The clear sunshine penetrated the bare branches and projected on the ground, forming a dense network of intertwining. A few withered yellow leaves slowly fell and landed on Xiang Yimo's shoulders, inhaling the pungent ether.
Darkness hit the lung cavity like a tide. Xiang Yimo's whole body went limp and he lost consciousness...
Chu Zhanjin immediately supported Xiang Yimo who was limp and carried her into the car.
Ji Zhanxuan stared at the two black business cars behind him with his sinister eyes like poisonous snakes, "Jin, what should I do? The two cars at the back should be sent by Nangong Han to monitor you. Do you want to kill them?"
"No need!" Chu Zhanjin hugged Xiang Yimo tightly and gently stroked the hair beside her ear, "Go back!"
"What about Masako?"
Wouldn't it make Masako look ugly if he took his sweetheart back? Didn't he consider Masako's feelings at all?
"She will understand!"
Ji Zhanxuan frowned, not daring to say anything. He stepped on the accelerator and sped off——
As soon as he heard the sound of the car engine, Masako hurriedly ran down, his eyes flashing with joy, "Jin, you are back!" When he saw another woman in his hands, his expression froze, and his eyes were filled with joy little by little.
Dissipated, "Why did you bring her back too?"
Chu Zhanjin ignored her and walked straight towards his bedroom——
"Jin, I have something very important to tell you..." Masako followed immediately.
"Let's talk about it later!" Chu Zhanjin replied to her coldly, "Pah!" and closed the door.
Masako stood there numbly, feeling as if she had been slapped by him. She was his fiancée, the mistress of this house, didn't she have the right to ask? Could it be that she was invisible in his eyes?
, can’t even say a word?
Quietly, bitter tears overflowed from my eyes and rolled down.
"Wipe it!" Ji Zhanxuan stared at her and handed her a square handkerchief.
"No need!" Masako still spoke coldly to him, without any good looks, she waved his arm away, lifted up her skirt and ran upstairs.
Ji Zhanxuan's arm was hit by her, and the handkerchief slowly fell to the ground. He turned around and stared at Masako's back, his eyes filled with a dark halo.
The cemetery is solemn and silent, surrounded by lush cypress trees and several exquisitely carved stone tablets erected on a large expanse of green grass. This is the private cemetery of the Bonanna family. Media reporters were stopped a hundred meters away by bodyguards.
A black carved lacquer coffin was covered with flower petals, but it was empty inside. The coffin was placed next to the pit, and the priest read the sacrificial text in a steady tone.
A group of people stood in front of the cemetery, wearing all black clothes and snow-white gloves, holding a white rose in their hands. Their expressions were not mourning, but vigilantly paying attention to every move around them.
Such turbulence made the priest nervous and his voice trembled.
"Why haven't you shown up yet..." Teng Yue lowered his head and couldn't help but muttered.
Su Zilin stepped on him unceremoniously and said, "Respect the deceased and don't talk!"
After the priest finished reciting the memorial text, he indicated that the coffin could be buried.
"Wait!" Nangong Han burst out two cold words, and a faint light flashed on his sunglasses, "Read it again!"
It is estimated that the priest did not know how many times he had to recite it before Xiang Yimo appeared.
"Wow!" A snow-white dove flew out of the woods.
Everyone's eyes turned to the woods. Nangong Han reacted the fastest and rushed out immediately. In the end, no one was found. It was just a false alarm.
Butler He received the news, walked to Nangong Han, and said softly, "Master, my wife was taken away by Chu Zhanjin on the way!"
"Damn it!" Nangong Han cursed rudely, turned around and wanted to leave.
Butler He stretched out his arms and stopped in front of him, "Master, there are so many reporters here, at least finish the show!"
Nangong glanced at the coffin with his cold and dark peripheral vision, "Old He, hold on to me!" Then his legs softened and he leaned forward to lean on Butler He.
"Master, it turns out you are so good at acting! With such outstanding acting skills, your wife will be deceived by you sooner or later!" Butler He helped him walk towards the parking lot.
In this way, you can escape openly and openly.
It is estimated that the headline the next day will be that the wife was so grief-stricken that she fainted at the funeral. A cold-blooded and ruthless man was instantly transformed into a passionate man, who will captivate the hearts of many girls.
As soon as the car door closed, Nangong Han immediately sat up straight and took off his sunglasses, "Now go meet that Chu Zhanjin!"
Under Nangong Han's repeated urging, the driver could only risk his life and drive faster and faster. The scenery outside the window was blurred and flashed by quickly——
He braked suddenly, and just when he was about to hit the iron door, he stopped and honked the horn fiercely, "Beep-Beep-"
"Nangong Han shouldn't be in the cemetery, why are you here so soon?" Ji Zhan opened a corner of the curtain and peeked out of the window furtively.
Chu Zhanjin wiped Xiang Yimo's forehead with a warm towel, taking his time and said, "He can no longer bear his temper and is starting to act arrogantly!"
"Otherwise, we will take advantage of this opportunity to kill him!"
"After several fights, don't you still know him well? There is no absolute certainty that he will not break into the tiger's den!"
"Should we let him in?"
"Of course!" Chu Zhanjin stood up, opened the door, saw Masako standing silently at the door, and held her hands, "Masko, take care of her for me!"
How ironic, he either ignored her or asked her to take care of his beloved woman for him as soon as he opened his mouth.
Because he knew that Masako would not refuse.
"Actually, I have something to tell you..." She frowned and murmured to herself.
"Tell me later!" Chu Zhanjin held her shoulders and kissed her forehead quickly, as if he had completed the procedure, his movements were mechanical and without a trace of emotion.
However, in Masako's eyes, it was the first time that he was so gentle and proactive, with ripples in his heart and a happy smile on his face.
Chu Zhanjin immediately turned his head, took a deep look at Xiang Yimo on the bed, then withdrew his gaze and turned to go downstairs.
He wanted to see what tricks Nangong Han could pull off under his nose!