The Trap of the Rich: The First Lady Never Comes Home

Chapter 209 Ending Tragedy with Death (5)

"Let go of me... let go... um..." A Mei stretched out her hands to push Huo Qirui's approach.

Huo Qirui easily pinned her between his chest and the sofa, "What? Are you going to run after sleeping all night?"

The black eyes narrowed.

It doesn't have to be Du Liangchen in his world.

The women he wanted were everywhere, and none of them would bring him back a bastard like her!

If he didn't have too much pity for her in his heart, he really wanted to tear her apart!

The heavy panting sound was getting closer and closer to Ami, and the hot kiss moved down from the cheek...

"Let go of me! It's not that I want to run..." Tears of grievance overflowed Amei's eyes, "Let go...it was Sister Liangchen who asked me to go..." The sobbing sound was intermittent.

Huo Qirui stopped suddenly, staring at the woman below him with his dark eyes.

Good day?

Heh, did he have auditory hallucinations?
"Who did you just talk about?" Huo Qirui's voice suddenly became cold, "Du Liangchen?"

He tentatively mentioned Du Liangchen's name, and he remembered that she was indeed Ye Mei's bartender before.

Amy nodded heavily.

Huo Qirui pulled Amei up from the sofa with a bang.

"Why did she let you go?" Her eyes were on Amei's face.

"I... I don't know. Sister Liangchen let me go to England the day after she took over the class for me..."

A Mei looked at the handsome man in front of her, her face was unpredictable.

"Which day is the class?" Huo Qirui's voice became colder and colder. "..."

With a bang—as if his mind exploded suddenly, Huo Qirui let go of A Mei.

Those scattered memories from before flooded in like a flood.

The familiar smell when I first saw her at the banquet.

Her evasion when taking her to the Night Charm Club.

Every time I touch her, her resistance.

I don't know who the child in my womb belongs to.

child... that child...

Huo Qirui suddenly jumped up from the sofa, before he had time to tidy up his messy clothes, he grabbed the keys on the table and rushed outside.

Fu Xin watched her husband rush out the door suddenly, and followed behind.

He hadn't seen the bloodshot feeling in his eyes for a long time.

Is something wrong?

The black Dutch Spyker drove more aggressively and faster than a fast sports car, and Fu Xin and a few bodyguards behind him drove a good-performance Audi that couldn't keep up.

How did sir's car drive so fast?

Looking at the direction, it seems to be home...

With a heavy step on the black leather shoes, the car picked up speed again, already feeling like it was about to float.

Huo Qirui's hand clutching the steering wheel had bruised veins, and his eye sockets were bloodshot.

He is really crazy!

Must be crazy!

You're crazy to hit such a kind woman so hard!

In my heart and mind, all that came to mind were his indifference to her these past few days, as well as the torture and humiliation he had done to her last night.

Just threw her in the room like that yesterday, and ignored her.

Did Mama Zhang call her a doctor?

Does her body matter?

Does that kid matter?

It was as if a huge hole had been dug out in my heart, which was irreparable, and the pain was suffocating.

The feeling of suffocation that he had never felt before made his hands and feet a little uncontrollable.

Freeing up a hand, Huo Qirui hung down on his chest fiercely.

But there is no feeling of pain.

Why?Why doesn't she explain?
Why didn't I investigate clearly?
He hated... hated his ignorance... hated his negligence...

(End of this chapter)