Dear Mr. Shi

Zhang Jie said again: "Shi Yuhan, because you want to be like this, what is wrong with me? Why are you reluctant to choose me?"

Shi Yuhan frowned slightly: "For all the questions you asked, I can answer you with the answers just now."

"There is no reason, just because she is Song Qinghuan." Zhang Jie repeated what Shi Yuhan said just now.

She sneered: "If so, why do you want to divorce Song Qinghuan again? Why do you want to be engaged to that Han Qianqian again? Why can you choose them but not me?"

Zhang Jie cried and asked: "They can help you, and I can help you, and all the troubles you have now, it seems that only I can help you."

Shi Yu cold said: "I don't need your help."

Zhang Jie raised her voice: "You don't need to help, then why do you want to marry Han Qianqian? Don't you just want her to help you when you marry her? I'm telling you that she can't help you. Now I can help you alone, my father's. In the drawer, there is a document listing the Times Group’s suspected money laundering, as well as your Shi Yuhan suspected of murder and bribery.”

Shi Yuhan's complexion was still very calm, but he faintly replied: "I know! But what about that?"

Zhang Jie pointed her throat: "What do you mean, are these all true?"

Shi Yuhan's mouth slightly ridiculed: "Is it really important? Am I a murderer? When the news of my suspected murder came out, everyone had already begun to discuss it and had a conclusion in their hearts."

"I don't, I know you won't kill!" Zhang Jie hurriedly denied, she stepped forward and grabbed Shi Yuhan's hand: "Shi Yuhan, marry me! You know the identity of my father, as long as you and I am married, I can beg my dad, my dad loves me very much, she will definitely help you do things for me..."

"You seem to be off topic!" Shi Yuhan interrupted her.

He calmly removed his hand: "I came to you, not wanting to talk about this with you. I can handle my business, and if I can't do it, I won't bet on my marriage."

The indifferent sentence seemed to pierce Zhang Jie's heart.

She was so painful that she couldn't help herself: "Then why are you engaged to Han Qianqian? Don't say you fall in love with her, fall in love with her, then why do you still come to me because of Song Qinghuan?"

"Han Qianqian and I were only engaged. We were engaged since we were young. As long as I choose to divorce, the engagement between me and her will take effect automatically. There is no need for any ceremony at all, and we understand each other that everyone who wants to marry each other will get married. Not each other."

"Time protects against the cold... but now is different, you are in trouble, I marry you, you can be a stopgap..." Zhang Jie said with difficulty, realizing that she had lost the language ability she was proud of at this moment. .

Because she knew that no matter how gorgeous and touching the language, it was impossible to convince the man in front of her.

"Zhang Jie, thank you for your kindness, but you don't need it. Don't go to Song Qinghuan in the future. The favor I owe you still exists. As long as you need it, I will return it to you. But if you find Song Qinghuan again, don't blame me for not, talking, and affection. , Righteousness!"

Shi Yuhan said calmly, but with a command that couldn't hold his beak.

A suffocating paleness ran over Zhang Jie's beautiful face.

Heartbroken!

She bit her lip, biting hard and was about to bite it through, forcing herself to press down the intense pain in her chest, but it was so uncomfortable, she couldn't help but yelled out: "When you stay away from the cold, I hate you, I hate you!! "