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

Xie Jinhuan's face became colder and colder. The rose garden, which was illuminated by the orange sunset, was instantly affected by the invisible cold current, which spread and enveloped it silently.

Tang Qiaoer lowered her wet eyelashes, looked at the stones under her feet, then turned her head and looked at Li Huan.

click-

Crunch.

The man looked at Tang Qiaoer's red and swollen eyes expressionlessly, took a bite of the apple, and chewed it with great relish.

Suddenly, a strong impact shook Tang Qiaoer's chest.

Her thin shoulders trembled heavily, and she used all her strength to support her body, trying to stand up and walk towards him...

With a loud bang, the wheelchair suddenly turned sideways, and she fell into the mud with it.

"Qiaoqiao! How are you?!"

Xie Jinhuan panicked and tried to bend over to pick her up, but she pushed him away hysterically:

"No need for you...I can do it myself!"

Tang Qiaoer gritted her teeth, and her delicate fingers dug into the mud on the ground. She looked disheveled, but climbed up with great determination.

This scene made Xie Jinhuan unbelievable!

He injected Tang Qiaoer with anesthetic last night. Although it was the second day, it was enough to make her limbs become limp.

In theory, she couldn't move.

Perhaps, it was the appearance of Li Huan that made her frail body burst out with extraordinary willpower, allowing her to miraculously break through the control of drugs.

Seeing the girl bravely getting up from the ground, Li Huan paused his chewing of the apple, and his cold eyes deepened slightly.

Fleeting.

Tang Qiaoer stared at Li Huan, her eyes glowing with fluorescence, gathering like a sea of ​​stars.

Fifth brother...it's you, right?

My fifth brother doesn’t like the sea and his favorite food is apples, so you are him...right?

"What are you doing here?" Xie Jinhuan could sense Tang Qiaoer's strong emotions towards this man, and stared at him with a cold and unfriendly look.

"Wandering around, passing by."

Li Huan turned his gaze away from Tang Qiao'er's pale face and scanned the beautiful rose garden. "Although the scenery is nice, it makes people feel dull."

Xie Jinhuan lowered his eyelids, "What do you mean?"

"It's obvious that Miss Tang doesn't want to marry you. So this garden full of roses is just a field of melons to me."

Li Huan ate the whole apple and threw the core into the rose bush, "It's not sweet yet."

Xie Jinhuan's eyes turned red with hatred, and he clenched his flared fingers:

"Mr. Li has always strictly followed the rules set by the master. He doesn't say things that can be said or not. Why are you talking so much today?"

Li Huan smiled. He probably rarely smiled, so his smile seemed stiff:

"Normally, that's true, but when I see someone I hate, I can't help but talk more."

Tang Qiaoer blinked gently, her heart beating faster and faster.

Although the fifth brother's personality is not as cold, hard and straightforward as his, he is also a straightforward and pure person. In this respect, they are similar.

Xie Jinhuan's face was already very ugly, and he sneered, "No matter how much you dislike it, there is nothing you can do. Qiaoqiao and I will eventually get married, and she will eventually become my wife."

Li Huan: “I don’t think so.”

Hearing this, Tang Qiaoer's eyes lit up and her heart beat violently.

However, the next second, the man's words came down coldly:

"Maybe, sir, you have this opportunity, too."

Xie Jinhuan's heart trembled again and again, and a feeling of anxiety surged in his eyes.

He was not afraid of Shen Jingjue and Qiaoqiao's brothers coming after him, but he was afraid of the master, extremely afraid!

He is well aware of Mr.'s methods, and to this day, there is nothing that Mr. wants that he cannot get.

"But, sir, I'm not as shameless, mean, or evil as you."

Li Huan leaned forward, picked a rose, tore off a petal, and put it in his mouth to chew, "Sir would never plunder so barbarically, like an animal.

The gentleman will make Miss Tang willingly accept him and fall in love with him little by little."

Xie Jinhuan's broad shoulders trembled and he shuddered.

Tang Qiaoer didn't feel it was that scary, but more of a curiosity and suspicion.

She even felt that if she could really be kidnapped by that gentleman, it would be better than being imprisoned by Xie Jinhuan.

At least she was close to the core of the crime, at least she had the opportunity to uncover the true identity of the mastermind and get to the bottom of it.

But when she was with Xie Jinhuan, she felt powerless.

Because no matter how respectable, glorious, and powerful Xie Jinhuan looked, he was just a watchdog raised by that man.

Moreover, she vaguely felt that something big would happen when Li Huan came this time.

Even if they didn't take action, Xie Jinhuan, who had lost his usefulness, would be doomed.

……

At night, the sea is surging.

After years of career as a killer, Li Huan almost lost his ability to sleep.

He lay on the red velvet sofa in the living room, looking up at the gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling, lost in thought.

Suddenly, light footsteps approached him.

Li Huan's ears twitched, but he did not stand up warily.

It was because he recognized the footsteps, it was the Miss Tang who fell in the mud and kept crying during the day.

The footsteps paused beside him.

Suddenly, his eyes were red.

Tang Qiaoer leaned forward slightly and held a fresh red apple in front of him.

Perhaps it was because of her physical weakness or some emotional fluctuation, but her fair and slender little hands were trembling.

"For you." Tang Qiaoer's voice was soft, like a young girl.

Li Huan's eyelashes fluttered. He raised his hand to take it and took a bite with a crisp sound.

Tang Qiaoer said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Li, do you like apples too?"

"Yeah." Li Huan responded indifferently.

"I have... I have an older brother who has loved eating apples since he was a child."

Tang Qiaoer stared at him deeply, tears welling up in her eyes. "There are two apple trees in the backyard of my house. When I was a child, I often climbed up the trees to pick apples for my fifth brother."

Li Huan remained silent and ate bite by bite.

"He is an excellent captain with 99% absolute professional ability. However, he still lacks that 1%."

There was a hint of curiosity in the man's eyes, unprecedented:

“What is that 1%?”

"luck."

Two lines of painful tears flowed uncontrollably from Tang Qiaoer's red eyes and fell down her thin jaw. "In an air crash, the plane he was piloting dived into the sea. All crew members and passengers were killed."

Li Huan paused while rubbing his cheeks, then continued chewing, as if what she said had nothing to do with him:

"Then he is indeed very unlucky. In your next life, try to be a lucky person."

The soft, heart-wrenching sobs echoed in the quiet living room.

"Ms. Tang, your tears should be saved for those who deserve them."

Li Huan glanced coldly at the crying woman, "You should go to your brother's grave and cry. You are wasting your emotions in front of me."

As soon as the words fell, the man felt a chill in his shoulders.

Tang Qiaoer pounced on him, grabbed the collar of his black T-shirt and pulled hard.

With a swish sound, she used all her strength to tear a long and narrow cut in the cloth!