Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

The corner of Lu Zhiang's mouth was scratched, Jun's face was clearly covered with scars, but he smiled, raised his head, and looked directly at Wesley's angry eyes that wanted to kill, "I want you to die."

"What did you say?" Wesley's eyes widened. In extreme anger, he almost rushed over. Even though Lei Wen beside him grabbed him with sharp eyes and hands, he still kicked Lu Zhiang's stomach.

"Hmm." Lu Zhiang snorted in pain, and curled up in response. He didn't mean to admit his mistake at all, he held his stomach and straightened his waist with a smile, "Didn't you ask me what dissatisfaction I have with you? Let me tell you, I am not satisfied when you are alive. I want you to die!"

"Bastard!" Wesley pulled out his gun in a rage with bulging veins beside his temple.

Lei Wen stopped him, "Zero, that's the young master, please don't be impulsive."

Lu Zhiang looked at the muzzle of the black hole that was close at hand, and sneered, there was no fear on his handsome face, only calm and calm. He is really not afraid of death. At this time, he dared to provoke Wesley, "Do you think I am afraid?"

"As long as you are brought to justice by the law and spend the rest of your life in prison, I don't care if I die now."

Wesley put a finger on the wrench, his triangular eyes were gloomy, "I shouldn't have kept you in the first place, you shouldn't have been born."

"The last thing you should do is to rape an innocent woman. After you raped her, you abandoned her like garbage. You ruined her life and her dream. You made her suffer all her life, for the sake of her stomach A child of a beast, she can't live, she can't die!

If I were her, I would abort that child! No, she was living in such pain, and she let herself fall into an even more painful hell for the sake of a bastard.

She leaves late and returns early every day, and every time she comes back, she is covered in scars. She turns her dignity and dreams into tools to please men, just to feed a scoundrel! She didn't dare to commit suicide until that scoundrel grew up. Tell that child not to hate his father before closing his eyes.

Wesley, you killed me! Let me tell you, if you don't kill me now, as long as you don't die, I will still find a chance to send you to hell! Let you feel the pain she felt! "

Lei Wen looked into his eyes full of hatred in shock, and then looked at the fierce man, "Zero..."

Even if his heart is as hard as iron, he can hear from Lu Zhiang's words how tragic this is.

Wesley narrowed his eyes, his cheek muscles were shaking under extreme anger, but his expression calmed down, and he said coldly to Lu Zhiang, "You think I dare not kill you?"

"I have said long ago that I don't care about blood inheritance at all. I only care about my happiness during the decades I've been alive. It doesn't matter to me when I die, and neither do you!"

Lu Zhiang, "So I let you kill me, you either kill me or let me kill you. We don't have a third way."

Wesley's muscles twitched violently, "Okay! Okay! How dare you touch Fick's family without telling me, and let him think it was my order to force him to betray me. You are looking for death."

Lu Zhiang didn't talk so much nonsense, he just closed his eyes, as if waiting for him to shoot.

Wesley looked at the young face close at hand, from which he couldn't see his youthful appearance at all.