Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

"Okay, Yin Junye, don't be angry, okay? I'll peel a candy for you." Ruan Zheng tried to coax the man in a soft voice, and in a hurry, she took out a candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

How desperate was she? She even forgot to peel the candy wrapper.

When Yin Junye sucked the candy with paper, anger rose on his face again. His deep eyes seemed to be wrapped in frost, which made Ruan Zheng swallow her saliva uncontrollably.

"I, I'll help you peel the candy wrapper." She reached out her trembling hand to take the candy out of his mouth.

who knew...

"Hiss, Yin Junye, are you a dog?" When Ruan Zheng's fingers were bitten by his thin lips, her pretty face turned red, and her raised little face looked like an angry little beast, fierce and ferocious.

Yin Junye ignored her anger and bit her fingers with his lips and teeth with cruel intent, as if he wanted to bite her fingertips off.

Ruan Zheng gasped in pain, but couldn't pull out her fingers. She bit her lips and was about to step on his foot.

Unexpectedly, the bitten finger was freed. Suddenly her heart trembled and she blew quickly.

Yin Junye finally calmed down after seeing her frowning face, and sneered, "If you lack height, you make up for it with breasts. You're talking about you, Bean Sprout, right? No, your breasts are not even as big as a bun. Even if you saw them at the airport, you'd be ashamed of yourself."

Ruan Zheng: “…”

This man!!!

What to do, she really wanted to bite him on the mouth.

After Yin Junye finished speaking, he ignored Ruan Zheng's face which was turning red and white, and walked around to the woman who was knocked unconscious by him.

He picked the man up with one hand and stuffed him into the trunk with a clean and neat movement.

Then he glared at Ruan Zheng, who looked dumbfounded, and said simply, "Get in the car."

Ruan Zheng uttered an "oh" and quickly opened the back door, but he rebuked her coldly again, "You think I'm your driver? Get the hell out front."

Don't say that he has a hot temper. At this moment, he is not just angry, he is clearly eager to tear the bean sprouts apart.

Even with the baby in her belly, she was still so restless and jumping around. He thought she had never died.

Of course, it's not wrong to worry about that brat, but at least do it within your own body's capacity. But what about her? She deserves a beating.

Speechless all the way.

The night is getting deeper and darker.

On the road leading to the quiet village, Ruan Zheng silently watched the dark scene flashing by outside, her heart seemed to be tightened by a hemp rope.

At this time, Yin Junye's anger had subsided, and his cold black eyes looked at the road ahead which was becoming more and more bumpy.

He said calmly, "Can you bear it? Do you want to stop the car and wait?"

Ruan Zheng shook her head. "I'm really worried about Xiaobao now. Can you go faster?"

Yin Junye knew she was nervous and teased, "Faster? How fast do you want me to go?"

He managed to make a simple sentence sound ambiguous and passionate, and even the air in the car seemed to be drawn.

Ruan Zheng's breathing suddenly stopped. She suspected that he was driving, but she couldn't find any evidence.

Yin Junye: Nonsense, I’m just driving, why are you biting me?

***

Dilapidated house.

He Fengcui led two ladies dressed in jewels and precious stones in. When Ayong saw them, he immediately gave them a flattering smile and said, "I'm sorry, ladies, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you with my humble house."

After saying this, he quickly wiped the long bench covered with thousands of years of dust with his sleeve like a dog's leg, "Madam, please take a seat."

After he finished speaking, he instructed He Fengcui, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and pour some water for the two ladies."

After he reminded her, He Fengcui said "oh" and quickly went to get the cup.

"Where is the child? Can we see him first?" One of the elegant ladies in burgundy clothes looked at Ayong and asked.

The disgust between her brows was very obvious. She lowered her eyes and looked at the long bench that Ayong had just wiped with his sleeve. Seeing that several pieces of paint had fallen off, she didn't dare to sit down.

What a joke! This dress of hers is high-end custom made and worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. She doesn't want it to be ruined by this broken stool.

Ayong was also a smart man. Seeing that they were reluctant to sit down even though he had cleaned the stool, he took out a new piece of cloth and put it on the stool.

Then he smiled and said, "Please take a seat, ladies. We won't be in a hurry about Xiaobao's matter for now."