The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

In the cold night, her hands and feet were cold.

Ye Zhen stared blankly at her harmless, peaceful appearance, her heart pounded hard.

He gritted his teeth angrily, slapped himself hard, and kept thinking about his hatred for her, only then could he suppress the burning love in his heart...

Yes, he loves Shen Wanqing... Even though he tortured her again and again, humiliated her, used Shen Qiao to anger her, and pretended not to care about her, his deep love for her was suppressed in his heart.

Hate because of love, torture because of hate.

No one knew it, and he never wanted to admit it.

That's his shame, how willing he is to reveal his heart and let her know everything.

The loud and crisp applause made the sleeping woman's eyelashes tremble slightly, and she twisted uncomfortably. Ye Zhen took a deep breath, looked at the innocent woman like a child with burning eyes, and felt a throbbing pain in her heart.

He bent down, uncontrollably hugged her into his arms, and walked up to the bedroom on the second floor.

He carefully put her on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and sat quietly by her bed, looking at her swollen belly, it was midnight.

Only at this time, he dared to reveal his thoughts on her.

"Shen Wanqing, this is the last time...From now on, I will never be bewitched by you again, and I will never love you again!" Ye Zhen whispered shallowly, like a poisonous oath, resounding in Shen Wanqing's ears.

In the dream, she looked at the back of the resolutely leaving with grief, her heart hurt like a tear.

It was raining heavily, and in the dark rainy night, Ye Zhen's back was getting further and further away. Shen Wanqing stumbled after him, but no matter how she ran, she couldn't catch him.

"Don't go, don't go..." Shen Wanqing kept begging, and fell to the ground, like a beggar, with blood and scars all over her knees.

The thin silver high-heeled shoes appeared in front of her eyes, and the rain gradually subsided. Shen Wanqing suddenly raised her head, and a face that was carved into her bone marrow that she hated came into view.

"Shen Qiao! It's all you, all you! Obviously you did it, obviously you framed me, why why!"

A cold smile appeared on her white and delicate face, and Shen Qiao giggled, "Sister, what are you talking about? You killed brother Ye Zhen's biological mother! You not only killed Ye Zhen's biological mother, you He also killed his adoptive mother, do you think you can still be together? Will he still love you?"

"I want to explain to him clearly, I want to explain to him!" Shen Wanqing got up from the ground, staring at her scarlet eyes and roaring continuously.

"Explanation? Who will believe you? The Yu family's family is ruined because of your family. You have done so many evil things. Who will listen to your sophistry! Shen Wanqing, you should give up! Ye Zhen is mine! Dad is mine too, the Shen family Everything is mine!"

"No one will believe it, and Ye Zhen will not believe you either!"

The screams of nightmares kept coming back to her ears, Shen Wanqing fell down in pain, deep hatred and regret filled her heart with pain, she screamed and struggled violently.

"Not me! Not me!"

"Ye Zhen, you believe me, it's not me or me! Woooooo...I hate you!"

Shen Wanqing struggled to wake up from the dream, her eyes were bright, it was already the next morning.

She sat on the bed in a daze with tears all over her face, her dream was clear, and her heart was in severe pain that convulsed.

Six years, six full years, but everything back then is still so clear, she will never forget that rainy night, she lost everything.

Her life began to fall.