Giants hunting: The gold master holds the little cute wife alone

Jiang Chen slapped Hou Yue's face, his anger could no longer be suppressed.

"Go get that beast back!"

Hou Yue sneered and looked at Jiang Chen without saying a word.

She finally understood that when the Jiang family was finished, they would be finished too!

Su Wenqian, who was dragged away by Wen Yize, was extremely frustrated.

Just a little bit!

She almost knew the truth of the matter!

Wen Yize was on the phone, and it was inconvenient for them to come forward directly for some things, and it would be better for others to do it.

"Don't worry, Jiang Shaomu's people will definitely take care of that doctor."

Seeing Su Wenqian's absent-minded look, Wen Yize comforted him.

Su Wenqian forced a smile, and the phone rang. It was the director who had waited for a long time and didn't get Su Wenqian, so they came here to ask.

"Let's meet the director and investors first."

The two went into the bar pretending nothing happened, and discussed with the director about the follow-up shooting.

Su Wenqian heard that they hated it, and was not in the mood to participate in it, but just drank fruit wine glass by glass.

When they finished chatting, Wen Yize found that Su Wenqian was already drunk.

Helpless, Wen Yize sent Su Wenqian back specially.

The person who opened the door was Su Ling. He took Su Wenqian who had fainted from drunkenness, and thanked Wen Yize.

"Wait, I forgot to say before, thank you for taking care of Xiaoqian all these years."

Su Ling called to stop Wen Yize who turned around and was about to leave.

Wen Yize turned back with a cold expression: "I did this for my brother, and I don't need you to thank me. Su Ling, back then you volunteered to carry out the task of Jiang's family, and finally news of your death came out. I really want to How could you be alive? If you don’t want to answer it, I won’t bring up this question again after today. After all, Su Wenqian will be the saddest person in the middle. My question is for the dead Shao Xiao Just to ask, do you know how long he was depressed after the news of your death came back, and how much he did to make up for your failure. Although he didn't say anything on the surface for so many years, he never forgot your death from his heart. Now you Come back, I don’t think he owes you at all.”

"I know, and it's really not a glorious thing for me to be alive..."

None of them are fools, with that kind of dangerous task, he is close to death, why can Su Ling live well but not show his face for so many years, unless the way he survived is dishonorable.

A cold light flashed in Wen Yize's eyes, and finally saw Su Wenqian, who was drunk in Su Ling's arms, the cold light gradually disappeared.

Forget it, that's all for now.

In Su Ling's matter, it is impossible to tell who is right and who is wrong, and the person who has the most right to investigate is already dead.

But he still had to say—

"Su Ling, you don't deserve his trust."

Wen Yize said coldly, and walked away without looking back.

Su Ling sighed.

trust?

He hasn't needed this kind of thing for a long time.

Carrying Su Wenqian into the room, he covered her with the quilt, and gently brushed Su Wenqian's hair. Su Ling's eyes were tender.

This is the only treasure he cares about, the only treasure he wants to treasure.

Whether it is getting ahead or rushing to the mountains and seas of fire, it is all to gain the strength to protect her, so that she can grow up without worry.

That was his purpose from the beginning.

So later he accepted that mission, and if he succeeds, he can ascend to the sky in one step.

But unfortunately he failed, he didn't have any loyalty to Jiang Shaoxiao in his heart, all he remembered at that moment was Su Wenqian's smiling face, so even if he betrayed him, he had to let himself live.

From this point of view, he probably failed Jiang Shaoxiao.

But Jiang Shaoxiao, this is not the reason why you can bully Xiaoqian...

Su Ling withdrew his hand, turned off the light, and closed the door.

The night wind blew the curtain behind the window, and Su Wenqian frowned in her sleep. The discomfort of being drunk woke her up from her deep sleep, and she saw a figure standing beside her bed in a blur.

"Brother Ling?..."

A slightly cold finger touched her lips, "I don't want to hear this name at this time."

The man sat on the edge of the bed, and his fingertips slid onto Su Wenqian's cheek, leaving a thrilling touch.

Su Wenqian was still drunk, seeing people as double images, and couldn't tell who the person in front of him was.

It's just that the tone of voice made her feel very familiar, and seemed to be someone who was very important to her.

"Little idiot, I heard you were looking for me? Do you really still love me?"

"Love you? Who are you? I love...Jiang Shaoxiao...but I can't find him..." Su Wenqian said confusedly.

"Honestly cute. Are you like this in front of Jiang Shaoxiao? I'm a little curious."

"Hmm...let me go...you want to..."

Su Wenqian only felt that she was being pressed on the bed, her delicate skin was rubbing against the cool clothes, and a pair of cold hands were exploring her body in an extremely familiar way.

The body that has not let others approach for many years subconsciously resists this person's approach.

But her letting go was like a kitten scratching its paw without any strength at all to allow the other party to easily suppress it and invade it in a more powerful way.

This person seemed to know her body better than herself.

In the bed, she seemed to melt into an ocean, let Haitao beat her, she could only weakly cling to the man on her body and drift with the tide.

After the initial discomfort passed, the familiar pleasure that I hadn't visited for a long time came.

Her toes curled up unbearably.

"Young owl...Young owl..."

she murmured.

The physical sensations brought back indelible memories from long ago, and that's how that man brought her joy.

The man on her body froze when she heard the sound, and then made more fierce and domineering movements that almost made her scream.

And she really couldn't bear to make a sound, but the sound finally fell into the other party's mouth.

……

A dream in the spring night, there is always a time to wake up from the dream.

In the early morning, Su Wenqian was woken up by her own alarm. After turning off the alarm with a splitting headache, she got up from the bed. Just as she moved, her whole body stopped moving like an electric shock.

The feeling under the waist is so vivid, this is not a dream at all.

The memory of what happened in the half-asleep and half-awake last night gradually flooded into his mind, and Su Wenqian looked down at his body in panic.

Under the nightdress, red marks were all over her snow-white skin, domineering and forceful all over her body, as if declaring her own ownership.

What exactly is going on? ! !

Su Wenqian felt that she was going crazy.

Is she still dreaming?

But last night she remembered that she was sent home by Wen Yize!

Could it be that someone sneaked into her house in the middle of the night and treated her...!

Su Wenqian grabbed her clothes tightly, her expression panicked, she would rather she was still in a dream!