Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Chu Qing pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I like him very much, he likes me very much, and he is very good to me, why should I divorce!"

"You love me!" Leng Kuang clasped her hands again, a little excited.

Chu Qing declared indifferently: "No, I don't love you anymore."

I don't love you anymore, a few simple words almost suffocated Leng Kuang.

He held Chu Qing's hand and tightened subconsciously.

Chu Qing was in pain and wanted to shake his hand away, but he was gripped tighter.

"You lied to me, I will not be fooled, I know that you love me... Even if you marry someone else, you will only love me, and only me, even if you like others, I won't let you go anymore..." The cold voice, domineering and self-willed.

Chu Qing sneered: "Even if I like others, you won't let me go? Then you are really selfish. Do you know what I'm fortunate now? I'm glad that the child was not born."

Unable to break away from her hand, she gritted her teeth fiercely and opened her mouth on Leng Kuang's wrist: "Let go!"

Leng Kuang was bitten by Chu Qing and was bleeding, but he didn't let go of her hand.

He reached out and squeezed her jaw, ambiguously muzzling: "I regret the child, I really don't know you are pregnant!"

Chu Qing slapped his hand away, her eyes were very quiet, but it was extremely quiet and indifferent, without any emotions: "Crazy, what on earth do you want?"

"What am I going to do, I have already said very clearly!" Leng Kuang stared at her, and replied word by word: "I want you."

There was a burning light in his deep eyes, so hot.

It seemed that even if it was ice, it would melt into water as soon as it touched his gaze.

But Chu Qing, still so indifferent, looked at his eyes, still as clear as ice, with a hint of coldness: "I'm already married."

For her, no matter what he said, it was just his love game.

But she was really tired, exhausted physically and mentally, and could no longer withstand the consumption.

Leng Kuang stared at her with heavy eyes, "I give you two choices, either you leave him or I let him leave you."

Chu Qing gave him a white look, "I will not leave him."

Leng Kuang's expression darkened, and he threw out his decision simply and neatly: "Then I will let him leave you, life and death, you can choose..."

Before the last word "choice" was spoken, Chu Qing made it angrily, and actually earned it from his hand.

Back, it was a slap in the face of Leng Kuang.

With a "pop", Leng Kuang was startled.

Chu Qing glared at him, her black and white eyes exuding extremely icy light, snow-like cold and cold, and the calm and waveless words that stabbed all five people, "Cold and crazy, can you? Don't be so disgusting, can you stop letting me down and despise you from your heart!"

Leng Kuang met her decisive gaze, and his heart was about to suffocate.

She had also treated him indifferently, but it was not like it is now.

Heart failure, the whole person can hardly breathe.

Chu Qing glanced at her with icy eyes, then left again.

Leng Kuang didn’t catch up this time, and stood quietly, looking at the back of her leaving. The look in her eyes was almost clear and disappeared. He thought about it for a long time, until his subordinates said that there were anti-government soldiers. The patrol ended here, and then left.