Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 284 As long as she is willing, she knelt there for ten years, and I didn't notice that his cold and powerful voice seemed to stir the dead air, and a wind suddenly blew up on the path in front of the villa.

Duan Zipei also felt that with each of his stern and sinister syllables, an oppressive chill almost reached in front of him, and a string in his mind tightened with a "clang".

"If I don't move, what can you do to me?" Duan Zipei put his hands in his pockets, raised his haughty chin slightly, his sword eyebrows were like cold blades, "Unless you step on me."

The man on the opposite side darkened his face, and there was a faint but traceless hostility in his tone, "You think I dare not?"

As he spoke, the sound of pistols being loaded behind him followed one after another.

"You can try." Duan Zipei's eyes were condensed as if frozen, he said, pointing to the garden beside the path, "every stone, every tree, every grass and every tree here are all taken care of by Yoyo since childhood. Big one. The villa behind me is where she has lived for 20 years. Her grandfather’s spiritual tablet is still in the study. If you are not afraid that her spirit in the sky will not forgive you, you can let them shoot you. My joke If Pei shouts out pain, I will take your last name!"

The man's dark eyes swayed for an instant, his palms were slowly clenched, the veins on his strong forearms bulged, his eyes swept around in the direction of his fingers, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

"Why, don't you dare to do anything?" Duan Zipei sneered, "I'm afraid she won't forgive you if you ruin this place?"

The man's handsome face tightened even more.

"Actually, you don't have to worry at all, just let the horse come here." In Duan Zipei's blue eyes, the smile became colder and colder, "Even if you keep these things, she will not forgive you. Yoyo is gone , who are you still acting affectionate for? Come on, let these grandchildren shoot! Hit me!"

"Duan Zipei." The man's voice seemed to come out of the very deep part of his throat, "If you don't hand her over to me, you won't be able to leave here."

Duan Zipei's eyes froze, "Then let's see if you have the ability or I have the ability."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went back to the villa, leaving a back view generously, without even turning his head, his posture was extremely arrogant.

Jiang Lin didn't ask anyone to shoot, but just stood there and watched coldly.

A car drove up not far away and stopped in front of Duan's house. The man in the car got off the driver's seat and rushed to the man's side, "Sir, I found Yao Bei in Prosecutor Zhao's single house in Shanghai." son."

The man looked at him sideways, his expression turning cold, "Where's he?"

"Bring it back, it's in your office." Yu Song said.

Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes, "Call Zhou Yicheng too."

Yu Song was slightly surprised, "Sir, this matter has nothing to do with Lao Zhou, you call him..."

"It doesn't matter much?" The man said indifferently, his brows and eyes were indifferent and cold, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth was sharp to the bone, "Then it still matters."

Yu Song immediately understood what the man meant——

As long as there is a relationship, even if there is a little relationship, it will not be let go.

He paused, "As for Chief Prosecutor Zhao, we have already sent someone to investigate and deal with it. He was charged with a crime and sentenced to ten years in prison. Now his family members are trying to establish a relationship. It is estimated that they want to arrest him without anyone noticing. Get it out of there."

The man's voice was as cold as winter, icy and snowy, boundless, and his smile was as cold as it could be, "Get through the relationship? Why, who else dares to admit his relationship?"

Yu Song said honestly: "No, people in the political and legal circles avoid Mrs. Zhao like a plague, and no one dares to touch your bad luck. So Mrs. Zhao is doing everything possible to see you now, please forgive her husband. Life."

The man was indifferent, without any change in tone or tone, and the whole sentence was always maintained in an orderly rhythm, but the content of what he said made people shudder: "I threw him in for ten years, and I already spared his life .”

Looking at the man's handsome and indifferent side face, Yu Song felt for the first time that he is indeed a god who does not eat the fireworks of the world. At least for this moment, the whole person looked terribly cold.

However, he recalled the appearance of that woman who was over fifty years old kneeling in front of him begging him, and he still couldn't help but persuade him one last time. Kneeling at the door for a whole day."

On the first day that Mr. Jiang came out of Jiang's house, the first thing he did was to send someone to arrest Chief Prosecutor Zhao who had fled upon hearing the news, and then spent two days dealing with all matters concerning the handover of titles, and then went on non-stop He rushed to Duan's house.

In the past two days, Mrs. Zhao first begged her grandpa to tell her grandma to trust her. Seeing that her old friends avoided her, she found Yu Cheng and knelt outside Jiang Lin's office.Just now when Yu Song took Yao Bei'er over, he saw that woman looked haggard and disregarded any face, she jumped up and hugged his leg and kowtowed, his heart softened, and he agreed to say a few words in front of the husband.

The man glanced at Yu Song and understood his benevolence, but when he spoke, his voice was as cold as a blade, "As long as she wants to kneel there for ten years, I have no objection."

Yu Song suddenly felt that his throat was congested and he couldn't say anything.

In Yu Song's silence, the man continued: "The only way for the surname Zhao to survive is to finish the ten years in prison honestly, which is what he owes."

None of the people involved in this matter could escape, and even the judge who sentenced her to two years in prison was dismissed.

The entire political circle of Province D seemed to have been bloodbathed in just a few days.

Or, not only in province D, but he didn't let anyone go up to the dignitaries that this man could reach out to, down to the reform-through-labour inmates who said a harsh word to his wife in prison.

This is what they owe.

Yu Song was completely speechless.

He always felt that this man's paranoia about this matter had reached a pathological point.

There is no right or wrong, he just wants to find a source for every injury and every tear that the dead wife has suffered.

However, everyone is gone.

Why bother.

He didn't dare to say that.

Having said that, he still doesn't know what kind of crazy things this man will do.

He just felt uncomfortable.

The wife's death ruined the husband alive.

Who says death is painful?Only the living suffer more.

He walked to the side of the car, opened the car door for the man, saw him go up, and gently closed the door again.

The sigh was lost in the sound of the gas pedal starting the car, and the car drove towards the legacy headquarters building.

Seeing the woman kneeling at the door, Jiang Lin's brows remained unmoved, and he ordered the security guard without even looking at her, "Get out."

No matter how much she cries, he always has the same expression, his handsome face is gentle but extraordinarily indifferent, his tall and straight body is covered with a lingering haze, so gloomy that people dare not approach easily.

Pushing open the door, he saw a bewildered woman standing in front of his desk.

Jiang Lin walked to the leather sofa, sat down, loosened the tie with his bony hands, and threw the coat aside, wearing a dark shirt on him, making him look slimmer and more temperamental Shen duck.There was a deep coldness in Junmo's brows, through his calm gaze, it just fell on Yao Bei'er, making her feel like a light on her back.

Zhou Yicheng arrived not long after that, and he couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the woman in the room. He remembered that Miss Belle had already left the city.

Seeing the indifferent man with his legs crossed on the sofa, sitting in a casual posture, but with nothing on his body, Zhou Yicheng felt even more flustered for no reason.

The coldness penetrated directly from his eyes into his heart, even from his skin, penetrated his flesh and blood, and penetrated into his bones.

"Yu Song, you go out." The man said lightly.

Yu Song frowned, and for the first time when Jiang Lin ordered something, he didn't answer straightforwardly.

"gentlemen……"

He knew that the husband was worried that he had worked with Lao Zhou for four years and had the feelings of a colleague. He was afraid that he would not bear what was about to happen and even plead for Lao Zhou, so he let him out.

But this also proved his conjecture from the side, Lao Zhou is probably doomed today, and doomed.

Jiang Lin didn't talk nonsense with him, nor did he finish what he said, and directly said to the four burly and tall bodyguards behind him, "Take him out."

"Assistant Yu, please." Like a puppet, the bodyguard listened to Jiang Lin's order and invited Yu Song out without emotion.

When I came back, apart from the man, there were only the bodyguard behind the man and a man and a woman in front of the man.

Jiang Lin picked up the teacup, and his movements were not in a hurry. The sweet fragrance of Qi Hong wafted freely in the air, but he frowned slightly.

He remembered that he had asked her to try this tea six years ago.At that time, she was a girl who loved orange juice and cola, and couldn't stand the fragrance and bitterness of tea. No matter how much he persuaded her, she refused to like it.

Later, I heard that she only drank Qihong during the six years when she left Yucheng.

It's really not that he deliberately recalled anything at this time, but at this moment Jiang Lin realized that she had already been integrated into his life, and even eight years ago, she was deeply rooted in his bone marrow. It is definitely not as simple as cutting out his heart, but it is the end when his entire remnant body is crushed together.

Zhou Yicheng and Yao Bei'er read a certain dazed look on the man's face at the same time, but after only a moment, those emotions settled deep in his bottomless black eyes.

The man looked at them calmly, his eyes finally fell on Yao Bei'er, with a cold gaze hovering in his eyes, "Is it you or me?"

Yao Beier was startled, "Say, what are you talking about?"

In fact, she probably already guessed why this man came to her.

It's just that she didn't expect that he would have the ability to break free from such an irreversible adversity.

She thought that he was going to fall on it for the rest of his life.

Yao Bei'er also heard the news of Duan Zijin's death from Zhao, and then saw the man's appearance at this moment...

Four words popped up in her mind - Settle accounts after autumn.

The mist steaming from the teacup blurred the sharp edges and corners of the man's facial features, but it didn't make him look any warmer. He still had that gloomy and indifferent look, "Tell me about what you've done."

Sure enough, he already knew.

Yao Bei'er sneered, raised her hand and stroked the ends of her hair, "Jiang Lin, I got the divorce agreement from Shao Yucheng, why don't you go to settle accounts with him, but come to trouble me?"

Jiang Lin looked at her expressionlessly, "He is lying in the hospital now, what, you want to go too?"

Yao Beier's heart trembled suddenly.

In four years, this was the first time Jiang Lin spoke to her in this tone.

Not to mention that he loved her in every possible way, even after they broke up, his attitude was always gentle.

Now, the gentleness in those memories has all vanished into thin air, bit by bit turned into destructive cruelty, every word grinds Yao Bei'er's heart to bleed.

She bit her lip, raised the corner of her mouth again, and said after a while: "You really can do anything for Duan Zijin. Isn't Shao Yucheng your brother? Are you willing to do anything to him?"

The man didn't say a word, he sipped his tea quietly, but the temperature in his black eyes dropped slowly.

Yao Bei'er said again: "Even if I showed her the divorce agreement, Fu Yan and Shang Boyang forced Shao Yucheng to hand it over to me, but Jiang Lin, don't forget, the last page The letter, but you signed it yourself! If you want to seek justice for her, shouldn't you treat her equally, starting with yourself?"

She thought that saying this would at least make men hesitate, but she didn't expect the man on the sofa to listen to her, put down his teacup, and his lips curled into a steep and cold arc, "Equal treatment, right?"

Yao Beier was stunned.

"Are you sure, you can stand the same punishment as me?" The man's smile contained a hint of madness and sarcasm, which didn't reach his eyes.

Now Yao Beier became hesitant, "What do you want to do to yourself?"

What else could he really do to himself?

The man didn't look back, but spread his palms backwards, and the bodyguard immediately handed him a Swiss Army knife.

He threw it on the table, but never took his eyes off Yao Beier's pale face, and asked calmly, "Want to try?"