Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

There was a burning pain in her throat, which made her suffocate as if it was being burned.

"Cough! Cough!"

She covered her neck and coughed uncontrollably. There were a few traces of blood on the ground, which showed that he had really killed her and showed no mercy.

Winnie watched the man's back completely disappear before her eyes, but she smiled so much that tears flowed out, but there was a burst of sadness and deep hatred in her eyes.

"Shi Zifan!" She said every word.

"Hehe, hahaha..."

He laughed like crazy, but the wound on his throat was pulled, and he couldn't help coughing again.

"Cough! Cough!"

Putting her hands on the ground, Winnie looked at her own blood on the ground with gloomy eyes: "I won't make it easy for you, Shen Nuo!"

If it hadn't been for her, how could she have ended up in this situation!

It's all her fault.

Why doesn't she die?

She should have died on the operating table in the first place!

Her hands slowly tightened, and Winnie's eyes became completely cold.

The maid who heard the news at the door screamed when she saw the embarrassed Winnie on the ground.

"Oh my god, Princess Winnie, what's wrong with you?!"

He hurriedly stepped forward to help her up: "Princess, are you okay?"

Winnie stood up slowly with support, and after she stood firmly, she pushed the maid away.

The maid didn't pay attention for a moment, and her waist hit the corner of the dressing table, causing her face to turn pale in pain.

Winnie stood up straight and looked at her condescendingly: "What did you see just now?"

Her eyes were cold and without any warmth, and the maid was frightened: "No... I didn't see anything."

"Really?" Winnie twitched her lips.

The maid nodded hurriedly.

"It better be this way!"

After Winnie finished speaking, she turned around and left without looking back.

It wasn't until Winnie's figure disappeared from the room that the maid breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh my god, isn't it said that Princess Winnie has the most gentle temperament?

That look just now almost scared her to death.

However, just when she was glad that she had escaped, a man suddenly walked in at the door and thrust a knife into her heart with her unclear eyes.

Her eyes widened in disbelief: "Why...what?"

The man's face was expressionless: "It's my fault that you saw something you shouldn't have seen."

Princess Winnie was proud and noble, so how could she allow a lowly maid to see her in such a miserable state.

Anyone or anything that damages her image deserves to die!

This is Princess Winnie's principle.

No one knows that Princess Winnie, who has always shown herself to be gentle, generous and elegant, has a crueler heart than anyone else!

The maid did not understand until her death what she had done wrong.

By the time the man finished taking care of the maid and went out, Princess Winnie had already packed herself up again. Although her face was still pale, her clothes had been changed into a pair of clean gauze pajamas.

She leaned on the bed and asked the doctor to check her throat. Just as the doctor finished handling it, the man came in.

Winnie glanced at him and said in a hoarse voice: "Has everything been taken care of?"

The man nodded and stepped aside.

Winnie raised her eyes and said, "Come here."

The man paused slightly, walked over, and stood in front of Winnie without saying a word.

Winnie glanced at the doctor. The doctor understood, lowered his head, turned around and went out, closing the door.

"Lower your head." Her voice was hoarse, like a broken gong, but it seemed to have a touch of tenderness.

The man did not dare to resist and lowered his head.

Winnie caressed his face, her eyes fell on those warm eyes, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and her nails dug into the man's cheeks.

"Kiss me!" she said coldly.

The man did as he was told and kissed her lips.

The man seems to be very skilled at it. When kissing, he looks at the woman with his eyes open, his eyes gentle and noble.

Sure enough, the woman's face softened instantly, she put her arms around his neck, and responded enthusiastically.

The man slowly pushed the woman onto the bed and took off her clothes. The woman didn't react at all and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

Deep in love, a lingering name came out of the woman's mouth: "Zifan..."

The man has long been used to it. He just looks at the woman under him with a smile, and his warm eyes are full of doting.

The woman became more and more emotional, raised her head and kissed him again.

Shi Zifan knew nothing about all this.

The car was racing all the way, and the twenty-minute journey took him to the hospital in less than ten minutes.

He walked toward the emergency room eagerly, his face tense, and his aura strong and compelling.

When the urgent footsteps came, Xie Yan looked over and saw a man who was eager to go this way.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Qin Siyu, who was standing at the door of the emergency room like a sculpture.

Shi Zifan didn't expect to see Qin Siyu here. He paused slightly and looked at Xie Yan.

"How is Nono?"

Before Xie Yan could speak, the man who had been motionless suddenly turned his head and looked over.

When he saw Shi Zifan's face, Qin Siyu suddenly reacted. He raised his legs and walked over.

Shi Zifan didn't move and looked directly at him.

Qin Siyu suddenly quickened his steps and punched Shi Zifan in the face without saying a word.

Qin Siyu's movements were so fast that no one expected that he would suddenly take action. Xie Yan and Shi Zifan's special assistant Fang Haoran were stunned.

Shi Zifan was beaten so hard that he staggered several steps, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He narrowed his eyes dangerously and started to move his hands.

Both of them were very skilled and had passed countless moves in the blink of an eye. Fang Haoran moved his feet and wanted to step forward, but Xie Yan reached out to stop him.

"I advise you not to move," Xie Yan looked at him with a half-smile, "You don't want us to fight too?"

Fang Haoran glanced at him.

He knew that Xie Yan was Qin Siyu's right-hand man and one of Anyan's core personnel. He had handled many external assassinations.

"This is a hospital," Fang Haoran reminded.

"Young Master Qin has a sense of proportion." Xie Yan was unmoved.

Fang Haoran frowned and said nothing, but he looked like he didn't believe it.

Qin Siyu looked irrational at first glance.

However, just when he was thinking this, Qin Siyu stopped. He grabbed Shi Zifan's clothes and said with scarlet eyes: "She only went to the banquet with you because she trusted you, and you just left her behind!"

Shi Zifan's movement to fight back suddenly stopped.

Qin Siyu's hand holding his collar had veins popping out, and his black eyes were as red as blood: "Since you can't protect her, why touch her!"

The woman he loved at the top of his heart, he set her free because he wanted her to be happy, not to be abandoned so casually!

If he knew what would happen if he let go, he would never let go even if he died!

Suddenly letting go of the man's clothes, Qin Siyu glanced at Shi Zifan coldly, then turned and returned to the door of the emergency room.

Shi Zifan stood there silently, his handsome face swollen, but he didn't react at all, as if he was frozen and couldn't move.