After Those Years of Misery

This was Tong Wenya's first time asking him on the initiative. After Xiao Ye got the little bug, he was a little excited.

Jin Minzhe looked at Xiao Ye's unbearable joy in his eyes, and he was jealous and hated.

"Brother, will you go?" Jin Minzhe asked.

"What, I'm not going, are you going?" Xiao Ye's expression sank, and Jin Minzhe was sweating. It seemed that he would treat him as a rival in love throughout his life.

Jin Minzhe cleared his throat and shrugged, "I still want my life."

In the past, the actions of the Shenlong organization were all black outfits and black masks. Jin Minzhe had seen the skill of the boss Black Eagle countless times, and that was really admirable. He believes that no matter whether it is strategy or skill, nothing can compare Xiao Ye.

"Just know." Xiao Ye raised his eyebrows.

"Brother, that means you will go, do you want me to go back and tell her?"

"No need, let's talk about whether or not to go."

Che, you wish it was twelve o'clock tomorrow noon, and pretend to be deep. Of course, Jin Minzhe only dared to slander.

"Minzhe."

"Ok?"

"I have amnesia. I almost forgot about our organization. Can you tell me what kind of organization we are. Is it black or white." Not only Tong Wenya doubted him, but he himself was also very suspicious.

How many times did he want to get close to Tong Wenya because of his identity.

Just like in the cave that time, he really wanted to tell her impulsively that he just wanted to fall in love with her, wanted to marry her and have children, and stay with her forever.

Since meeting her, he has always had this kind of strong emotion. After several times of suppression, he could not suppress it at all. On the contrary, this emotion has become stronger and stronger.

He couldn't tolerate other men looking at her, couldn't tolerate her being close, and he still pretended not to care.

So he would excuse that she would not leave the crew, so he would leave.

Jin Minzhe wouldn't believe in absurd things such as amnesia. Seeing Xiao Ye's seriousness, he was still very distressed. If he wanted to, he wouldn't lie to him.

"Brother, one thing can be guaranteed, the Shenlong organization will never do bad things."

"A lot of people died in our hands, right? Cha Zhenghuan, the surnamed Mai, and the surnamed Ou, before this is estimated to be countless." Xiao Ye said slowly, his face is very solemn, he does not understand The reasons why Tong Wenya avoided repeatedly.

"This is just a superficial phenomenon, elder brother, these people are very sinful."

"Then we have no right to deal with it."

Jin Minzhe smiled strangely, "Right? Who has the right? What we have is the greatest right. Our organization serves..." In the following words, Jin Minzhe's voice was very low.

It turns out that they are not professional snipers. They are special agents. When there is indeed evidence that criminals are doing great harm to society, they can use extraordinary methods.

...

After boarding the plane smoothly, Tong Wenya's nervous heart relaxed.

Little Corgi sat beside her and asked her softly, "Mummy, where are we going?"

"Hainan."

"Wow, great. I heard that there are many beautiful women in bikinis on the beach."

"Hey, you are going to drool!" This girl, like Crayon Shin-chan, is as rascal, I don't know who it is.

"Mommy, you must dress beautifully and sexy, and you will definitely attract the attention of many golden bachelors."

Khan, I don't let her dress revealing, but my son is very open. What would Xiao Ye think if he knew that his son encouraged her to hook up people like this? Before I knew it, I thought of the man again.

Alas, can people really escape after they leave? She doubted herself more and more.

In the revolving restaurant, Xiao Ye specially wore a white classic shirt. He was in a good mood and even thought about what to say to Tong Wenya for a while.

As time passed, Tong Wenya never appeared.

What is this woman doing! problem occurs?

He frowned and turned on her cell phone and turned it off.

Just when he was going to confirm if she was safe, Jin Minzhe hurried in from outside.

"Brother, sister-in-law flew away with the child."

"Where did you fly?" Xiao Ye asked with a gloomy expression.

"Hainan!"

What a **** woman, dare to play him.

Knowing that he would be here to wait for her, he deliberately used this trick to escape from the shell, and actually let her run away successfully.

Still worried about her accident, Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye, you are so stupid!

"Give me to keep track of her location at any time! I'll fly over right away!"

Catch her and see how he cleans her up!

"Yes, brother." Just after Jin Minzhe's voice fell, his mobile phone rang, and he pressed the answer button. His assistant anxiously reported: "Mr. Jin, Miss Cha committed suicide."

"What? Is it serious? Was it taken to the hospital?"

"On the way to the hospital."

"What's wrong with Che Yanxiu?" Xiao Ye asked.

"She committed suicide."

Xiao Ye frowned, "Go and see."

"Do you still need to book a ticket to Hainan?"

"Say it."

When Xiao Ye and Jin Minzhe rushed to the hospital, Che Yanxiu had already been rescued. Because the injuries were not serious, they were not in the intensive care unit.

Che Yanxiu, lying on the hospital bed, described her as haggard, with wet tears on her cheeks. She has long lost the arrogance and indomitability of the eldest lady. At this time, anyone who looks at her will feel her pitiful.

Long ago, when Kim Min-cheol was sent to the Xiuhe Group by the organization, he had a crush on Cha Yeon-soo. Even though it was a long time ago, he still can't bear to see her so fragile now.

"Brother, please persuade her, you also know that she is not bad." Jin Minzhe whispered to Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye walked slowly to Cha Yanxiu's bed, and Jin Minzhe went out and closed the door of the ward.

"Oba, are you here? I know, you must have gone to see Tong Wenya. I shouldn't beg you to stay last night, I shouldn't be selfish if you like someone. But I really can't do it after my father just passed away, Just smile and bless you and her. Of course, I am not your fiancée, and I have no right to be jealous. The only thing I can choose now is my life and death. I can’t think of anything that can make me happy in the future. Without love, without affection, my world will be filled with gray. I don't want to live anymore. Oppa, I heard that there will be heaven after death. Maybe when I get there, I can smile and bless you and her." Having said that, Cha Yanxiu pulled the corner of her lips sadly, barely squeezing out a smile.

Xiao Ye always looked at Cha Yanxiu's face blankly, and finally took a special knife from the suit pocket and threw it to her.

"In this case, you die."

"Ouba?" Che Yanxiu was surprised. She saw it last night. Xiao Ye is not a ruthless person. Shouldn't he persuade her to live?

"I'm not you, I don't care if you are dead or alive. Only your father cares about your life and death."

After speaking, Xiao Ye turned around coldly.

He won't let this woman use her suicide to pester him, if he doesn't like it, he won't give her false hope.

"Ouba!" Cha Yeon-soo choked and called to him: "Please, I'll go back to Seoul tomorrow, and you will stay with me for one day, okay? My father is going to be cremated in the afternoon, I... I don't have the courage to go cremation alone He. Woo..."

Cha Yanxiu collapsed, and tears couldn't hold back like a bank burst.

Xiao Ye's brows moved slightly, but he still didn't look back, "You take care of it. I will go cremation with you this afternoon."

"Thank you, thank you, Oppa!"

...

By the beach, Tong Wenya was blowing the fresh sea breeze, sitting lazily looking at the little Corgi who was squatting there playing in the sand.

He is still young after all, and he can't remember any sadness when he plays.

Suddenly a family of three came in the distance. The little girl held her mother's hand in one hand and her father's hand in the other, smiling like a copper bell.

Little Corgi stared at them blankly, and stopped the movement of his hands.

Tong Wenya's heart is as sad as being grabbed. The child needs a father after all, not to mention that her mother is not qualified.

She got up and walked to Little Corgi, who turned aside her face to prevent his mother from seeing his emotional tears.

"Son, I really need my father, don't you?" Tong Wenya said, and suddenly heard a call from behind: "Tong Wenya!"