Never leave my wife: I won't date the president if he remarries

The situation was deadlocked, Mo Jinyuan and Yuan Heting looked at each other, refusing to give in, like two lone wolves robbing their prey.

Standing in the middle, Su Wuxi sighed quietly, eyes full of helplessness.She walked towards Mo Jinyuan, tugged at his cuff, and signaled him not to worry about it.

Raising her eyes, she looked at Yuan Heting, her eyelashes trembling slightly, casting a shadow on her eye sockets, her tone was soft but firm.

"Yuan Heting, you go, I won't go back with you."

After the words fell, Yuan Heting's expression turned cold, his eyes were obviously sad, he looked deeply at Su Wuxi, and he didn't hold back or argue.

The atmosphere became quiet for a moment, Su Wuxi pursed his lips, a little unbearable.

Yu Xin, she still prefers Mo Jinyuan, after all, Yuan Heting's behavior broke her heart.

Just like a broken mirror cannot be restored, a cracked heart, no matter how well it heals, will still leave scars after all.

Biting her lower lip, Su Wuxi was about to break the silence when Yuan Heting spoke suddenly.

"Okay, but if you're having a bad time, you can always come to me."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left with a sharp back, but for some reason, Su Wuxi could see Xiao Se from it.

It's an illusion, Su Wuxi thought, how could a person like him allow fragility to appear in front of others.

Lowering his eyelids, Su Wuxi followed the silent Mo Jinyuan into the Mo family.

In the end, he still failed to take Su Wuxi away as he wished.

Back in the car, Yuan Heting pursed his thin lips tightly, making his stern profile look even more profound and handsome.

Clenching his hands tightly, his mind is full of Su Wuxi's words and her pulling Mo Jinyuan's sleeve.

Just like a movie being shown, the scenes played back in his mind non-stop, disturbing his entire thoughts into chaos.

"Damn!"

With a low curse, he punched the hard car window, his knuckles turned white, Yuan Heting lifted his foot to release the brake, and the car rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Luxuriant, there is a corrupt atmosphere everywhere in the bar, there are men and women twisting their bodies on the dance floor, wanton and extravagant.

Yuan Heting frowned slightly, and suddenly he didn't understand why he came here. In the past, he didn't like such a place at all.

However, there are always surprises. Now that he is here, Yuan Heting is not going to leave.

"Bring me a glass of whiskey."

With his long legs bent, Yuan Heting lightly clasped the bar, his voice was very magnetic, his back was straight, which made him look out of place in this bar.

Since he entered the bar, he has already received a lot of scrutinizing gazes. Some girls in scantily clad clothes gathered together and whispered, their eyes could not hide their amazement and greed.

And such a rare and high-quality man naturally couldn't escape Yu Kou's eyes. She was shaking the wine glass on the second floor, and the light red wine streaked across the glass wall, and then slowly flowed down.

Raising his hand, the waiter standing beside him greeted him with a handsome face and respectful gestures.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

Looking at Yuan Heting, Yu Kou raised her red lips.

"Go, add some aphrodisiacs to his wine, strong ones, you know my preference, understand?"

Looking back, the sparkle in his eyes was full of amorous feelings, the waiter's face was slightly red, he answered yes in a low voice, and quickly went downstairs.

Sneering, Yu Kou is very satisfied with his behavior, she has always been confident in his appearance, and she is bound to win the man downstairs with excellent appearance and temperament.

Shi Shiran put down the wine glass, Yu Kou dialed the phone, and after explaining, she went back to the room, today, she was going to make that man obsessed.

"Hello, your whiskey."

Yu Kou's order delayed the waiter a bit, but it was delivered quickly. Thinking about Su Wuxi, Yuan Heting didn't notice this abnormality.

He held the cool wall of the cup, and pressed the mouth of the cup between his lips, and the wine flowed down his lips, making his Adam's apple roll, making him look even more sexy and charming.

Soon, he finished the wine in the glass, and the waiter standing at the bar helped him add it with a wink.After a few cups, the alcohol gradually picked up, Yuan Heting's eyes began to blur, and at the same time, an inexplicable hotness rose from his body.

The knuckle-knuckle hands unbuttoned the two shirts. The hot feeling still persisted. Yuan Heting squinted slightly, his eyes full of confusion.

The people waiting nearby called out a few times in a low voice, but Yuan Heting didn't respond, he was secretly happy, he knew that this man had been tricked.

Carefully supporting him, the waiter avoided the guests entering the hotel, and led him into the room on the top floor with a strong purpose.

After swiping the room card, the door came at the sound. Yu Kou had been waiting inside for a long time. When she saw the man who was impatiently pulling his shirt, she showed a seductive smile.

"Put him on the bed and go out. Remember, don't let anyone come up to this room."

"Yes."

The waiter withdrew and closed the door. Yu Kou stood up and straddled Yuan Heting's body. Her fingertips stroked Yuan Heting's handsome face from top to bottom. She couldn't put it down.

"Tonight, let's spend a good night together."

Getting closer, Yu Kou pressed against Yuan Heting's ear and exhaled like blue, her lips fell on Yuan Heting's neck, leaving bright red lip marks.

With his eyes half-closed, Yuan Heting felt in a daze that his body was icy cold, which seemed to relieve his hotness, but there was also a pungent fragrance, which disgusted him very much.

He moved in dissatisfaction, and his head accidentally hit the head of the bed. Suddenly, the pain hit, and his chaotic mind became clearer.

Subconsciously opened his eyes, a woman with heavy makeup was reflected in his eyes, she was unbuttoning his shirt, both of them were disheveled.

And the skin touched by the woman was very comfortable. Almost instantly, Yuan Heting figured out the cause and effect of the matter.

Anger boiled in his heart, with embarrassment of being calculated on his face, with all his strength, Yuan Heting threw Yu Kou to the ground.

Glancing coldly at Yu Kou, Yuan Heting seemed to be looking at a dead person. He walked eagerly, and quickly entered the bathroom, the door slammed shut.

The voice seemed to shake in his heart, and Yu Kou couldn't help trembling when he recalled the look in Yuan Heting's eyes before he left.

This person is not something she can mess with.

Quickly making a decision, Yu Kou hurried out of the room regardless of her clothes.

Two hours later, Yuan Heting appeared at the door in a bathrobe, his hair was wet, and he had obviously just come out of the water.

Looking around the entire room, it was empty, and the woman had long since disappeared.

His eyes turned cold, and Yuan Heting's face was as gloomy as water.

He will never let that woman go!

Thinking of the effect of the medicine that took two hours to soak in the bathtub, the corners of Yuan Heting's lips twitched, feeling cold and bloodthirsty.

Yuan Heting didn't stay in the room for long, and he returned home. At the same time, he sent someone to investigate the matter.

If he calculates that he can still be a good person, he will not exist.

Soon, someone from his subordinates sent a message, clearly reporting what happened in the bar.

Sitting on the sofa, Yuan Heting didn't take his eyes off the computer screen, he spoke casually.

"It's dealt with, don't kill anyone, let her feel the meaning of being calculated." After a pause, Yuan Heting added, "Buy that bar and change it into an underground casino. It's completely changed. I won't see it anymore. Shadows of the past."

"Yes."

Yuan Heting's subordinates turned their faces and remained expressionless. He had seen this kind of thing a lot, and he could only blame the short-sighted guy for actually targeting the boss. He deserved to suffer the consequences.

When he was leaving, he met Zhong Linlan who came in with a side of fruit, and he nodded faintly as a greeting, but he didn't say much.

Zhong Linlan also smiled back, but she was dissatisfied in her heart. In front of Yuan Heting, she made a secret memory and didn't show it.

Putting the fruit platter on the table, Zhong Linlan inserted a grape with a bamboo stick and handed it to Yuan Heting's mouth. She observed Yuan Heting's expression and opened her mouth tentatively.

"He Ting, what are you busy with recently? It feels like you spend a lot less time at home. Is it because there are too many things in the company that make you very tired?"

With a cautious tone, Yuan Heting did not eat the grapes that Zhong Linlan was holding.

After closing the laptop, Yuan Heting was silent for a moment, his tone flat.

"I'm concentrating on the company's affairs. There are a lot of company affairs. Just now, the secretary asked me to go to a meeting. If you are bored at home, you can go shopping. Money is in the card."

Instructed, Yuan Heting avoids Zhong Linlan and walks out, at a steady pace, as always.

The half-raised hand fell, and before Zhong Linlan could come and respond, Yuan Heting had disappeared at the door, and the grapes fell from the bamboo sticks to the ground, but she didn't even notice.

The smile gradually disappeared on his face, and Zhong Linlan suddenly swept the elaborate fruit plate to the ground.In an instant, the floor was in a mess, and fruit juice splashed on the sofa, deepening the color of the fabric.

"Why, why did my attitude change? Is my disguise not good enough?"

Like asking rhetorically, or talking to himself, Zhong Linlan's eyes were clouded.

Since Yuan Heting came back from meeting Su Wuxi a few days ago, he began to treat her as if away from her, always avoiding her intentionally or unintentionally.The time to go home is also much less. Although there is no material change, what Zhong Linlan wants has always been spiritual.

Therefore, this matter must have something to do with Su Wuxi, doubts were buried in his heart, and Zhong Linlan blamed it on Su Wuxi.

Picking up the mobile phone beside her, Zhong Linlan tapped with her fingertips, edited the message and sent it out.

This time, it depends on whether he can successfully assassinate Su Wuxi. If he succeeds, it will be great. If he fails, he will have many chances.

The heels of her high-heeled shoes stepped on the fruit, and Zhong Linlan didn't have the slightest burden. Here, a servant will come to clean it up soon, and all she has to do is wait.

Wait for news from her people.

She didn't have to wait for long. Two days later, the person she sent took action and sent back a message in the evening that the assassination failed.

Rubbing the screen of the phone, Zhong Linlan looked at the text message with neither joy nor sadness. This result was both expected and unexpected.

Recalling the reason for the failure, Zhong Linlan half-raised his eyelids, and something seemed to flash in the depths of his pupils.

"Su Wuxi, you'd better pray, you have such good luck every time."