Chapter 195

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
Song Qinghuan's small face flashed a trace of pain, and his eyes were full of tears. He cried out: "you! You scared me more I'm fed up with you. I don't want to see you again. Let me go

Shi Yuhan stares at her tightly and says with a smile instead of anger: "Song Qinghuan, have I ever told you that someone died in the swimming pool of Shi Guoyuan?"

Song Qinghuan was frightened, and his whole body trembled violently.

Shi Yuhan's eyes still fell indifferently on her face and said in a very plain tone: "the current owner of Shi Guoyuan, who is fond of his amiable and kind grandfather, once had a very beautiful and kind wife. That person is my grandmother. My grandfather dotes on her and loves her very much. Of course, all people and himself think that he dotes on her and loves her very much. But one day, between money and power, he did not hesitate to choose money and power. He pushed her to the swimming pool and drowned her, which was the place where she was pushed down. "

Song Qinghuan's anger and hatred disintegrated in an instant.

Her eyes widened in horror, and her trembling body was too stiff to move.

When Yuhan coldly looked at her disbelief expression, more cruel way: "how? unconvinced? I think I'm teasing you. Do you think my grandfather wants you to be nice to me and give me a birthday? He thinks I'm different from you, and he thinks I like you, so he can only accept you as his granddaughter-in-law? If you think so, you are too naive! No one tells you that I'm not born. Song Qinghuan, my world is more cruel than you think. Whatever I or my grandfather do to you is just the tip of the iceberg. "

Then he put his palm on her cheek, and his thumb was smooth. Her wet hair was on her forehead, and her voice was floating: "Song Qinghuan, two years, as long as two years, you can get rid of the identity of a wife who is warm at that time. After these two years, don't have any illusions about me. Otherwise, if one day a bullet goes through your head, it's not that you are innocent, but that you are suffering from it. "

This is the first time that he has known her for so long and said so much to her.

This pile of simple and complex sentences, from his mouth light floating out, but it is poked her blood dripping, pain irresistible.

Song Qinghuan bit his lip and looked at him. His shoulder stirred violently and he began to cry in silence.

It turned out that everything was false. She was calculated by the old man who looked kind and kind. She was cheated by his gentle treatment occasionally.

It turns out that she has always been amorous. What confidence? What courage? It's just her self righteousness.

This man, she thought his indifference was only superficial.

No, this man's indifference is engraved in the bone.

What he did to her was not because he was attracted to her or because he was used to strategizing. He was used to being in charge of everything and giving orders.

Heart tired, dizzy, eyes sleepy, up and down eyelids constantly want to close.

Let's have a good sleep. It's like a nightmare today. Since then, she won't have any entanglement with her surname Shi.

His cold eyes were red and his thin lips were as white as paper. He held the comatose song Qinghuan in his arms and closed his thick eyelashes slowly.