weak.

He begged her in an extremely painful tone: "Xiaoyan, tell me none of this is true! You didn't betray me, that video was synthesized by you! Xiaoyan, tell me quickly! Tell me... "

Meng Yan leaned back on the cool tiles.

She just thought it was ridiculous——

Qiao Shiyan, are you in pain?

Do you know that I have experienced this kind of pain thousands of times? When I was an ignorant girl, the first time I smelled the perfume on your body, the first time I saw the hickey on your neck. At that time, I was in pain a thousand times more than you were. It was the collapse of faith.

Now, what does this mean?

She was held by him numbly, and after a long time, he seemed to accept this fact.

He leaned into her ear and asked softly: "Tell me, who is he?"

"A cowboy!"

"You can't find it! I gave him five million, and he has already returned to his hometown."

……

Qiao Shiyan strangled her neck, but his voice was extremely gentle: "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me! I will find out, Meng Yan. When I find out, I will force you to find out the truth! I will chop him wherever he touches you." where."

(Shen Family Mansion. Shen Dishu felt a chill on his neck)

late at night.

He left with Meng Yan. Their clothes were all wet. They were clothes given by Secretary Jin.

When the door opened, Qiao Shiyan's face was ashen.

Secretary Jin didn't dare to say a word.

She had a premonition that something big had happened, and she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Secretary Jin waited outside the door for about half an hour. The door of the suite opened again, and Mr. Qiao came out with Meng Yan in his arms. Meng Yan's slender body hung in his arms, and her black hair fell down to cover most of her small face.

There was no trace of business in her appearance.

Inside the wide black suit, a pair of fair arms were vaguely covered with purple and red marks, and the lips were bitten...

Secretary Jin glanced at Mr. Qiao.

Her heart was shaking.

The atmosphere in the black RV was gloomy. In fact, Secretary Jin usually had a good relationship with Meng Yan, but now she didn't even dare to say hello. Mr. Qiao was so angry that he didn't know when he would explode.

Meng Yan's frail body leaned lightly on the leather seat.

She turned her face away and looked outside the car.

She didn't want to look at Qiao Shiyan.

Qiao Shiyan looked at her.

He thought of the love affair just now and how he forced her. Even though he knew that she might accept two men within an hour, he still possessed her uncontrollably.

He wanted to see her reaction.