Dark Emperor, your wife is abusing scum again

Chapter 682

"Master, Miss Qian is on a hunger strike!" Nanyang pushed the door open in a panic, forgetting even the basic etiquette of knocking on the door.

When Shangguan An heard it, he was stunned for a second, and then angrily smashed the ashtray he was playing with on the ground, and flames burst out from his head. He gritted his teeth and said, "Qian Lele, you are like this... then let She starved to death!"

The next morning, Shangguan An came back. He pushed open the door, stood at the door, and dismissed all the servants around him.

Shangguan An just leaned lazily against the door, looking at Qian Lele who was sitting by the window sill looking at the sky outside.

His face was exhausted. Obviously, he must have not slept all night. He subconsciously took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and lit it. The curling smoke scattered from his hands, covering his whole body layer by layer. In the mist, there is a hint of elusiveness.

Qian Lele heard the movement and turned her head slowly. She looked into Shangguanan's eyes through the short room and the smoke.

"Mr. Shangguan, I am very grateful for your sponsorship, but... I want to be free."

Qian Lele said it very seriously, Shangguan An tortured her body, she had no way to respond to him, and in the end, both sides would suffer.

Shangguan An took a deep breath of the cigarette, then casually put the cigarette on the carpet, and stomped it out lazily, but he never looked at Qian Lele from the beginning to the end.

He raised his legs and walked towards Qian Lele, walking very slowly. Suddenly, he raised his head, and his blood-red eyes were fixed on Qian Lele.

His blood red pair was full of dissatisfaction, resentment, and resentment.

"Qian Lele, why, why did you leave me? Would you rather live that precarious life and leave me?"

Shangguan An's hands were already tightly clenched, he was really afraid that he would lose control of himself and hurt Qian Lele.

So, at this moment, Shangguan An prayed in his heart, Qian Lele, don't say another cruel word, don't say another cruel word to her, otherwise he really won't be able to bear it.

"Shangguanan, stop doing this!" Qian Lele was also a little annoyed. He reminded her of the worst time between them, which was simply her nightmare.

Shangguan An was not feeling well right now, those intermittent memories flooded up from time to time, and all of them were crowded in his mind, some good and some bad, some unexplained betrayals, some sweet and warm.

He was actually flustered. Before, he really regarded her as the shadow of Dongfang Lin, but after getting along with her, she knew that he was not her.

When he saw Qian Lele who was indifferent to her now, he was really afraid that she had betrayed him, so he really didn't know what to do.

Shangguanan took a step forward, clasping Qian Lele's shoulders tightly with both hands, he imprisoned her in his chest and on the transparent window.

He pretended not to care and looked Qian Lele up and down, from top to bottom, little by little, very slowly, "Qian Lele, why are you now negotiating terms with me?"

Shangguan An's tone was very slow, he leaned against Qian Lele's face, and sprayed all his warm breath on Qian Lele's face, itching.

But Qian Lele had a cold face. She turned her head slightly, and saw her current appearance from the glass beside her, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes. Now she has disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, and a haggard face. She is really like a yellow-faced woman.

(End of this chapter)