President Gao Leng's little wife

"Please let me go, I really don't know anything!"

In the dark room, a middle-aged man curled up on the ground.

With a miserable face, he pleaded bitterly to the expressionless black-clothed bodyguards in front of him.

No matter how miserable he yelled, his voice was almost hoarse, but no one paid any attention to him.

He bumped his head against Qiang desperately, distraught.

Suddenly, there was the sound of kicking footsteps at the door.

The middle-aged man suddenly saw hope, and stood up suddenly, trying to stand up from the ground.

But he was so excited that he forgot that his feet and hands had been firmly handcuffed.

When he got up violently, he was pulled, causing him to fall heavily to the ground, his eyes turned black.

The leather soles made a dull and rhythmic sound on the hard floor.

A ray of light shone through the door.

The man slowly raised his head from the ground.

Someone stood in front of him.

Shiny leather shoes, exquisitely crafted black trousers, even the fine threads are embroidered with gold thread.

The man looked up.

The sun doesn't seem to get through from him.

His whole body seemed to be mixed with thick darkness.

He couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he could feel the chill emanating from him.

The chills made his blood run cold.

Subconsciously, he wanted to be afraid.

But the bodyguards around him stepped forward and pressed him to the ground as if they had heard the order.

"he?"

The voice seemed to come from a low place, as cold as the winter wind.

The head of the man on the ground was pressed to the ground, sticking to the cold ground.

But it felt colder than that man's voice.

"I... I don't know anything, I don't know..."

"Please let me go! Let me go!"

He clearly heard the sound of his teeth chattering and clucking.

"President, he has always denied knowing Miss Winnie."

The secretary followed behind Han Tianyi.

Han Tianyi's gentleness these past few days made her almost forget.

The man in front of him was a fearsome underground monarch.

Gentleness is only for Xia Yuluo, and others are just like ants to him.

It turned out that the captured man was the driver who killed Winnie.

"Oh?"

Han Tianyi listened to the secretary's report expressionlessly.

He squatted down and squatted in front of the driver.

The bodyguard grabbed the driver's hair and lifted his head up, forcing him to look at Han Tianyi.

The driver finally saw Han Tianyi's appearance clearly.

With a handsome and haughty face, slender eyes slanted upwards slightly.

Obviously compelling elegance.

But because of those pupils of winter night cold stars, there was a hint of hostility.

Excessive coldness made this elegance almost cold.

"I... I... I don't know..."

The cold light in the black eyes made the driver's tongue tangle.

He didn't dare to look at Han Tianyi and wanted to bow his head.

But his head was being pulled, so he could only flash his eyes around.

"close."

Han Tianyi's words were really pitiful.

From entering the house to now, he only spit out a few numbers.

But every sentence is completely irresistible.

The subordinates understood and pushed the driver to the ground again.

The driver thought that Han Tianyi would reason with him.

He didn't understand what Han Tianyi meant.

When he was still lucky, Han Tianyi had already stood up.

Without even looking at him, he turned and walked towards the door.

Looking at Han Tianyi's cold back, the driver suddenly realized something was wrong.

He struggled to go, but was held down firmly.

He could only watch helplessly as the door slammed shut in front of him.