Boss Ji's petite wife

In a dilapidated old building halfway up the mountain.

Wen Shurong looked at Ji Hongye who was tied to the chair, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Ji Hongye, I didn't intend to harm you, as long as, as long as Wenxuan gets the contract and transfer letter..."

Wen Shurong held the mobile phone in his hand, and his palms were slightly sweating.

"You let me go?"

Ji Hongye nodded slightly, the pain in his body was like countless steel needles piercing his internal organs at the same time, and the corners of his mouth barely pulled out a mocking arc.

Wen Shurong heard the other party's indifferent voice, pursed her lips slightly, but did not say a word.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Ji Hongye's eyes, but he would never be seen by Wen Shurong.

Wen Shurong didn't dare to look at Ji Hongye's expression again, it was obvious that this man had harmed his father and ruined his family, but he couldn't really be ruthless.

He took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Fu Wenxuan, wanting to ask if the other party got the contract.

At this moment, the outer door was knocked open with a bang.

Wen Shurong was startled, and the mobile phone flew out of his hand.

He quickly turned his head to look at the door, and when he saw who was coming, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wenxuan, why are you here? Have you got the contract?"

When Wen Shurong saw Fu Wenxuan enter the door, his whole body relaxed, and he walked towards him with a trace of peace of mind on his face.

But just after he took two steps, he saw another person walking in from the outside.

"How did you come?!"

The moment Wen Shurong saw the person coming, his face was instantly stained with anger.

Liang Yu snorted coldly when he heard Wen Shurong's words, and walked up to Wen Shurong, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"Let me witness how the young master of the Wen family, who was so high back then, crawled on the ground like a dog."

Liang Yu glanced at Ji Hongye's direction, turned his head and said.

When Wen Shurong heard the other party's words, he was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to beat him up.

As a result, as soon as he raised his fist, Fu Wenxuan came over and grabbed his arm. Liang Yu sneered, and slapped Wen Shurong on the face.

This slap was merciless, and Wen Shurong's fair face instantly had a few bruises, and the corner of his mouth was also stained with a trace of blood.

But Wen Shurong couldn't care less about being angry at this moment, and his face was full of disbelief.

The person he loved the most actually grabbed his hand and made a person he hated to slap.

This kind of insult is simply more disgusting than killing him.

"Why, not convinced?"

Liang Yu looked at Wen Shurong meanly, stroked his face with his fingertips, and slapped him on the face the next moment.

"Fu Wenxuan, let me go!"

Wen Shurong was instantly angry. He pushed Fu Wenxuan, wanting to hit Liang Yu, but Fu Wenxuan slammed him to the ground.

"Damn! Just because you still want to touch Ah Yu?" Fu Wenxuan looked down at Wen Shurong with a cold voice.

"What do you mean?! Are you still entangled with him? Fu Wenxuan, you said that we will go abroad together after taking things from Ji's family!"

Wen Shurong clenched his fists and looked at Fu Wenxuan. He was suddenly startled by the 'Ayu' just now.

"Don't dream, I feel disgusted if I look at you more than once. The only one I love from the beginning to the end is Ayu. Only Ji Hongye will like you!"

Fu Wenxuan no longer concealed the disgust in his eyes, looked at Wen Shurong and said in a cold voice.

"You... what did you say?"

Wen Shurong was stunned, looking up at Fu Wenxuan, the blood all over his body was about to flow backwards.

"Unclear? Then I'll repeat for Wenxuan. Wenxuan loves me from beginning to end, and you are just a humble stepping stone."

Liang Yu looked at Wen Shurong's increasingly ugly face, and continued, "Wen Shurong, your expression now is exactly the same as before your father died..."

When Wen Shurong heard Liang Yu's words, his pupils shrank instantly, and he shouted, "What do you mean?!"

"It's so pitiful, who do you think killed your father? Is it Ji Hongye? No, no, it was you, you killed your father yourself..."

"Liang Yu, shut up!"

The tall man who was forced to sit on the chair said coldly with a gloomy face.

When Liang Yu heard Ji Hongye's words, he paused for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

"Liang Yu, what did you mean just now?!"

Wen Shurong had lost his mind at this time, and rushed over to catch Liang Yu, but was kicked away by Fu Wenxuan.

"What do you mean? Didn't you hand over the Suxiao Jiuxin pill that your father ate before he died?"

Liang Yu stood behind Fu Wenxuan with a mocking tone.

With just one sentence, Wen Shurong's brain exploded instantly, and he took a step back, staggering.

The medicine was given to him by Fu Wenxuan, and he personally fed it to his father when his father's illness flared up. Could it be that his father died not because of the illness, but because of a problem with the first aid medicine? !

"The heart-saving pills were carefully prepared by Wenxuan and I for my uncle. He watched his beloved son give him a ride with his own eyes. How do you feel?"