Chapter 22

"Follow me." Wang Wenyu grabs one step, grabs an Yin's wrist and drags it to a BMW parked on the side of the road.

"Let me go!" An Yin pulls her hand in disgust.

Wang Wenyu not only did not let go, but grasped it with great strength, as if to crush her wrist. "You come here to hope that the divorce certificate is false, and you haven't divorced me? Now that I'm here, what the hell are you pretending to be

An Yin can't rival Wang Wenyu's strength. He dragged him all the way to the side of the car. He was so anxious that he turned red. "Who can't hope to divorce you? Wang Wenyu. If you're sick, you should go and treat him. Don't be disgusted here. Take your dirty hands away and go to your Xia Yuying in heat."

"You don't have to be jealous of Yuying. As long as I'm happy, I can treat you two together and treat them fairly. None of you will be wronged."

"How can you be such a disgusting person in the world, get out of here!" Anyin vomited quickly and struggled more fiercely. "I'm divorced from you. I have nothing to do with you."

"Bitch, you think Qin Jian forced me to divorce, so I can't help you? I tell you, today you serve me well, you hit me that, I even, you can be gentle. If you play tricks with me, I'll fuck you today. You know what life is not like death. "

"Wang Wenyu! You've changed your state, your mind is sick

An Yin's eyes were red and she struggled desperately. However, Wang Wenyu was determined to kill anyin today. He held on to her and refused to give her a chance to break free. She opened the door and forced an Yin into the car.

"I'm not going, you let me go --" an Yin's hand, which was not grasped, stuck to the door and refused to get on.

"Bitch, be honest. If you don't, don't blame me for not giving it to you when you beg me like a bitch."

Wang Wenyu picked an Yin BA's hand at the door of the car, stopped her, pressed her head, and pushed her into the car.

An Yin half of the body is pressed on the back seat, and she has no strength. Seeing that Wang Wenyu is going to succeed, she is so anxious and angry that she lowers her head and bites him hard on his hand.

"Ah --" Wang Wenyu screamed with pain. With his other hand, he squeezed an Yin's jaw and opened her mouth. He pulled out the hand she had bitten. He saw blood seeping from a circle of teeth marks on his hand.

I'm so angry, "you son of a bitch!" Raise your hand and slap an Yin in the face.

"Master Wang, who are you calling a bitch?" All of a sudden, there was a low voice like ice crack outside the car.

An Yin takes Wang Wenyu for a moment, kicks him away and jumps out of the car.

Not far away was a silver gray Limited Edition silbe. Qin Jian was wearing a fitting black handmade suit, his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning against the hood, looking at them coldly.

Usually, an Yin sees him to hide, but at this time looking at him, but instantly feel at ease.

It's saved!

The button of an Yin's neckline has been stretched off. The head of the ball is also loose, and the hair bundle is scattered. It is very embarrassed.

Qin Jian frowned.

Anyin lowered her head to straighten her messy hair, and then pulled up her collar. Although she stretched out the button and didn't show anything, she still felt very uncomfortable.

"Come here!" Qin Jian opened his mouth coldly.

Anyin took a few steps forward and stood half a meter away from him.

Qin Jian frowned impatiently, and was too lazy to speak again. Suddenly he reached out and grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him.

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