In the camera, Zhou Liye is obviously protecting Duan Manyu, holding Duan Manyu in his arms to prevent those reporters from bumping into her.

Yao Shanshan tightly pursed her red lips, and a man's voice suddenly sounded in her ear, "Yo, I'm looking at your rival. It's a pity that you're no longer angry. How about going out with me? Although I'm not as rich as Zhou Liye, you're not young. I still suffer a little."

While talking, the male reporter raised his hand and wanted to touch Yao Shanshan to take advantage of it.

But before his hand touched Yao Shanshan's face, Yao Shanshan had suddenly raised his face and stared at each other. His eyes were full of a distorted violence, "do you want to die?"

The male reporter was stunned and trembled and rushed up from the bottom of his feet.

The woman's eyes were like killing people. It was a dark distortion, ugly and terrible!

Looking at the black car slowly driving into the underground parking garage, Yao Shanshan's eyes are too complicated.

When a person loses everything he can get by rubbing his hands, this regret has made her suffer for so many years. For her, every time I saw him, it seemed to remind her how blind she was.

At the beginning, she actually loved him, but this love can't resist the desire for money. She wants to live a rich life too much, too much to cheer up in front of the Han family, and wants to tell everyone that even if she can't go back to the Han family and be the eldest lady of the Han family, she can live a rich life.

But she didn't expect that the subsequent fate was cruel to her, far beyond her imagination. She thought she gave up love and chose a prosperous life, but she didn't expect that the other party was just playing with her, and the person who had sincerely treated her was the one who could really give her a glorious life.

But when she turned back and begged for forgiveness, he didn't turn back.

Watching Zhou Liye get out of the car, Yao Shanshan opened the door, got out of the car and stopped the other party's way, "Liye!"

Zhou Liye looked at Yao Shanshan coldly, "I think there's nothing to say between us."

"Why, you don't want to see me so much? I just came to congratulate you on your marriage. You don't have to exclude me so much," she said.

Zhou Liye said coldly, "I don't need you to congratulate me on my marriage. You'd better not disturb my life. Otherwise, you should know that I'm not a soft hearted person."

Yao Shanshan's heart tightened and Qiang said with a calm smile, "can you really be cruel to me? How to say, I'm all you once loved..."

But before her words were finished, the cold in his eyes had made her tremble.

"Yao Shanshan, you and I don't disturb each other. It's the last dignity I give you. Don't give me a chance to kill you. If you dare to mention the things of that year, I will make you regret living in this world." Zhou Liye said word by word.

Yao Shanshan's heart kept calming down. "Aren't you afraid of reporters reporting our events in those years? Today's journalists have a great ability to dig gossip. Someone has asked me about my relationship with you in those years. You said, what would happen if I were interviewed?"