Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

After hanging up the phone with Song Xilan, Qiao Ruyi quickly opened the address book and added the blocked name back.

Then he hurriedly changed his clothes while making a phone call.

A few seconds later, the call was connected.

"Hey?"

The voice was low, hoarse and hazy.

Hearing that he was still alive, Qiao Ruyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where are you?"

The person on the other end seemed a little confused about the situation, and then the voice became clearer, "Qiao Ruyi? You pulled me back?"

"I ask you, where are you?"

Qiao Ruyi asked again, having already changed her shoes, grabbed her car keys and went out.

Ling Che answered truthfully, "West Water Bay."

Before I could ask anything else, the phone was hung up.

Ling Che glanced at the call that was pulled back and then hung up, "Have you calmed down?"

Xishuiwan is another villa area owned by Ling Che. Although Qiao Ruyi doesn't go there often, she has heard him talk about it.

She got into the car anxiously and stepped on the accelerator.

She had only seen the word "assassination" on TV and had never dared to think about it in her twenty-plus years of life.

How could such a thing happen to Ling Che?

When Song Xilan called, Qiao Ruyi's mind went blank.

All I could think about was, Ling Che is dead? Ling Che is dead?

At that moment, even her hands were shaking.

She had argued with Ling Che, fought with him, scolded him, and even said bad things to him, but she had never thought about what she would do if Ling Che died?

I dare not think about it, I cannot think about it.

After a while, a red Ferrari sports car stopped at the door of the villa.

She didn't even have time to take out the key before she rushed to the door and pressed the doorbell anxiously.

After several quick rings on the doorbell, the door was opened.

As if he was still asleep, the man who opened the door was only wearing a white vest and home pants. His brown chestnut hair was a mess, but it couldn't hide his fair and handsome face.

Qiao Ruyi's eyes scanned his face, body, and legs carefully from top to bottom.

Then he exhaled deeply.

Fortunately, no limbs were missing.

Fortunately, still alive.

Ling Che's eyes were filled with smiles as he looked at the person standing in front of him. He was wearing a white tank top with a loose shirt over it and only a pair of shorts, revealing two slender white legs.

Her thick long curly hair seemed to be scattered casually without any care, and her fair and delicate face was bare without any makeup, looking very hurried.

He still noticed her slightly red eyes and her unsteady breathing.

"What's wrong?" he whispered, "Miss me?"

Being able to joke proves that there is nothing wrong with your brain.

Qiao Ruyi suppressed her emotions, lowered her eyes and tried her best not to let him notice her panic.

"It's okay, I'm leaving."

When I turned around, someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the house, and then the door was slammed shut.

Pushing her against the door, Ling Che leaned over to meet her somewhat uncomfortable gaze. "You came to see me so early in the morning, and now you're leaving? Are you playing hard to get?"

She was indeed worried about him.

Now that he seems fine, we have to go back to the track of quarreling and cold war.

Qiao Ruyi looked at him with a guilty look in her eyes, "I just want to see if you're dead or not."

Ling Che frowned slightly, "What do you mean dead or not?"

Qiao Ruyi took a deep breath and met his eyes. "Xilan called me this morning and said you were assassinated. I thought you were dead and wanted to collect your body."

Ling Che lifted her chin and said jokingly, "Then you are quite considerate of me."

She said stubbornly, "After all, I am your legal wife, so I have to take care of your funeral, right?"

Ling Che leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Are you disappointed that I didn't die?"

“…” Qiao Ruyi raised her eyes, unable to speak.

She didn't want to talk about life or death at all.

Even if they divorced, she hoped Ling Che could live.

I have no grudge against him, so why would I hope for his death?

"That's your business."

After she said that, she turned around and tried to open the door to go out.

Ling Che held the door against him, twisted her shoulders and made her look directly into his eyes.

"You care about me?"

"No."

"Then why are you jealous?"

Ling Che smiled and gently stroked the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, "Are you almost crying?"

"What's there to cry about?" Qiao Ruyi raised her chin. "You don't think I'm worried about you, do you?"

His thumb rubbed her soft lips, and Ling Che smiled deeply in his eyes, "It's like you to be so stubborn."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Qiao Ruyi resisted for a few seconds in vain, and then let him kiss her freely.

His breath was hot, and he kissed her lips closely, then her neck, her collarbone... until her heart.

He pinned her hands to the door and put his arm around her waist.

Not satisfied with just a kiss, Ling Che picked her up and carried her upstairs.

"Qiao Ruyi, you've already come to my door, do you think I'll let you go?"

It was not until she was placed on the soft big bed and watched Ling Che pull off her vest with one hand that Qiao Ruyi finally reacted.

She shouldn't have come.

......

Ling Che tossed and turned for a long time, tirelessly.

Only then did Qiao Ruyi realize that although he had been assassinated, he was indeed unharmed.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have such amazing physical strength.

By the end, Qiao Ruyi had no strength left.

Ling Che pulled her into his arms, his left hand around her waist and his right hand around her shoulders, holding her firmly in front of him.

Smelling the fragrance of her hair, he stroked her delicate shoulders with the fingertips of his right hand.

Qiao Ruyi was too lazy to move, so she just let him do whatever he wanted and fell into a deep sleep in that position.

When I woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

When I opened my eyes, I found that I was being held tightly by someone's hands and couldn't move.

She actually slept for several hours in Ling Che's arms, and he didn't even seem to show any signs of waking up.

She moved her body, and was hugged even tighter.

She moved again, and the hands around her waist and shoulders tightened even more.

She raised her hand to move his hand away, but he held it in his.

"do not move."

Ling Che didn't even open his eyelids, his voice was low and hoarse.

Qiao Ruyi said, "I'm going to get up."

"Get some more sleep."

Ling Che didn't intend to let her go. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days.

"It's already three o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Ling." Qiao Ruyi couldn't help but remind him.

Ling Che still had his eyes closed. "It's not like I've been sleeping for three days."

"Also, stop calling me Boss Ling." Although he didn't open his eyelids, his tone was slightly threatening, and he leaned forward a bit. "You're trying to annoy me, aren't you?"

After receiving his threat, Qiao Ruyi asked honestly, "What is that called?

"Call..." She thought for two seconds and asked deliberately in a low voice, "A Che?"

Ling Che smiled softly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Call me husband."