Today is the party for Xia Yewei and Li Zechen's fourth wedding anniversary.

For this reason, Li Zechen coaxed Fang Ya for more than an hour.

Xia Yewei looked coldly at the couple in the parking lot and picked out a cigarette from the cigarette case.

As soon as the spark between his fingers was ignited, he was snatched away by the people around him.

"Smoking is not good for your health."

Xia Yewei raised her eyes and looked at the man in the cab.

He has an aura and appearance that is not inferior to Li Zechen, and even there is a slight similarity between his eyebrows.

It's a pity that his background is not good, and he is destined to be different from Li Zechen.

In this life, I can only serve tea and pour water, make wedding dresses for others, and do all the pickled things that can't be on the table.

Xia Yewei shrugged her shoulders, took out another one from the cigarette case, put it on the back of her hand and knocked it.

"Why, now even Mr. Li's minions have the right to control me?"

Mu Yanxi casually snuffed out the cigarette in Xia Yewei's hand, and there was no trace of superfluous expression on her cold face.

"It is said that Madame has put away her claws, and in my opinion, Madame is still as domineering as before, and does not look at anyone in her eyes."

Xia Yewei raised her eyebrows, and the extinguished cigarette was already in her mouth.

"But don't you just like me like this?"

She used the lighter to pull off the man's coat and roam his white shirt.

Mu Yanxi pushed down his glasses, the corners of his mouth were still raised, and he looked detached, cold and introverted.

The more sacrosanct a person is, the more intriguing he is.

And Mu Yanxi is one of the best.

Xia Yewei had to admit that some thoughts that shouldn't have were ready to move at this inopportune time.

Only allowed him Li Zechen to set fires, and she was not allowed to light the lamp?

In this world, there is no such fallacy.

Mu Yanxi grabbed Xia Yewei's hand, and her dark eyes were shivering.

"Madame is not afraid that Mr. Li will always see it?"

"Afraid of what? People die as soon as they die, early and late, they all die. ”

"Madame is not like a person who can take life and death so lightly."

She unzipped her dress.

"Then you see ......"

"What am I like now?"

Xia Yewei glanced out of the car.

At this time, Li Zechen held Fang Ya's face and kissed it gently, how affectionate and affectionate he was.

The next picture, she can't see.

Because Mu Yanxi covered his vision.

In front of her eyes, there was only a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a pair of black eyes that were deeper than the stars.

"Madame is a wolf, a wild wolf who will bite his enemies to death before he dies, even if he sheds his last drop of blood."

Xia Yewei laughed.

I don't know if this scene is too exciting, or the man's eyes are too sharp.

"Really? Then you like a wild wolf, what do you want? ”

"It's in the nature of men to seek thrills."

*

It was early in the morning when I returned to Qilin Villa, and Xia Yewei made a supper and sent it to the study.

When I got to the door, I heard the sound of chattering.

She doesn't like to listen to the corner, but the topic of this conversation is about herself.

It's hard to avoid being a little curious.

"Hasn't she done anything out of the ordinary lately?"

"Nope."

"Xia's hasn't moved, right?"

"Nope."

"Yaya has had a rejection reaction recently, and her body is weak, so you send more people to guard her."

Xia Yewei couldn't help but smile.

Weak?

Weak can still skillfully seduce men, I don't know if practice makes perfect or disabled?

"Who?"

Xia Yewei held the plate, and the hot soup swayed along the edge of the bowl with her steps.

"Mr. Li, you only drank wine tonight, and your stomach will be upset."

In response to Xia Yewei, it was a rapid mobile phone ringtone.

Li Zechen picked up the phone, and the aura around him instantly turned cold.

"If something happens to her, you all go to my funeral!"

Sizzle.

Before Xia Yewei could react, her body was staggered by a huge force.

The plate in his hand poured to his chest, and the oily hot soup splashed all over.

She felt nothing but the pain of burning her skin.

Li Zechen clenched his phone, glanced at her with his eyebrows, and then ran to the hospital without looking back.

This scene has been staged countless times.

Every time he appeared, it was like a sharp blade, inserting an inch into her heart.

"Madame, you are injured."

A black coat fell on her shoulders, obscuring the half-exposed scenery.

Xia Yewei looked up and saw Mu Yanxi with cold eyes.

He put his hands in his pockets, and her small reflection was reflected in the lenses.

This look, Xia Yewei is not the first time to see it.

At that time, when she had just taken out her kidney and knelt outside the door of the Li Mansion with a pale face, Mu Yanxi looked at her like this.

What else was he talking about?

"Miss Xia, a woman is so cheap to this, I really don't know if it's pitiful or hateful."

It's just ruthless.

She looked at Mu Yanxi in a dark and uncertain manner.

"Do you think I'm pitiful?"