Madam's well-behaved persona collapsed again

Han Zeli, who just arrived not far away, saw Jing Huan and Zhuang Mo looking at each other affectionately.

His breathing was stagnant, and a huge panic surged in his heart instantly.

When he approached, he saw Zhuang Mo smiling and said happily, "That's great, Xiao Huan, we'll get married after I get through this time."

Han Zeli's face instantly became extremely ugly.

At that moment, countless dark thoughts popped up in his heart almost immediately.

Just find a chance to kill that unsightly man directly!

But he also knew very well in his heart that if he really dared to do this, then he might not be able to get Jing Huan's forgiveness for the rest of his life.

In the end, Han Zeli just watched Jing Huan and Zhuang Mo get into the ambulance, and disappeared from his sight in a blink of an eye.

And he looked at Su Xue coldly, and picked her up.

"Why do you always escape again and again, who is helping you?"

Su Xue didn't answer, she seemed to be stimulated by the pool of blood on the ground, she went crazy, screaming and clapping all the time: "Dead, dead!"

Han Zeli's eyes became extremely gloomy, he slapped him forcefully, and then kicked him away fiercely.

Then the men with gloomy expressions sent the man back to the mental hospital.

"Since you are already crazy, why don't you just keep being crazy like this!"

Three months later.

Zhuang Mo's injuries caused by the car accident have gradually recovered, and his wedding with Jing Huan is gradually approaching.

On the eve of the wedding, Jing Huan suddenly heard movement outside the window.

As soon as her mind moved, a certain person appeared in her mind almost immediately.

As soon as this idea came up, she saw Han Zeli's face appearing outside the window.

It's not the first time for Han Zeli to climb the window, the first time is raw and the second time is familiar. The movements are quite skillful, and he climbed in quickly.

Jing Huan was also not surprised.

She sat on the dressing table and looked at the man behind her through the mirror, a little unmoved.

"What are you here for?"

But Han Zeli stepped forward abruptly and hugged her tightly.

Jing Huan was taken aback, "Han Zeli, let me go!"

If they were caught in this state...

Thinking of the consequences, Jing Huan instantly panicked and struggled anxiously.

"Don't move." Han Zeli said suddenly, with a hint of pleading and vulnerability in his words.

Jing Huan froze suddenly.

But she quickly recovered, and looked at him coldly, "What on earth are you trying to do? Han Zeli, isn't it enough that you have hurt me so many times, and now you want to ruin my wedding? "

Han Zeli's complexion gradually became gloomy and ugly.

He really wanted to ruin the wedding, if he hadn't had some scruples, he wished he could take Jing Huan away now.

But he couldn't, and he didn't dare, he was afraid that Jing Huan would get angry, and that Jing Huan would never get in touch with him.

The man who has always been proud and dignified lowered his head at this moment, like a trapped beast in a desperate situation, let go of all his arrogance, and begged: "Jing Huan, can you stop marrying and wait for me..."

Jing Huan scoffed: "Waiting for you? Young Master Han, you must have misunderstood. Even if I don't marry Zhuang Mo tomorrow, I will never marry you!"

There was a hint of hatred in her sharp voice.

Han Zeli froze, his expression turned gray, and his eyes were completely gloomy, forming a thick ink color.

Jing Huan didn't seem to see it, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

She broke away from Han Zeli's arms, slowly got up and sat on the side of the bed, looked at Han Zeli coldly, and said, "Young Master Han, after all, it's not appropriate for you to stay here at night, hurry up!" Let's go, don't be misunderstood."

Han Zeli opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he heard a knock on the door outside.

"Xiao Huan, are you still awake? Who are you talking to?"

Jing Huan's heart tightened, and she quickly responded, "I'm on the phone with a friend, and I'm going to sleep right away."

Outside the door, Zhuang Mo looked down at the two figures coming out from the crack of the door, his eyes were gloomy.

But his tone was as gentle as ever: "Okay, go to bed early, and don't forget to get up early tomorrow."

Jing Huan responded, "Okay."

At the same time, his eyes urged Han Zeli.

go!

Han Zeli felt bitter in his heart, but in the end he couldn't bear to see Jing Huan embarrassed, and turned out of the window.

Unexpectedly, on the way to leave, he was suddenly bumped into a lake by a large truck.

"Peng!" A loud noise broke the silence of the night.

The large truck was huge, and Han Zeli's luxury car looked extremely fragile under such an item, without any room for struggle, it plunged headlong into the lake.

Afterwards, the people on the truck seemed a little uneasy, so they got out of the truck to check it out.

Jiang Rou, who was hiding around the corner, saw this scene clearly.

Originally, she just saw Han Zeli going out, and wanted to follow where he was going.

Who knew that they would encounter this scene!
She regained her senses after taking a deep breath, staring fixedly at the scene of the car accident not far away, with a hint of disbelief in her eyes.

Because at this moment she could clearly see the people getting off the big truck.

It is Zhuang Mo who is going to marry Jing Huan tomorrow!
Jiang Rou's pupils were shocked, and she hurriedly took out her mobile phone to contact Shang Jing Huan.

"Jing Huan, let me advise you, never marry Zhuang Mo, he is very dangerous, he actually...!"

Before she could speak, the mobile phone in her hand was thrown out violently.

With a crisp sound, the call came to an abrupt end.

But the man who was supposed to be standing by the lake appeared in front of her at some point, looking at her with a sneer.

"Miss Jiang, you can't ruin my long-awaited wedding."

Jiang Rou's expression froze, and without waiting for her to react, Zhuang Mo raised his hand and knocked her unconscious.

"Take it away." He ordered to his subordinates behind him.

"Yes."

The next day.

When the genius was bright, Jing Huan was about to get up and prepare for the wedding.

The stylist and make-up artist who did her makeup had already been waiting for a long time, and Jing Huan was pushed on a chair after a simple wash.

"Miss Jing Huan's skin is really good. I think a thin layer of base makeup is enough."

"Yes, the figure is just right, and the hair is curled a little, and the shape looks perfect."

The makeup artist and stylist laughed and praised, but Jing Huan was a little absent-minded.

For some reason, she felt flustered and uneasy when she woke up this morning.

At this time, a trending search popped up on her phone.

"President Han and his fiancée, Miss Jiangrou, passed away in a car accident last night due to drunken driving..."

The host's regretful voice pierced Jing Huan's ear like a needle prick.

Her face changed suddenly, she got up from the chair suddenly, and then she was about to run outside.

Passed away?

The man who had held her back for so long, the man who had appeared in front of her last night, actually passed away?
how can that be!

"Miss Jing Huan?" The makeup artist and stylist were startled, looked at each other for a while, and hurried to catch up.