Michelle threw a bunch of keys over, as cold as ice, with no good expression.
"No need, go as far away as possible and never appear in front of Luo Er."
Qingting has always been proud, so naturally he didn't want to be offended, and responded with the same cold attitude, "OK, no problem, Xiao Shitou, let's go."
The mother and son got into the plane, with Chen Xuan sitting in the passenger seat, holding a big backpack in his little hands, with a very serious expression, like a little old man, very cute.
Qingting touched the instrument, yo, it’s the latest model, advanced custom-made, a good thing.
The aircraft is not big, but it is fully equipped with leather sofas and chairs, a kitchen, and a bathroom in the rear cabin. The decoration style is full of luxury.
"Sit down, let's set off." She started the flight skillfully, and the plane took off steadily.
Watching the plane gradually disappear before her eyes, Michelle frowned slightly, and an inexplicable cold light flashed in her eyes.
She went straight back to her room and went to sleep, but there were too many things that happened today, and her mood fluctuated greatly, and she couldn't sleep for a while.
After tossing and turning for a long time, she finally fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but my body was violently pushed, and an angry roar came from my ears.
She opened her eyes drowsily, and a furious face came into view, and she shuddered subconsciously.
Luo Er's face was red, and when he opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with the smell of wine, rushing towards him.
"Where are Ye Qingting's mother and son?"
Michelle's heart tightened, and her first reaction was to look at the time. It was past six o'clock, nearly five hours since Ye Qingting turned on the phone and left.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sat up slightly, pulled up her sexy nightgown, revealing a large section of Michelle-white skin, and pretended to be calm, "How do I know? You asked the wrong person."
She got the news so early, a full two hours earlier than she imagined.
A shadow flashed across her face, and with a "bang" sound, she was knocked down on the bed, "With your level, you want to get away with it in front of me? You're too naive."
It was rough, simple, and straightforward, and he had no time to beat around the bush with her.
Michelle's face burned like fire, and tears fell down.
"I just won't tell you, what can you do to me?"
Luo Er's face was full of anger, and he stretched out his hand to strangle her neck, tightening it little by little.
Michelle had difficulty breathing. Her neck hurt, but her heart hurt even more. "Roel, you want to kill me?"
He is so ruthless, he wants to kill a strange woman for her life, and he doesn't miss his old relationship at all.
Luo Er lost his mind completely, and the veins on his forehead were twitching, and he was furious. He pinched hard and said, "I'll give you the last chance to say."
Michelle was heartbroken, but she was really angry, "Okay, I said, let me go."
Only then did Luo Er let go, but he still held her neck tightly.
Michelle stared at him fiercely, as if she had accumulated countless resentments.
"She took her son and left in a helicopter, but by this time, I'm afraid she was buried in the sea, hahaha."
She laughed proudly, it didn't matter how smart and clever it was, it was still folded in her hand.
From the moment Rohr confided her feelings, she had murderous intentions and she would never let that woman live in the world.
Only the dead can avoid future troubles forever.
If Luo Er loved that woman again, would he still fall out with their entire family over a dead person?
Luo Er's face turned completely white, his lips trembled, anger, fear, and fear were all mixed together.
"What did you say? What did you do?"
Michelle raised her lips, feeling proud, "I just know that the gas tank is not full."