The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

A low, thunderous voice fell, and suddenly a flash of lightning struck outside the window, dark clouds gathered, and it turned black in an instant.

It was very similar to Shen Wanqing's mood at the moment.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, and she could no longer squeeze out a single tear. Scarlet blood dripped from her broken nails. She just sat quietly on the cold ground, looking up at the indifferent and heartless man in front of her.

In the past ten years, his tenderness has never been given to himself.

In the year they got married, her father had said that Ye Zhen was not her lover, but she didn't believe it.

And now...

Shen Wanqing's eyes, stained red with hatred, gradually faded from the fire, and became extremely cold.

It began to rain patter outside the window, and it became heavier and heavier, and gradually the thunder and rain became more and more, and the atmosphere in the house seemed to freeze.

Ye Zhen's stern facial features were covered with a layer of frost, his slightly narrowed eyes fell on Shen Wanqing's unruly face, the deeper the brows were furrowed, the more clogged and irritable his heart became.

I really want to destroy the unruliness in her eyes and break her straight spine.

She was the one who did the wrong thing, why should she look at herself with such innocent eyes!

"Ah Zhen, forget it, tell my sister to go back..." Shen Qiao raised her head, caught the flash of emotion in Ye Zhen's eyes, her eyes changed slightly, and persuaded her.

She didn't want to make Ye Zhen feel sorry for Shen Wanqing in the end.

"Since Shen Wanqing dared to harm you, he should be punished." Ye Zhen ignored Shen Qiao's hand, stepped on Italian high-end handmade leather shoes, and walked up to Shen Wanqing step by step.

Her appearance was even worse than the beggars on the side of the road.

But why, there is no pleasure in the bottom of my heart...

The bottom of Ye Zhen's long and narrow eyes was gradually covered with a layer of mist, and a slender hand like jade fell on her thin shoulder and pressed down hard.

"Ye Zhen!" With a pale face, Shen Wanqing struggled to stare at Shen Qiao who was leaning on the bedside and smiling, her trembling voice seemed to beg Ye Zhen not to.

"boom--!"

Her self-esteem was still slammed to the ground by Ye Zhen, and her weak voice followed Ye Zhen's heart.

"When you poison Qiao Qiao, you should think of today, Shen Wanqing, I warn you this is the last time!"

A cold voice came from above the head, and as the words fell to the ground, the hands that were locked on the shoulders were released, Shen Wanqing swayed, and fell to the ground, with her head drooping lifelessly, like an old doll.

The dark clouds covered the sun, and the thunder shook people.

The heavy rain did not cover up his indifferent voice, and every word was desperately drilled into her heart.

Shen Wanqing wanted to cry, but couldn't cry, her throat seemed to be choked, and she could only make a whimpering sound.

"Ah Zhen, let my sister go back! I believe that my sister didn't hurt me on purpose." Shen Qiao sighed, and stretched out her hand towards Ye Zhen. Seeing Shen Wanqing's lack of resistance, she felt a little dull.

That coquettish and soft tone gradually calmed Ye Zhen's furious heart. He turned his head and stopped looking at the vicious woman kneeling at his feet, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Fortunately, the Jojo he loves is pure and kind, not as vicious as her...

……

Shen Wanqing raised her arms and stood up stiffly from the ground. Her eyes had long been blurred, and she couldn't see the two lovers in front of her clearly. She clenched her fists tightly, and her palms were bloody and bloody, but she didn't frown at all.

Shen Wanqing walked towards the door with heavy steps, and the girl's soft voice of admiration came from behind, "A Zhen, I want to be with you, forever."

Shen Wanqing's dull face froze for a moment, her dry eye sockets became moist instantly, and a force suddenly erupted from her dying body, and she left the hospital as if fleeing.