The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

Uncle Quan watched He Chen walk away alone, shook his head, and entered the room.

He Zhentian's chest was still heaving, and he said in a heavy voice, "Why hasn't he come yet?"

"The young master said that he will come at night."

"Let me wait for him."

In the garden villa, after Jiang Ruoyue fell asleep, He Yi got up lightly and went out to Nanting Hotel.

"Young master, the island master has been waiting for you." The bodyguard opened the door for him.

When He Yi came in, He Zhentian glanced at him, feeling extremely dissatisfied.

"coming."

He Yi sat opposite He Zhentian, and cut to the point: "I will not be separated from her."

He Zhentian questioned his head and covered his face, and threw it on He Yi's face.

"It's just a woman. Without him, you can't live? Did she give you ecstasy soup?"

He Yi didn't take any action, or didn't even have the desire to explain.

Seeing that there was no response from him, He Zhentian was dumbfounded for a while, and then issued an ultimatum.

"I don't want to make too ugly a fight with you because of a woman. I'll give you another week to spend time with her, and then make a break. After a week, if you don't compromise, she will disappear from this world."

"Grandpa, don't force me." He Yi finally raised his head, facing the person opposite him.

In this contest of eyes, no one wins, let alone loses.

He Zhentian paused every word, "It's you, don't force me."

Words are powerful.

He Yi didn't make any unnecessary responses, got up and grabbed a bodyguard.

"Where is Qi Zhen?"

"Yat."

Qi Zhen knew that He Yi would come here a long time ago, so he didn't sleep at all, and kept following the developments in He Zhentian's room.

He Yi looked over with destructive cold eyes, strode over, pushed Qi Zhen to the wall, pinched his neck, and lifted him off the ground.

"If you don't want to die, hand over your things quickly."

What he said was the trigger of the miniature bomb in Jiang Ruoyue's body, of course Qi Zhen understood.

"cough……"

A sense of suffocation overwhelmed Qi Zhen. If there were any tricks in this world, pinching his neck would definitely be one of the most despairing tricks. What was even more terrifying was being pinched by a big palm with terrifying power.

The bodyguard panicked, "Young master, you can't do it."

He Zhentian came out and said angrily, "The thing is with me, it's useless if you pinch her to death."

Qi Zhen nodded at He Yi with difficulty, indicating that the things were indeed in He Zhentian's place.

After Qi Zhen told He Yi about this, he immediately told He Zhentian about the bomb on Jiang Ruoyue's body, and took the initiative to hand over the starter, so as to save his life and allow He Zhentian to pinch Jiang Ruoyue's weakness.

He Yi still didn't let go, his eyes were bloodshot, and his strength tightened bit by bit. He didn't know that Jiang Ruoyue had been planted with a bomb, and she had never cried in front of him before. She was bearing this huge pain alone. pressure.

Seeing He Yi, He Zhentian still has no intention of letting go. The current He Yi makes He Zhentian feel that he has become a lion that no one can manage.

"Damn."

Uncle Quan hurried to He Yi's side, both as a reminder and as a threat: "Young master, let him go quickly, you have to think about Miss Jiang's safety."

He Yi sneered, and threw him to the ground.

Qi Zhen was lying on his stomach in a state of embarrassment, panting heavily, and the bones in his body seemed to be broken.

She smiled bitterly, He Yi really wanted to strangle her to death just now, it was so ruthless, but all this became more interesting, and successfully aroused her competitive spirit.

It must be the most successful thing in the world to have a man who hates you stay by your side.

He Yi took a complicated look at He Zhentian, turned around, swept over to He Chen who stood up at some time, and strode away.

He Zhentian entered the room.

He Chen touched the painful cells in his body, thinking, what, what?

Qi Zhen got up, gritted his teeth and walked past him.

"What did you mean by what you said just now?"

Another man who is fascinated by Jiang Ruoyue, Qi Zhenleng twitched the corner of his mouth: "If you want to know, just ask your grandpa."

He Yi returned home, went upstairs softly, pushed the door softly, Jiang Ruoyue was still asleep, looking at his rosy sleeping face, he slid lightly with his fingertips, and walked to the balcony.

The night wind was sluggish, and it blew up the hem of his black windbreaker, making him feel bitingly cold all over his body.

Suddenly, an exquisite and beautiful figure hugged him from behind, rubbed against his back, and said in a hazy voice, "Why are you up? Are you insomnia?"

He Yi turned around, opened the windbreaker, wrapped Jiang Ruoyue who was wearing thin pajamas into his arms, hugged her tightly, and patted her on the head.

"I'm thirsty, get up and drink water."