After the divorce, Ms. Jiang surprised the world

Thinking of this, Qi Yan's body exudes layers of coldness.

He clamped Jiang Mianmian's lower jaw and bit his back molars.

He asked word by word: "I haven't seen you for a few days, are you good at seducing people? Are you also so smug in front of Ye Han?"

He clearly told himself over and over again that he didn't care, but Jiang Mianmian couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when he heard his harsh words.

Her long and curly eyelashes couldn't help shaking slightly, and she said in a trembling voice: "What I look like in front of someone, it seems to have nothing to do with your ex-husband."

"By the way, you said that I'm a loafer, how are you better than me? We haven't divorced yet, so what do you say about Tang Feifei getting pregnant?"

Hearing Jiang Mianmian talking about Feifei again, Qi Yan's eyes lit up with anger.

So much so that the force with which he clamped Jiang Mianmian couldn't help but increase.

"Smart-tongued woman, I would let you go if I wanted to have fun, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying this, Qi Yan pushed Jiang Mianmian hard on the carpet.

Even though there was a soft carpet under him, his body didn't respond at all to being pushed like this.

But Jiang Mianmian felt very painful. The sharp pain from his heart spread to every corner of his body.

She often wonders, what is love?What is liking someone?

In the past, she only thought that liking meant simply wanting to see someone, and she would go crazy if she couldn't.

But at that moment just now, Jiang Mianmian suddenly realized what he likes.

Like is a terrible and beautiful thing, like each other is beautiful, one-way like is a drug that can control people, let people sink uncontrollably, sink.

Jiang Mianmian closed her eyes, tears falling silently.

Qi Yan stood in front of the French window of the private room, where he stood tall and tall, with a cigarette in his slender white hand.

The cigarette was quietly burning in his hand, but he didn't intend to take a puff, and let the cigarette flicker and dim, gradually burning out.

I still remember that Qi Yan didn't smoke before, and during the three years they were married, Jiang Mianmian thought it was rare to see Qi Yan smoke, unless it was something annoying.

So, he smokes now because she annoys him?

Realizing that she was wondering if she had bothered Qi Yan, Jiang Mianmian bit her lower lip suddenly.

She is really mean, obviously it was Qi Yan who took the initiative to provoke her and harass her time and time again, yet she was constantly reflecting on herself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mianmian wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately, stood up from the carpet, and wanted to leave the private room.

But as soon as she took two steps, Qi Yan's big cold hand grabbed her arm.

She turned her head suddenly, her eyes widened, and she said angrily, "What are you going to do?"

Seeing her like this, Qi Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, narrowed his evil eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Did I let you go?"

When Jiang Mianmian heard Qi Yan's extremely arrogant words, he immediately laughed.

"What are you? If you don't let me go, can I not go? The feudal dynasty has perished long ago. Do you think you are the emperor of the earth, and the people around you are all your servants?"

After saying this, Jiang Mianmian wanted to shake off Qi Yan's restraint and leave the place of right and wrong.

But she still overestimated her own ability, she shook her vigorously, but she didn't let Qi Yan loosen in the slightest.

This man's hands are like iron tongs. If the Qi family goes bankrupt, with his pair of iron tongs, he can still have a full meal.

Jiang Mianmian broke free for a while, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her shiny and fair face, and a blush hung on her cheeks.

She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "How can you let me go?"

"The game is not over yet, let you go, do you think it's possible?"

"What kind of game, Qi Yan, do you think this is interesting? I won't accept your billion wedding dress order, let's just leave it at that, and don't show up in front of anyone, okay?"

When Qi Yan heard that Jiang Mianmian wanted to get rid of him again, a thin layer of ice suddenly appeared in his wolf-like black eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "It's not good."

"why?"

"Do you think you can terminate the contract if you want to terminate the contract you signed?"

Hearing the man's dangerous words, Jiang Mianmian's heart tightened, her beautiful eyes rolled, and she asked anxiously, "You, what do you mean by that?"

"Heh, as the president of a group, Miss Jiang, don't you pay attention to the terms when you read the contract?"

"You mean that if you terminate the contract without reason, you will have to pay ten times the liquidated damages?"

"Otherwise? I'm curious, if the Jiang Corporation pays ten times the liquidated damages, will it go bankrupt?"

The man's black eyes, which were as deep as a cold pool, were full of ridicule and ridicule.

Seeing Qi Yan's eyes like this reminded Jiang Mianmian once again that she had just returned to Jiang's, and this man was able to stay in Jiang's first chief designer safely because of Tang Feifei.

And let her withdraw from Jiang's voluntarily, and ridicule her, a woman who can only do housework, wants to be the president, it is really beyond her control.

When Jiang Mianmian heard these words, his heart felt like a knife file.

In this world, no one's blow is as violent as that of your dearest and most loved one.

A casual sentence from them can make you fall into the abyss.

Jiang Mianmian laughed, no wonder Qi Yan asked her to order a sky-high price wedding dress for Tang Feifei, but it was just an extra weight to control her and submit obediently.

But she was stupidly fooled, thinking that it would bring huge profits to the Jiang family, but she didn't expect that all of this was just a trap set by Qi Yan.

But it's too late to say anything now, if you can't cancel the contract, you can only be controlled by Qi Yan.

Qi Yan looked down at Jiang Mianmian condescendingly, and reacted in astonishment when he heard the ten times the liquidated damages.

Her little face was pale, and her beautiful red lips could not stop trembling. Seeing her like this, Qi Yan once again felt the pleasure of revenge in his heart.

He didn't know when, but he actually felt that bullying Jiang Mianmian had become one of the few joys in his life.

His cool red lips said slowly: "Are you scared now? It's a pity it's too late."

The man made no secret of the complacency and provocation in his tone, Jiang Mianmian took advantage of Qi Yan's inattention, and pushed Qi Yan away fiercely, his beautiful eyes turned around, and a charming and seductive smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

He said word by word: "I'm not afraid. If you have money, you don't make money. You bastard, don't worry, Mr. Qi. Even if I die, I will make this wedding dress."

After saying this, Jiang Mianmian quickly left the private room.

I thought Qi Yan would catch up after he reacted, but luckily he didn't, which made Jiang Mianmian heave a sigh of relief.