Lei Changhao dragged her hand all the way, dragged her into the bedroom without pity at all, and slammed her on the bed.

He glared at her with a gaze that was so cold that it seemed to freeze people, and his voice was cold and stern: "What are you doing? What are you going to do to pester Zhou Ruiming! He is the one who does things for me, do you think he will tell you?"

She was so painful that tears were about to fall from her eyes, only to realize that her wrists were red from his hoops. She lifted her eyelids, met his angry eyes, and snorted, "My sister has been missing for so long, and I'm really worried about her. I really want to see her......"

"Don't want that kind of sister!" anger was clearly written on his face. He's been annoyed enough for his own business these days. This woman not only provoked his sister, but also pestered Zhou Ruiming to ask questions. Why doesn't her personality resemble her sister at all?

"She's my only relative...... she said, tears in her eyes. My sister must be dead, otherwise how could he be angry. Thinking of this, she felt even more uncomfortable in her heart, straightened up from the bed and said to him with a half-pleading pleading, "Please, please, tell me." I just want to know if my sister is still alive and well. ”

"Don't you want to know what the brown paper wrap I brought back was?" he turned, his sharp gaze on her. She saw the anger in his eyes, and a little sadness.

Her face turned snow-white.

"Didn't I know that you had secretly gone to my study to find something like that?" he continued coldly, inserting his hand into his trouser pocket. The light outside the window shone on him, casting a long shadow on the ground.

She never regarded him as her husband, for her, he was just her sister's fiancé, and in her heart, she could only call him her brother-in-law. But it was this brother-in-law who became her husband by mistake, except for the intercourse, Lei Changhao was a stranger to her.

"I just want to know if my sister is still alive. She bit her lip and had a sad look in her eyes.

He stared at her thin, delicate, soft lips, and suddenly a desire to kiss her suddenly rose to him. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress the inappropriate thought. A gust of wind left the bedroom, and when he came back again, he had one more thing in his hand.

"You want to know who died, don't you? His eyes lit up with grief and indignation, and he threw the things in his hand onto the bed.

A chill invaded her muscles and bones, and she felt a creepy feeling, and at the same time, her heart beat with it. The kraft-wrapped thing was right in front of my eyes. Whether my sister is dead or alive, she only needs to tear the packaging by herself, and everything can be known.

But she felt a nervousness, uneasiness, and panic intertwined with her tightly gripping her, and she suddenly lost her courage, and as long as she did not confirm that her sister was not dead, she had reason to believe that her sister was still alive. But now she had to face this bloody fact.

"Open!" his voice was as cold as the wind in a deep valley, shaking her ear drums heavily.

Her body trembled slightly, and her hands trembled as she tore the thing off its packaging......