Chapter 1160

Qin Tianen is really afraid, but she holds the only glimmer of hope, hoping that Sima Tianlan read the only blood relationship, did not kill her.

But she's not so sure.

However, Sima Tianlan went to see Rongsi and Yanzi Tong yesterday. At least Rongsi hasn't come to her yet. Does that mean that Sima Tianlan didn't mention it to Rong Si?

However, no matter whether she mentioned it or not, her heart was afraid, and she did not dare to take it lightly.

She needs a positive answer from Sima Tianlan.

However, Sima Tianlan is a pair of hanging her appetite.

This makes Qin Tianen very angry. She suppresses her anger. When she sees Sima Tianlan's proud and open smile, it burns up.

Sima Tianlan's head is not completely healed, but the more Qin Tianen looks at her face, the more she hates and annoys her, just like seeing her own face.

Qin Tianen's eyebrows twisted up, and his hands on both sides clenched his fists tightly.

Sima Tianlan didn't find that Qin Tianen's hands were covered with plastic gloves at the moment.

Because when she came in, Qin Tianen's hands were always behind her, while Sima Tianlan's eyes were always on her face, and she didn't pay attention to her hands at all.

Qin Tianen walks towards Sima Tianlan step by step. His expression is gloomy like a ghost. His eyes are still staring at Sima Tianlan, full of hatred.

He stopped in front of Sima Tianlan, looked down at her and said coldly, "Tianen, you let me down. We were born by the same mother, and we developed in the same egg. We were the same person. But why do you press me step by step, and why don't you leave me a way? Do you know how long I've been in business to be today? But you forced me to do it

Sima Tianlan hasn't responded yet. Qin Tianen pinches her neck with both hands. She doesn't have a chance to struggle.

Qin Tian'en has great strength. Although she has been used to being a woman for more than 30 years, when all her anger and resentment are converging, her strength is beyond ordinary people's reach.

Sima Tianlan is very painful. She stares at her with big eyes and pats her with both hands. She wants to resist, but she is not her opponent at all.

She just felt that she was about to suffocate. Her hands were so jammed that her neck was almost broken.

"Put Put... " She can't speak at all. Qin Tianen pinches her neck tightly, which makes her feel like strangling.

The doorbell rang again at this time, waking up Qin Tianen's thoughts.

The sky that pinches Sima Tianlan slightly loosens a few minutes, Sima Tianlan gasps, but Qin Tianen doesn't give her this opportunity.

Raise a hand, toward her neck heavily of a wave, Sima Tianlan is knocked dizzy by him.

Qin Tianen quickly helps Sima Tianlan into a room on the first floor, closes the door, and then presses the video phone. Outside the door stands Lao Ding.

"Come in." Qin Tianen pressed the key to open the door, and said to Lao ding without expression, then hung up the video phone.

She sat on the sofa, lips filled with a strange sneer, gloomy, giving a kind of creepy feeling, and at the moment, she is just like the devil from hell.

Old Ding came in and looked around the room. There was doubt and uneasiness in his eyes. He turned his eyes and looked at Qin Tianen, "how can I meet here? Is this house yours? "

Qin Tianen got up and went to the kitchen, with his back to him and didn't speak.

Lao Ding stood outside the kitchen, looking at her, frowning slightly.

Qin Tianen was making coffee in the kitchen. He was skilled and elegant. He quickly made two cups of coffee, took them out and looked at Lao Ding. "Well, I just bought them some time ago. I wanted to get married for Tang Heng. I just have such a son. Naturally, I don't want him to be too far away after marriage. "

"Oh Lao Ding sneered, then looked at her with a strange look, "yes, you really should be kind to Tang Heng. In this way, even if one day he knows the truth, he will not hate you too much. "

Qin Tian en's brow twisted for a while, eyes down two points, handed a cup of coffee to old Ding, "drink coffee."

"Qin Tianen, what do you want to do?" Lao Ding looked at her with an alert face, but didn't drink coffee.

Qin Tianen chuckled and said, "what do you think I can do? I'm in your hands. This is my home. I prepared a new house for my son. If you didn't discover my secret by accident, do you think I would take the risk to meet you here? I don't want to let old Tang know about me, so I sincerely talk about cooperation with you. "

Lao Ding's eyes moved from her face to the coffee cup in front of her and didn't drink.

It's not that he's too careful, but he has to be defensive.

As Qin Tianen said, she has something in his hand. This is a secret she doesn't want to let old Tang know. What if she asked him to come here today not to agree to his request, but to have another plan?Who knows if she will take any medicine in this cup of coffee?

A thief's heart is always empty.

Lao Ding is also very cautious at the moment, and he doesn't dare to be slack.

"Oh Qin Tianen chuckled and looked at him as if nothing had happened. He said, "do you know why Lao Tang suddenly asked you to test my medicine?"

Lao Ding put the coffee on the front table and said, "how can I know? But you are really good at hiding from him for so long! There's one thing I'm curious about. Is the man who married Rong Zheng you? Is Rong Si born by you? If these two things add up, two million should be very cheap, right

Qin Tian'en's face is not good-looking, his eyes are cold, cold and murderous.

But Lao Ding ignored the cold anger on her face and continued to say, "don't worry, I'm not a greedy person. I said two million is only two million. With these two million, I will leave Z city with my family, which will not affect your future life. I will never let out a word from Lao Tang. You are still you, Qin Tianen. You are a woman to the letter, Lao Tang's wife. "

Qin Tianen raised a crooked smile and looked at Lao Ding with a light face. Then he stood up from the sofa and said, "that's best. You can sit down first, and I'll get the money for you."

Over the coffee table, after the old Ding, fiercely raised his hand, a needle toward the old Ding's neck.