Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

Shen Nuo's face was blank, the hand holding his bathrobe was shaking a little, and his eyelashes were blinking: "But I think you are cold."

The man leaned closer to her, so close that his long eyelashes could almost brush her cheek.

Shen Nuo couldn't help but tilted her head back, trying to stay away from him, but the man had already expected it. He pressed the back of her head with one hand and pushed slightly in his direction. The tips of their noses touched each other, and their breaths blended. .

The air suddenly heated up, and the ambiguous breath filled every corner of the room as if it was free.

Shen Nuo's breath was suffocated. The man's deep and beautiful phoenix eyes were like two cold and mysterious obsidian. The depth of the obsidian shone with shocking tenderness and pampering.

He blinked gently, and his long and slightly curled eyelashes seemed to sweep across her heart, leaving a tingling and itching sensation that could not be ignored.

He was seducing her.

This thought flashed through Shen Nuo's mind quickly.

At this moment, the man tilted his head slightly, with a little innocence and innocence: "Can I ask you?"

It looked like a seventeen-year-old boy asking his beloved woman in a gentlemanly manner.

Shen Nuo: "......"

She didn't dare to take a breath, she just held on to his bathrobe to prevent him from revealing his beauty.

He smiled, like an epiphyllum blooming, eye-catching.

His voice was gentle: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

As soon as he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated, covered her lips with his thin lips, and kissed her.

Eyelashes flickered slightly, the woman looked at the man's handsome face close at hand, and slowly closed her eyes.

The kiss is gentle and affectionate, and the person is handsome and affectionate.

Unknowingly, the hand holding the bathrobe slowly loosened and slid down to his waist. His hands tightly grasped the clothes around the man's waist, as if he couldn't bear it.

The moon hid in the clouds, the stars blinked mischievously, and the gauze curtain blown by the breeze raised an ambiguous arc, then fell shyly.

The room was dim, with messy robes scattered on the floor. The soft bed was all charming, and a woman's seductive voice could be vaguely heard: "Zheng Xiujie said..."

"Calling other men's names on my bed, huh?"

In the end, he seemed to know what she wanted to say, and answered her unfinished question in her ear: "He lied to you."

The long and delicate hands made a large wrinkle in the bed sheet. After a moment, the two slender hands were intertwined with the fingers of a pair of big hands.

The next second, the tips of the slender fingers turned white, as if they had received some unbearable stimulation.

The night was blurry, and the cold outdoors formed a sharp contrast with the indoors. It was like a fierce collision between two cold hearts, sparking warm sparks.

The night... is getting darker.

At the same time, in a gorgeously decorated villa, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly stiff.

Song Yuan sat in the wheelchair with a cold face: "Father, mother, no matter what, Jiaojiao is your granddaughter. Are you just going to die and refuse to save her?"

Song's father and Song's mother are already over eighty years old. No matter how well-maintained they are, their faces have deep marks of time.

Father Song looked at his daughter in front of him and frowned: "Yuanyuan, isn't Jiaojiao okay now? What on earth are you making a fuss about?"

"By the time something happens, it will be too late!" Song Yuan said with a cold face: "You don't know Qin Siyu's methods. Father, I only have one daughter, Jiaojiao, and I can't let anything happen to her no matter what."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Song's father got angry: "You only have one daughter, Jiaojiao, so who do you think you are, the President?!"

"Don't mention that scoundrel to me!" Song Yuan became excited: "If it weren't for him, how could I be like this!"

She was already in her fifties, but her voice was particularly sharp at this moment. When she mentioned Yan Zhenyao, she didn't sound like she was talking about her son, but like an enemy.

Father Song's face completely darkened.

"Song Yuan!" His voice was old but full of warning.

Song Yuan pursed her lips, feeling a little annoyed, but she looked at him unwillingly.

"Did I say something wrong?" She said with a cold face and an indifferent expression: "If it weren't for him, I would still be the distinguished wife of the president, instead of being like this, just a cripple who can be slaughtered by others!"

"He destroyed my legs, and you still want me to be a gentle and loving mother to him? Sorry, I can't do that. I only regret that when he was born, why didn't I strangle him to death...!" "

Before she could finish her words, she heard a loud slap in the huge living room, and she screamed in pain.

"what!"

The screams, accompanied by the slaps, pushed the already stiff atmosphere to its peak, causing it to freeze.

Father Song was so angry that he was shaking all over, breathing rapidly, and his raised hands were shaking slightly.

"Rebellious girl!" He said with anger on his face: "Do you still remember that you are a mother?!"

Song Yuan's well-maintained face suddenly became red and swollen. She touched her red and swollen face and looked at Song's father with a gloomy expression.

"I'd rather never have had him!"

It is self-evident who this "he" refers to.

Song's father became even more angry when he heard this: "You don't want to be his mother now! Then why did you deliberately climb into his father's bed in the first place? Now you blame him for causing you to lose one of your legs. But don't forget, if it wasn't for you back then, Because you have him in your belly, do you think you can survive until now?!"

This secret is a secret in the Song family, and also in the Yan family.

Former President Yan Haosen was originally interested in Song Ya, but Qin Chen's possessiveness towards Song Ya was well known to everyone. Not to mention touching her, even taking one more look at her would be punished by the King of Hell.

Third Young Master Qin of the Qin family stirred up troubles in the imperial capital when he was young. Who in the upper class knew about it? That is a living King of Hell. If one person is unhappy, he will try to make everyone unhappy, and maybe it will lead to a tragedy of floating corpses thousands of miles away.

Looking at Qin Chen's cold and Buddhist-like temperament now, how could he have imagined that he was a rebellious person when he was young?

It's not that Yan Haosen has never opposed Qin Chen, but he failed to get a few good results and caused several big troubles. It was at that time that Song Yuan took advantage of the opportunity and climbed into Yan Haosen's bed.

When Yan Haosen woke up and saw Song Yuan on his bed and the mottled marks on her body, he almost got angry and killed someone. When he found out that it was Song Yuan's plot, he really wanted to kill her. In the end, Song Ya killed her Although she was rescued, Yan Haosen never gave up the idea. It was Song's mother who kept begging Song Ya to take action, so Song Yuan was able to escape from Yan Haosen's killer.

But when Song Ya's patience ran out, Song Yuan got pregnant unexpectedly.

There is no doubt that this is Yan Haosen's child.

After Yan Haosen learned the news, he stopped his crazy revenge. He locked himself in the room for a day and night, and later came out and agreed to marry Song Yuan.