C8

"Because you are not qualified."

When his cold voice fell, it was clearly the simplest of words, but when combined together, it was even more humiliating than any other sentence.

Mei Han's eyes were extremely sour, "Rong Ge, you are really cruel to yourself. You clearly don't like me, but you still married me, making people laugh when they hear about it."

There was no change in his expression, and after hearing her words, only a few emotions flitted across his dark pupils before they were quickly swallowed by darkness.

"Do you think I like you when I marry you? Heh, don't be naive. "

Rong Jin paused for a moment, before sweeping his gaze over her, "From tomorrow onwards, you will take care of Li Hu's living arrangements until she is well."

"And if I disagree?" Mi Han looked at him.

Mi Han did not know what her heart should be feeling, grateful or sad.

She had spent so many years, had spent so much effort to love a person, had unmercifully ripped her tendons and her bones off, and had unrestrainedly humiliated herself.

"You don't have the right to choose yet." "If you don't agree, then let the whole Mi family compensate her. When will it end?"

He actually used Mi family to threaten him!

"You're shameless!" Mi Han raised her hand in anger, but her wrist was firmly held back just as she was about to raise it.

Rong Jin bent down, the tip of his nose almost touching her cheek as he coldly said word by word, "You'd better not play any tricks for me. Otherwise, I have many ways to deal with Mi family."

After he finished speaking, it was as if nothing had happened to him. He released her and calmly looked at the changes in her mood.

Mei Han bit her lips and sneered, "Director Rong, I can take care of her, but I have conditions."

"Hmm?" He lit a cigar between his fingers.

"Her leg's healed. I want a divorce." This was the result that Mi Han had thought about for a long time. Are you sad? How could he not be upset, forgetting that he was like a piece of meat that had been gouged out from his body. Pain! But she had to!

The man in front of her did not say anything, the milky white smoke obscured his facial features, and with a sneer, Mei Han's heart dropped.

As expected …

"In your dreams." Two words coldly jumped out of his thin lips. His expression was still cold and indifferent, as if he were talking about something that was of no importance.

"Why?" She wanted to ask too many questions. Her cherry lips trembled as she looked at him. He clearly didn't like her, but why didn't she let him go?! Why!

Jongjin stubbed out his cigarette, his rough hand under her chin. "You are not worthy of me. I said before, before Little Hu gets well, neither you nor the Mi family should even think of escaping. "

His lower jaw was pinched so hard that it hurt, and his tears overflowed, blurring his line of sight. His tall figure gradually became blurry and indistinct. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

Seeing that she didn't want to cry, Rong Jin felt a sense of irritation in his heart. His rough hands moved along her lower jaw, touching the warm liquid. Suddenly, he stiffened as he sneered.

"You're feeling wronged just like that?"

Rong Jin didn't know where his anger came from, but his agitated mood had nearly disturbed his mind, and the strength under his hands couldn't help but increase.

Her face was originally tender and tender, but after being pinched like this, her fair skin left behind traces of red. The contrast was extremely intense.

"I feel wronged." Ji Han's hidden stubbornness was triggered, she looked at him with her red eyes, ridiculing him, "I regret marrying you, I feel disgusted every time I think of it, is this kind of answer always unsatisfactory?"

It was filled with deliberate provocation, and Mei Han's tightened emotions were on the verge of collapse. Even though her body was trembling, she still stood up straight and bit her lips.

A single sentence was enough to make Rong Jin's face darken.

That he was disgusting? No one had ever dared to say that about him! Except for this woman who didn't know what was good for her.

"Do you think that I don't dare to touch you, which is why you keep challenging my limits time and time again?" With an angry look in his eyes, he grabbed her by the waist, lifted her across his arms, and threw her on the sofa.

He covered his body and said with a cold smile, "Look carefully at what happened when you infuriated me."

As soon as he said that, he lowered his head and bit down on her shoulder fiercely. Blood was seeping out from his shoulder, and Mei Han subconsciously cried out in a low voice.

His hand slid down inch by inch, causing her to shiver wherever it passed. He held her hand above her head, and could only allow her to do as she pleased.

"Put..." Let me go! " Ji Han's eyes lost focus a bit as she bit her lips and scolded, but her body was trembling uncontrollably under his palm. He clearly didn't like her, but he humiliated her in such a way.