Jian Mingche, who was standing behind her, caught her soft body.

I haven't seen her for many days, and seeing her increasingly beautiful and charming face, her heart is as simple and clear as a knife.

This was his girl once!

His childhood sweetheart.

His two little boys are unpredictable.

His destiny is destined.

But, everything was screwed up by him.

He thought he was smart.

He thought he held up the sword of justice and revenge.

What was cut off was his marriage that should have belonged to him.

He is always paying attention to her.

So, he knew that she and Gu Luohan had obtained a marriage certificate.

No matter how hard he tried to save his childhood sweetheart, his destiny was destined to become the hostess of other men's household registration books.

The moment he knew the news, he bent down with heartache.

His mind was blank, and his eyes were all confused.

He didn't know what he had left.

When she was not married, although she had little hope, he always felt that there was still hope.

Now, there is no last hope.

She married into a wife.

He has nothing...

He came earlier than her.

He slept in this villa last night.

He saw her walk in.

Seeing her crying and laughing all the way.

He wanted to have her and share her joys, sorrows, and joys with her.

But he knew that he was not qualified.

She is already the wife of another man.

She had already abandoned him resolutely and would never look back.

He was desperate.

Suddenly he knocked her out, he didn't want to do anything to her.

He is not that despicable.

He just wanted to test it.

Let's test whether the man she entrusted herself to really love her.

He may pay a terrible price for this test.

But, he is not afraid.

He has nothing left.

There is nothing to lose.

No more fear of death.

What are you afraid of?

Putting her on the terrace lounge chair, he pulled over another lounge chair, sat face to face with her, and looked at her quietly.

That's it, it took a long time.

The sun sets in the west and the night falls.

Jian Mingche, who looked at Lou Yuwei without blinking for a moment, suddenly moved.

He took out her cell phone, found Gu Luohan's cell phone number, and called Gu Luohan.

When the phone was connected, Gu Luohan's voice was very gentle: "Weiwei?"

When he heard the name of his beloved girl being called out in such a gentle tone by another man, Jian Mingche was angry and hated, gritted his teeth tightly, and then said for a moment: "It's me."

The other side of the phone was silent for a moment, and Gu Luohan's voice became cold, "Jian Mingche? How did you do Weiwei?"

"Even if I die by myself, I won't do anything to her. Don't worry," Jian Mingche copied Lou Yuwei's face inch by inch: "I just want to know how much you love her."

Gu Luo asked coldly: "Where are you? Let Weiwei listen to the phone."

"Weiwei was knocked unconscious by me, but don't worry, I won't do anything to her," said Jian Mingche. "Weiwei and I are at our home. Come and I'll wait for you."

The phone hangs up.
Chapter completed!