Chapter 2915

Feng Jin went to the office of the Secretary of state of Chicago and caught Hua Rong who was secretly carrying out marriage certificate certification on his back.

The man was aggressive. Even Huarong could see that there was something wrong with it. She said to Feng Jin, "this is a place under the jurisdiction of the U.S. government. You dare to mess with me and be careful of being sent back home. "

a man's face is as cold as water, a pair of dark eyes seem to be poisoned, with some kind of green light.

He said to her, "Huarong, you are very good."

Of course she's fine.

Huarong gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "are you forcing me? Yeah? Is it fun to force me? "

"I just want you to give me a fair play. You've sentenced me to death for so long. Why don't you give me a chance? " He stepped forward and looked at Yan Chuxi in front of him, but he said to Huarong, "if you don't want to give me, I can only create opportunities by myself. Rong Rong, even if you can't marry me in this life, I won't let you marry any man again. "

Huarong was impatient and smiling: "do you have the face to force me when you've fucked someone else's marriage? You've got a damn face

Yan Chuxi was still and could not see the flowers. However, facing the gloomy sight of Fengjin at the moment, he still felt a certain sense of crisis.

"Feng Shao, the eldest lady is just playing with you. Don't be angry."

Feng Jin: "you get out of here."

Huarong couldn't see the face of Fengjin. She was so angry that she came out from behind Yan Chu River and said to Feng Jin angrily, "you're just going back to Liangcheng! Are you finished? Fengjin, make sure that I owe you all my life

Feng Jin's face was as calm as water. He looked at Huarong who came to him and held out his hand to her shoulder. Huarong looked at his movement and gave a slight pause. Subconsciously, he caught his wrist and ran into his arms uncontrollably.

"Feng Shao!"

Yan Chuxi's face changed and he was subconsciously about to do something. Suddenly, several American police officers with full guns rushed out of the office and surrounded Yan Chuxi.

Huarong's face changed: "Fengjin, what have you done?"

Feng Jin's face was gloomy and his eyes were like frozen ice. He glanced coldly at Yan Chuxi, who was suppressed by the police, and pulled Huarong out of the city government without a word.

Huarong can't believe that Fengjin will fight Yan Chuxi, but she can't get her hands out of Fengjin's hands. She does her best to make her wrists red and swollen.

After being pushed into the car, Huarong finally couldn't stand it: "Fengjin, you dare to start on Chu River, I won't let you go!"

The man pushed her down on the leather chair, put his hands on her side, put his knees between her legs, and stared at her with gloomy eyebrows and soft voice: "shut up. Do you believe I'm doing you here? "

“……” Huarong was shocked and looked at Fengjin's face in disbelief. The man pursed his lips and seemed to be trying to suppress his anger. He raised his hand and brushed back the broken hair falling in front of his forehead, revealing his full white forehead. "Don't keep challenging me. Rong Rong, I'm also a man. I can allow you to be stubborn with me, but I won't allow another man to get you in front of me. "

Huarong's chest is slightly undulating. She said in a hoarse voice, "Fengjin, I don't owe you."

Feng Jin looked at her and showed a sneering smile: "yes. You don't owe me. I owe you the fuck. What did I owe you in my last life? Will you play like this in my life