Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

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Yu Mengqiu thought about it over and over again but still couldn't decide whether to tell Fu Yan what Ling Jiang had said, but the good news was that the person who slept with Ruan Zheng that night was indeed not Fu Yanshen.

Yu Mengqiu felt very happy after learning the truth. At first, she was afraid that the child would be a threat to Fu Yanshen.

After all, the old man's contract clearly stated that no matter whether the child in Ruan Zheng's belly is a boy or a girl, she will be listed as the only heir to the Fu family.

But, huh, what if the child in that bitch's belly isn't from the Fu family at all? I wonder if the old man would be so angry that he'd crawl out of his grave if he knew about this.

Ding ding ding.

Suddenly her phone rang. Seeing that it was Ling Jiang calling, she frowned. He called at this time. Could it be that he remembered what she looked like?

She quickly swiped the phone open to answer it, and it was just as she expected.

"Mrs. Fu, I remember what that man looked like." Ling Jiang's voice was faint, without any emotion, but it was a little hoarse.

But Yu Mengqiu didn't listen carefully to his voice. Excitement welled up in her eyes. "Really? Then what are you waiting for? Draw it and send it to me."

"I've already drawn it, but this is a matter of great importance, so I must hand it to you personally."

Yu Mengqiu didn't think much of it when he heard him say that he was going to fight, "Okay, then, come abroad for a while."

"I'm already here, just waiting for you, Madam Fu, to come and get the things yourself."

Ling Jiang used a lot of effort to suppress his surging cruelty, but he knew that being able to suppress it now did not mean that he would be able to suppress it when he met Yu Mengqiu later.

Thinking of the nightmare Zhou Yiyi had experienced, her helplessness and collapse, he wished he could cut her into pieces.

Yu Mengqiu was a little puzzled when she received the remote location sent by Ling Jiang, but she still drove there, but she brought two bodyguards with her.

It’s not that she was afraid of Ling Jiang, but there were often lunatics in that area, so she felt more at ease bringing someone with her.

Dilapidated abandoned factory building.

Ling Jiang held a photo of him and Zhou Yiyi, his eyes were bloodshot. The photo was a snapshot of their side profile on the wedding day. Zhou Yiyi was wearing a white wedding dress and looked as beautiful as a fairy.

Her delicate outline gleamed in the light, her collarbone was clear, her skin was as white as cream, and her charming and shy smile made her look like she was enveloped in golden light, which was very eye-catching.

Ling Jiang started to cry as he watched. His rough fingertips stroked the girl's beautiful and innocent cheek. His shoulders trembled, and he was extremely forbearing.

Yiyi, that quiet, gentle and tender girl, he would never see her again, nor would he ever hear her sweetly calling him Brother Lingjiang again.

His heart was filled with suffocating pain, as if a blunt knife had cut him open and hot oil had been poured into it. He almost screamed in pain.

Holding the photo tightly, he let his tears roll down, blurring the girl's pretty features. He eagerly reached out to wipe them away, and slowly murmured, "Yiyi, walk slower, wait for Brother Lingjiang."

She is afraid of the dark, the cold, the silence and the loneliness.

But that road was extremely dark, extremely cold, extremely quiet, and extremely lonely. She...

Ling Jiang lowered his head and burst into tears. His hands holding the photo were shaking. In the empty place, his crying was particularly suppressed and suffocating. If you listened carefully, it sounded like a call of death.

Yu Mengqiu came over according to the address, first raised her eyes to look at the shabby place, then frowned and dialed Ling Jiang's number.

Hearing her voice, Ling Jiang immediately regained his usual indifferent and cold demeanor and instructed, "Madam Fu, go straight and turn right and you will see me."

Yu Mengqiu put away her phone and walked forward in her high heels.

The sometimes crisp and sometimes dull footsteps gave Ling Jiang a great advantage.

Just as Yu Mengqiu turned right, he slashed at her neck with a fierce knife.

The force was so great that Yu Mengqiu didn't even have time to call out before she fainted.

After dragging the man to the corner, Ling Jiang took out the rope he had prepared in advance and tied Yu Mengqiu's hands and feet.

After finishing everything, he poured a basin of cold water on her to wake her up, with a bloodthirsty and brutal cruelty in his eyes.