Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Cheng Ye quickly drove to the hospital. In that private VIP ward, Sister Hong was leaning on the bedside and swiping the screen with her mobile phone. Ye Cheng was in a bad mood. The calm mood made her feel even worse. He took the mobile phone from her hand and threw it into a container on the side. Water was poured in immediately, and the life of the mobile phone was over.

Sister Hong was very speechless, guessing where he had suffered again, and came to her to find bad luck.

Sister Hong didn't want to care about him, but she was also on guard, because this mad dog would really bite people at any time. Her injuries were better, and she didn't want to be killed again.

Seeing her gaze, Master Cheng gave a sneer, sat aside and took a folding fan, "Don't be like a girl with a yellow flower, I have told your ex-husband about your history. Your ex-husband is now in the hospital. Here, my wife Qingren takes care of it together. It’s a blessing to think about it. You said, why are you so stubborn? You caught it at the beginning. It’s just a little bit of the body, how big it is. Why not think about it! You see you have given up a man who was so infatuated with you."

Sister Hong knew that he was going to talk about Zhang Fucai's kneeling again. She didn't want to hear it. She didn't hate it but was afraid to face it.

A little bit sad, that fat man is not feeling well!

After so long between Hong Jie and Zhang Fucai, a lot of hatred has faded. Now that this happened, it was more like an old friend.

She was silent, and Cheng Ye leaned over her face: "I thought of the fat man again in my heart? How about I apologize for you and get the fat man in your hands, you continue to be your husband and wife?"

Sister Hong couldn't bear his frivolity, "Cheng Zheng, are you all like this? You can decide other people's lives without asking. Have you discussed with me before? How do you know that I will be willing? I stabbed you. Do you deserve it? Don't think of everyone as Su Zhiyan's stubborn bitch!·"

Cheng Ye was scolded, very uncomfortable, very unhappy.

He sat on the sofa with a big stab and laid a cigar leisurely: "It's not just a physical thing, it's not that you are not a little girl, and that you were very happy at the time and did not resist. There is no need to be so awkward afterwards. Yes, if you don’t do that, maybe we’ll get better for a while, except for a bad temper, you have a lot more flavor than Su Zhiyan’s little one."

Sister Hong's answer was to throw a pillow over: "You shamelessly get out of here!"

After she finished speaking, Cheng Ye's face sank and he licked his lower lip, "Do you know why I'm in a bad mood?"

Sister Hong's Hungarian mouth was ups and downs, and she was obviously particularly angry.

Cheng Ye chuckled lightly and coldly: "Ye Xiang Nan took 200 million from me, and I have to let you go, reporter Liu Da, you really found a good backer."

Liu Hong was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that Su Mu had saved him.

Cheng Ye sneered again: "Very smart, if it's not for Su Mu's sake, Laozi moving you is as easy as killing a chicken."

After Cheng Ye finished speaking, he got up directly: "Don't mess with me in the future, otherwise I will turn my face and deny people."

He left, the door slammed shut, and sister Hong was still stunned, a little confused.

Is this what you mean to let her go? Can she go?

Sister Hong thought, she immediately jumped out of the bed and looked out the window. Sure enough, after Cheng Zheng left, his men followed.

She is indeed free.