Bullying Dote on His Sweet Wife

In the early morning of winter, the wind blew the ground, setting off a snowstorm.

A wedding car was driving alone on the road. The woman driving in a gorgeous wedding dress drove to Mount Yan, and then went down the mountain road, finally rushed down from the top of the mountain, and the car was destroyed.

When the search and rescue team found the wreckage of the vehicle, the woman's internal organs had shattered and become mud.

The deceased, Lan Chunxia.

Two months ago, the city was full of storms due to derailment.

At that time, as long as there was a place where Ye Hansheng was born, people could see the shadow of Lan Chunxia. She followed her husband like a stray dog and asked for forgiveness.

At that time, she became a joke of Haicheng.

In the end, she chose to end this shameful life that could not be justified.

"Mr. Ye, your wife is three months pregnant ..."

"Mr. Ye, your wife has a younger brother, who is only three years old. She was raising him during her lifetime. Now her elder brother is coming out to fight for custody. Look?

"Mr. Ye, your wife's brother, matches your DNA ..."

......

Two months ago.

Lan Chunxia's body was crushed over, she opened her eyes stupidly and saw that the man lying beside her turned out to be Wei Ziqian!

"Why are you!" She asked in horror.

Suddenly, a "drop" sounded, and the door of the hotel room was swiped open from the outside, and a tall man stepped in.

Ye Hansheng seemed to be standing in front of the bed with ease, but the cramping blue veined on his face exposed his shame and anger.

Lan Chunxia's head was constantly exploding. She wanted to remember what happened last night, and then determined that nothing happened.

"Hansheng, you believe me, yesterday I had nothing ..."

Ye Hansheng made a hum in his nasal cavity. He wanted to despise and ignore it, but the sound came out, like the aftershock after the strings came out. He could not conceal it; he could only conceal it no more.

He clenched his posterior molars, then barely suppressed the killing intention to rush out of his chest, his eyes narrowed for a moment, and pressed Lan Chunxia in front of himself into his pupils, tearing them apart.

"What do i believe in you? You tell me, this, you and your ex, nothing happened?"

Regardless of how embarrassing the naked body was, Lan Chunxia put on her clothes quickly, ran to the bed and pulled up Ye Hansheng's hand to explain, tears burst into tears.

"Hansheng, Lan Qiuer met me last night. She said to discuss the distribution of my father's inheritance with me. You know, I always wanted the identity of the Lan family. Although I said, I don't care, I want it.

So I went, but I went to the teahouse and went into the private room. Lan Qiuer asked me to close the door. I was stunned as soon as I closed the door. What happened later, I really don't know, you believe me! "

Ye Hansheng felt that he was almost going to be cheated by Lan Chunxia.

He didn't want to see Lan Chunxia's tears. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the resolute and proud light in Wei Ziqian's eyes.

The hot magma burst into his heart instantly!

He threw away Lan Chunxia's hand, walked towards Wei Ziqian, and swiftly and powerfully punched him.

Lan Chunxia had never seen Ye Hansheng like a beast at all. He had red eyes, but no matter how he beat Wei Ziqian, he always covered Wei Ziqian's naked body with a quilt.

Wei Ziqian's body proclaimed Ye Hansheng's shame.

"Have you touched her! Do you have! Do you have!" Ye Hansheng was so angry that a pair of poisonous eyes narrowed red.

Wei Ziqian was sprayed with blood, but the corner of his mouth always smiled with the winner. "I love her, i have touched her, she was originally mine, marrying you was just her expedient at that time, she used to use you power gives her a reliance. Now that she has me, she can return to me. "

"Not like that!" Lan Chunxia shouted in surprise. She did not know why Wei Ziqian said so, but she must not let Ye Hansheng misunderstand.

She hurriedly held Ye Hansheng's arm: "Hansheng, listen to me ..."

"Get away!" Ye Hansheng shook off Lan Chunxia's hand, as if he was hit by something dirty.

Lan Chunxia was caught off guard and hit her on the bed frame. She didn't know if it was cold sweat or blood on her forehead. She tried to keep her eyes open. But Ye Hansheng wasn't in the room.