The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

Shen Jingjue walked down the stairs in two steps with his long legs as fast as an arrow. Han Xian, who followed him closely, could only catch up with him by running.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Shen Jingjue saw Shen Jingzhe sitting alone in a wheelchair, standing straight, a few steps away, and their eyes met.

Even worse is hand-to-hand combat.

"It's so late, are you still going out?" Shen Jingzhe asked with a smile, raising the corners of his lips slightly.

Han Xian hated his hypocritical attitude of "I have the advantage" so much that he wanted to rush up and kick over his wheelchair!

"It's so late, are you still awake?"

Shen Jingjue glared at him coldly, and said with his thin lips slightly opened, "It seems that you can still endure with this half-crippled body."

"Jingjue, you seem to be very anxious. Has something happened? Do you need my help?" Shen Jingzhe ignored his sarcasm and kept smiling.

"Nothing to do with you."

After saying that, Shen Jingjue strode forward like a meteor, passing by Shen Jingzhe in an instant like a gust of sharp wind.

"Jingjue, many people and many things have nothing to do with you, why do you have to wade into muddy water and make yourself miserable?" Shen Jingzhe squinted at him with his gloomy eyes. At this moment, his eyes lost their usual gentleness.

In his contempt, he looked like an eagle and a wolf, sinister and cruel.

Shen Jingjue's body suddenly froze and a chill ran down his chest.

This good elder brother of his never said a word of nonsense. He always stirred up the situation while chatting and laughing, and stirred up bloody storms without making a sound.

This man looks clean from head to toe.

However, he didn't know that behind this hypocritical and elegant face, there were countless dirty and smelly rats and maggots hiding inside, which had already eaten away his humanity beyond recognition.

Shen Jingjue narrowed her starry eyes, turned around and returned to the man.

Boom——!

Shen Jingjue was caught off guard and kicked the bottom of the wheelchair.

Shen Jingzhe's body shook violently, and he grabbed the handrail with both hands to balance his body and not fall to the ground. But he looked quite embarrassed.

Han Xian secretly said in his heart: Great!

"I don't discriminate against disabled people, but I look down on people who can walk but pretend to be lame."

Shen Jingjue Gao An's body leaned forward slightly, staring coldly at the man's pale face, his sword-like eyebrows raised, proud and unrestrained, "Boss Shen, if you are really disabled, I wish you a speedy recovery. If you are pretending, then I wish you will be wheelchair-bound for the rest of your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, he strode away, and he and Han Xian disappeared from the gate in the blink of an eye.

It was unknown how long it took before Shen Jingzhe slowly stood up from the wheelchair. Suddenly, his eyes turned bloodshot and he kicked the wheelchair hard to the ground.

Just then, the phone vibrated in his arms.

He took a deep breath and whispered in her ear, "How's it going?"

Mu Xueruo was startled for a moment, then said respectfully: "We've caught him. Do you want him alive or..."

"Stupid, what's the point of having a dead person?"

Shen Jingzhe closed his red eyes, calming his mind that was disturbed by Shen Jingjue, and said in a hoarse and gloomy voice, "You must be alive."

……

Back mountain.

There was heavy snow and wind.

Shu Yan was shot in the left shoulder and fought desperately, but was outnumbered and fell in the snow with wounds all over his body.

The warm blood dyed the white snow a sad and beautiful red.

The assassins in black made way for Mu Xuerou, who was wearing a luxurious white fur coat, to come out. Perhaps because she was afraid of dirtying her expensive boots, she did not approach Shu Yan.

"I knew that a bitch like you would do something secretly, and sure enough, it turned out to be true."

Mu Xuerou glared at the dying Shu Yan as if she were looking at an ant. "Xie Jinhuan suffered such a tragic end because of his soft-heartedness. When Qian Qiu Sui fell, he should have shot you to eliminate the trouble forever."

Shu Yan's pale face was about to merge into the ice and snow. She grabbed a handful of snow with trembling fingers, and the biting cold seeped into her skin, allowing her to stay awake.

"He is such a hateful and pathetic person. He can't love Tang Qiaoer all his life, so he can only keep a fake like you by his side to comfort himself."

Mu Xuerou kicked a stone at Shu Yan, her eyes full of hatred, "I really want you to go down and accompany him now. After all, he died in such a mess, I have to burn something down there. It's also a favor for us as colleagues."

"Then... just do it... stop wasting time talking!" Shu Yan gasped and roared with all her strength.

"You want to die quickly and painlessly, but I won't let you do so."

Mu Xuerou leaned over, her eyes flashing with a sinister light, like a poisonous letter, "Shu Yan, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for hanging out with that bitch Tang Qiaoer. She is the person I hate the most in my life, and you have touched my sore spot."

"Who... are you...?" Shu Yan raised his heavy eyelids and exhaled a large cloud of white mist.

Mu Xuerou did not answer her question, but only gave a sinister order:

"Someone come and search her."

A man in black stepped forward, stripped off Shu Yan's blood-soaked clothes, and searched her thoroughly.

Mu Xueruo laughed out loud as she watched the woman being bullied, and she let out a large breath of anger that had been suppressed in her chest.

It’s a pity that Shu Yan’s face now is not Tang Qiaoer’s.

Otherwise, it will just be more fun.

"Ms. Mu, we have searched everything, but found nothing."

Mu Xuerou frowned irritably, "How is that possible?! Where's her cell phone?"

“No phone found.”

Mu Xuerou didn't care whether it was dirty or not this time. She bent down and grabbed Shu Yan's hair, forcing her to look at her:

"You bitch, you came to Qianqiusui in the middle of the night. You must be looking for something, right? What did you find? Take it out and I'll spare your life!"

"Pooh!"

Shu Yan spat fiercely in her face, and her face was covered with blood foam!

"Fuck! Bitch!"

Mu Xueruo glared angrily, raised her arm and slapped Shu Yan twice, but still felt unsatisfied, and roared, "Take her back to me!"

Two men stepped forward and dragged Shu Yan's weak and boneless body away.

Mu Xuerou's eyes were red as she wiped the saliva off her cheeks. She was about to go crazy with anger:

"Search for me! Where did she come from? Search all the way!"

……

Shen Jingjue drove himself and rushed to see Tang Qiaoer as quickly as possible.

Outside the door of their former love nest, Tang Qiaoer stood quietly in the cold wind.

Aunt Wu couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she held an umbrella and stood behind her to shield her from the falling snow.

Her young lady seemed to own the whole world, but for some reason, she often looked so lonely.

My young master, when will you wake up?

How could you bear to miss such a good girl!

The black Maybach did a neat tailspin and stopped steadily in front of the villa, startling the falling snow like white waves.

Shen Jingjue stepped out of the car with his long straight legs, his handsome face stern, and walked straight towards Tang Qiaoer.

Han Xian pushed the door and got out of the car, but before he took two steps, he bent down with a "vomit" sound, and it was broadcast live.

It can be seen how fast Shen Jingjue was driving along the way!

"Young Master! You're here at last!" Auntie Wu's voice was choked with sobs, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Shen Jingjue was filled with resentment.

Tang Qiaoer exhaled a puff of white air, looked into the man's deep black eyes, her lips trembling slightly, but she couldn't say anything.

Once upon a time, she could make demands on him at will, lose her temper with him at will, act like a spoiled child, and act like a spoiled child.

But now, she seemed to have lost all qualifications.

She found it difficult to speak and dared not.

"It's so cold, why are you waiting outside?" Shen Jingjue looked directly into her red eyes and spoke in a low voice.

Tang Qiaoer's voice was hoarse and very soft, "To welcome you."

The man's heart tightened, and his fingertips flexed slightly, "Let's go in and talk."

"No, it's too late. We have to find Shu Yan right now... She might be in danger!"

When the loud noise that sounded like a gunshot was heard, Tang Qiaoer almost couldn't hold back her emotions, tears suddenly filled her eyes, "I think I heard a gunshot... I heard it!

I can't get through to Shu Yan's phone. Could she have been shot? Could something have happened to her?!"

"Tang Qiaoer, you have always been optimistic. Don't scare yourself!" Shen Jingjue saw her panic, his back stiffened slightly, as if he was restraining some impulse.

"If anything happens to Shu Yan... my fourth brother will be finished too!"

Thinking of her fourth brother who finally found happiness, the usually strong Tang Qiaoer finally couldn't hold back her tears. She cried without any manners in front of the man, "Shu Yan must not be in any trouble... absolutely not!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Qiaoer felt the world spinning before her eyes and her body fell lightly downwards.

She was too tired. She was busy day and night, busy with KS, busy with finding a way to help Shen Jingjue. She suffered from insomnia and hadn't slept for three days and three nights.

Finally, I was exhausted both mentally and physically.

Aunt Wu was suddenly panicked, but fortunately Shen Jingjue reacted quickly. He hooked his long arms around Tang Qiaoer's waist and suddenly pulled her into his arms. He opened his clothes and pulled her into his black coat to protect her from the wind and snow.

The natural movements are engraved in the bones.

Even if he swallowed all the poison in the world, he couldn't change his habit of caring about her.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Jingjue asked hurriedly.

The little woman said nothing and just cried silently.

"Tang Qiaoer, stop crying. If you cry again, I will go back now. No matter what." Shen Jingjue hugged her, but his voice was deep and threatened her.

As a result, Tang Qiaoer cried even harder, and her tears soaked the man's crisp shirt.

Shen Jingjue frowned, sighed helplessly, and placed his rough palm on her trembling back.

In fact, he just couldn't bear to see her cry.

He saw it and felt a dull pain somewhere in his heart.