Chapter 592

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
At that time, when Yuhan untied song Qinghuan, she was unconscious.

But Zhang Jie can see clearly and soberly. She bites her lips and is about to break them. The whole person is like falling into an ice cellar.

If there was a mirror, she would see her face, now as white as a ghost.

What is clear in the brain, and more and more clear!

Some things are not willing to admit, but they are fully understood.

Understand when the cold, why suddenly look for her.

Understand when the cold, why suddenly no longer resist her, and to her so gentle.

Understand when the cold, why send her house, so valuable items.

Also understand when the cold two days before, why send her to the hotel.

More understand the white as ice said, everything is true or false.

The last memory in my mind is that Zhang Jie unties the rope for song Qinghuan when she sees it, and then quickly leaves with her in her arms.

When her bomb number jumps to 0, the subordinates who keep out the cold pull to leave quickly.

One second, just one second away.

When the bomb exploded in the air, she was swept to the ground by the air waves, making a heavy dull sound, and then she was unconscious.

At that moment, she knew she was badly hurt.

Maybe, she is about to die, but she doesn't want to die. She hates the cold and song Qinghuan when she is poisoned. She doesn't want to leave like this.

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Song Qinghuan's eyes were staring at the white ceiling. She didn't expect that she was still alive. She thought she was dead.

"Huan'er, you wake up at last." When the voice of the cold sounded in the ear.

Side eyes, she saw haggard, blood red eyes, it is many days did not sleep when the cold.

She was locked in the warehouse, she was tied to the roof, scene by scene, all flashed in my mind one by one.

Unable to produce a trace of tenderness, song Qinghuan coldly looked at the cold, his heart is blame and hate.

At that time, she and her child were on the verge of life and death, and how did he only do it for Zhang Jie.

She thought that she would never forget her cold and heartless words: "you have to let Zhang Jie go, and other people will do whatever you want to do."

"Where's my child?" Song Qinghuan asked hoarsely, but he couldn't make a sound.

Shi Yuhan understood what she was saying from her mouth shape. Holding her hand, he immediately said softly, "the child is OK. The child is OK. There is nothing wrong with it."

At that time, Yuhan knew that when song Qinghuan was pregnant, his face was shocked.

He just wanted to beat her little ass hard. How could he hide it from him and not tell him.

Child, it's very strange to think that he actually has a child. The unspeakable sadness and joy is that it feels like a dream.

At that time, he stood at the door of the ward for a long time, and then pushed the door in. At that time, song Qinghuan had not woken up. He stood by the bed and looked at her, and suddenly understood why she had not let him touch her all this time.

I know what she's going to give him for Valentine's day.

At that moment, I felt my heart was drowned by something.

He gently stroked her head, chin against her head, soft voice apologized, "I'm sorry, it's my carelessness, I shouldn't let you at home alone, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Hearing that the child was ok, song Qinghuan turned his head up and closed his eyes to keep out the cold.