President's husband

Ah Jun just walked a few steps, then stopped: "You still don't leave, do you want to wait for those two people to come back?"

Under his reminder, Qin Niange couldn't help but see the wretched appearance of those two people just now.

She trembled all over, and hurriedly followed behind him.

At this time, she finally thought of refuting the relationship between them: "This... Ah Jun, were you joking just now? We just met each other for the first time?"

"Ajun?"

"I'll treat you to dinner another day, okay?"

"Mr. Ah Jun?"

It's a pity that along the way, no matter how she spoke, Ah Jun didn't say a word.

Before they knew it, the two of them had come within the monitoring range of the Li family.

Ah Jun put on the hat on the hoodie, turned around and got on a motorcycle parked by the side of the road.

"Go home, I will contact you again."

After finishing speaking, he turned on the accelerator and galloped in the opposite direction to Li's house.

Qin Niange stood where he was, staring blankly at his receding back, and once again couldn't help but think, he... must be joking, right?

And that A Jun who was gone, parked his motorcycle on the side of the road not long after he went out, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed a number in twos and twos.

"Hey, let's check right away, what is the relationship between Li Mingyi and his father's lover's daughter."

With a simple explanation, he hung up the phone, put the phone back into his pocket, took off the sunglasses that had been hanging from the front of the motorcycle, raised his hand, and used the sunglasses to cover the emotions in his eyes.

And in his eyes, the banter just now has long since disappeared, and what is left is only a coldness that is so full that it can almost swallow people...

Qin Niange really didn't expect that he just didn't want Aunt Lan to worry, so he just went out for a walk, but he would encounter such a dangerous and desperate plot.

I don't know if it's a blessing in disguise, the haze that has been pressing on her chest, because of the disruption of those three people, actually subsided a little unconsciously.

She carefully cleaned off the dirt on her body before going back with the album in her arms.

But I didn't expect that just a few minutes after the haze receded, all the people who appeared in the living room hit my heart again.

Su Zhiwei was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and it seemed that she had been waiting for her to come back.

Qin Niange's muscles tensed instantly.

She clenched the album in her hand and stood stiffly at the door, unable to move any further.

Su Zhiwei looked at her quietly, there was resentment, contempt, and contempt in her eyes, but there was no smile that was always full of her in the past.

Qin Niange had already thought that when they met again, he would bear such stares, but he never expected that he would see Su Zhiwei waiting at home as soon as he came back.

Her lips trembled, and she wanted to call Su Zhiwei's name, but she didn't say anything after all.

At this moment, she was no longer worthy of saying the word "Sister Zhiwei".

She stood so stiffly that Su Zhiwei just kept watching quietly.

Perhaps seeing her in such an embarrassing appearance made Su Zhiwei feel better.

I don't know how long it took before Su Zhiwei finally stood up from the sofa and walked slowly to Qin Niange's side.

It was obviously just a woman who was not a few years older than her, but Qin Niange couldn't help but tremble slightly when he saw her approaching.

Unexpectedly, when Su Zhiwei walked in front of her, she suddenly showed a smiling face.

It's just the demeanor of the superficial smile that makes people shudder the most.

"I heard that you went out to sketch? What are you painting? Let me see?" Su Zhiwei stretched out her hand and waited quietly for her to hand over the album.

Thinking of the content in the album, Qin Niange's face turned pale again, subconsciously wanting to hide the album behind his back.

But Su Zhiwei didn't give her a chance to dodge, and snatched the album into her hands.

Qin Niange raised his hand, the blood on his face had been drained unconsciously.

Su Zhiwei lowered her head, and slowly flipped through the album in her hand, Li Mingyi, it was all Li Mingyi.

Or stand or sit, or near or far, or meditate or smile...

But each of them can see the friendship in the painter's pen.

Su Zhiwei's fingers grasping the album gradually turned white.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he threw the album heavily on the ground, and his high heels crushed it several times: "Qin Niange, you are really my good sister."

Tears welled up in Qin Niange's eyes.

It is true that there is no relationship between her and Su Zhiwei.

But for more than two years, Su Zhiwei has indeed been calling her sister one by one.

At this moment, she really didn't know how else to defend herself.

The relationship between her and Li Mingyi stems from Li Mingyi's coercion.

But for Su Zhiwei, what's the difference?

After all, she became the third party in their relationship.

"I'm sorry—" Besides this, she didn't know what else to say.

Once, she had hoped that she could escape far away before Su Zhiwei found out.

Escape from this unspeakable relationship, escape from this world with severe wings.

But unexpectedly, before fleeing, the world collapsed without warning.

The man who only plundered her infinitely destroyed the barrier between them with his own hands.Then, he just gave her a look full of hatred.

Su Zhiwei gritted her teeth and looked at her: "Tell me why? I'm with Ming Yi, and I've always been in fear, carefully guarding against all the women who approach him, but I didn't expect that the person who betrayed me turned out to be you."

These accusations are half true and half false. Su Zhiwei has never really ignored Qin Niange's threats, let alone treating her as a younger sister.

However, she knew that what she said could arouse Qin Niange's deepest guilt.

In fact, Su Zhiwei was very grateful for Li Mingyi's outburst in the parking lot that day, because it not only exposed the relationship between Li Mingyi and Qin Niange to her eyes.

Moreover, it seemed that this completely brought back Li Mingyi's memories of three years ago.

Qin Niange had no way to escape under her attack, so he could only repeat repeatedly: "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

Now she seems to completely forget that she is also the one being forced.

"I'm sorry, how much is it worth? I know that Ming Yi is the heir of the Li family, and countless women are staring at him. You...hehe, I thought you were different from your mother."

This sentence was Qin Niange's deathbed.

She shook her whole body and shook her head hastily: "No...it's not like that."

"No? Hehe, do you still want to say that the relationship between you is because Ming Yi is forcing you?" A sneer appeared on Su Zhiwei's lips.

Qin Niange choked instantly.

That's right, in the eyes of others, Li Mingyi was born in a wealthy family, and his appearance is also unparalleled, no matter how many women scrambled to fall into his arms, they couldn't find a chance.

If she said that she was forced, who would believe it?

What's more, she really had feelings for Li Mingyi that she shouldn't have.

And her hesitation fueled Su Zhiwei's arrogance even more.

Snapped--

A crisp sound.

Qin Niange's face was slapped aside by Su Zhiwei, and he felt a burning pain.

"Shameless vixen!" Su Zhiwei cursed viciously.

And at this time, Aunt Lan didn't know where she went, and she didn't show up at all.

Qin Niange stroked his rapidly swollen cheeks, biting his lower lip tightly.

She wanted to refute, but didn't know how to refute.

Su Zhiwei was Li Mingyi's fiancée, and she knew it from the first day she entered Li's house.

In Su Zhiwei's eyes, her identity can only be described by those three words.

vixen...

No one would want to know her feelings for Li Mingyi.

Because that is simply not tolerated in the world.

"Miss Zhiwei, I'm sorry..."

"Don't call me that! I'm disgusting!" Su Zhiwei interrupted her viciously, and straightforwardly asked the purpose of her trip, "Tell me, why are you willing to leave Ming Yi."

Leave... Li Mingyi?

Qin Niange was looking forward to that day every day.

But when Su Zhiwei asked, she didn't know how to answer.

Su Zhiwei sneered: "Why? Don't you want to? Do you really want to push me down and become Mrs. Li?"

As she said that, Su Zhiwei's expression flashed a hint of ruthlessness: "Don't forget, who Ming Yi chose that day, and what he hates the most is the vixen who snatches other people's husbands, don't you know?"

Her words made Qin Niange's heart freeze again.

Qin Niange shook his head hastily, and said in a low voice, "No...I'm not...it's Brother Mingyi..."

"Of course Ming Yi doesn't want you to leave, because he hasn't tortured you enough! Do you want to know how Ming Yi explained to me the relationship between you two after I woke up that day?" The sneer on Su Zhiwei's face deepened. .

Perhaps because she was afraid that her retelling would not be shocking enough, Su Zhiwei simply took out her phone, found a recording, and pressed the play button.

What came out from inside was indeed Li Mingyi's voice.

That deep and magnetic tone always moved Qin Niange's heart.

But today, it only brought her more profound heartache.

"I hate her and I will do anything to torture her."

There is only such a sentence, but who the "she" in the sentence refers to, there is no need to specifically say it.

Su Zhiwei understood, and so did Qin Niange.

Apart from the two deceased people, the only person Li Mingyi could hate in his heart was Qin Niange.

It's ridiculous that she had ever hoped that the two years of getting along day and night could somewhat eliminate some of Li Mingyi's hatred for her.

But it's just futile.

Qin Niange's legs went limp, and he fell straight to the ground.

Su Zhiwei was very satisfied with her loss of soul, she put away her mobile phone, and continued to sprinkle salt on the wound on Qin Niange's heart: "I understand that my uncle was snatched away by your skilled mother, and Ming Yi's hatred has never been vented, I can Forgive him for everything he has done to you, but he will never forgive you. It is neither good for you nor me if you stay. "

Qin Niange looked at her in bewilderment, under such extreme sadness, she seemed to have no idea what she meant.

Su Zhiwei thought she didn't want to leave, and the expression on her face turned a little more fierce: "Do you think that Ming Yi really doesn't want you to leave? He can be free only after you leave. Otherwise, why do you think he let me come here alone to talk to you?" you meet?"

Qin Niange's lips trembled, and he said silently: "Did... he asked you to come?"

Su Zhiwei's pupils dilated slightly, and she nodded under her gaze: "Of course, and he also said that if you stay by his side, sooner or later, you will die."