My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 515: A sensational murder case

Jian Xin was unwilling to subdue to her weakness, and Mr. Xu played her more vigorously. Every time he seemed to burst out the power of physical strength, to completely conquer her.

However, no matter what he did, it was useless. The woman Jian Xin bit her lip and cried silently, just unwilling to be soft.

"Jian Xin--" Mr. Xu forcefully shouted at her name again, "Respond to me, call my name!"

Jian Xin bit her lip that had already been bitten by herself, showing a poignant smile: "Mr Xu, I have been responding to you all the time."

Mr. Xu pinched her chin, forced her to look at him, and said cruelly: "Dead woman, I will let you call my name!"

"Your name?" Jian Xin clenched his fists and smiled again.

I'm really sorry!

They have known each other for so many years. She has always called him Mr. Xu or Mr. Xu, never by her name. For a while, she really couldn't remember what his name was.

"I asked you to call my name, can't you hear it?" Without Jian Xin's response, Mr. Xu seemed to go crazy, grabbing her neck, wishing to strangle her.

Mr. Xu used a lot of strength, but Jian Xin only felt that breathing became more and more difficult, and his mind was chaotic.

She clenched her fists, pinched herself tightly, her eyes tough and stubborn.

Even though she was bruised and bruised by the surname Xu, Jian Xin still did not beg for mercy. Even if she couldn't stand it anymore, she could only hear the whining sound from her mouth.

"Call my name, so you don't want to?" Mr. Xu let go of her, pushed her onto the desk, and tortured her again.

Jian Xin didn't know when this torture would end, so she could only come through through gritted teeth.

Everyone looked down on her and thought she was a **** to play with, but she couldn't look down on herself.

She is also a person, a person with independent thinking.

She also wanted to live a life, plainly and peacefully, but she had no chance.

Every day of her life seems to be undergoing dramatic changes. The person who controlled her life as a child was Jian Zhengtian.

After growing up, the person in charge of her life is Gu Nanjing.

Later, she smashed Gu Nanjing to death. She thought she was free from then on, whether it was life or death, she was free.

Who could have expected that the God of Destiny pushed her to Xu's side again, and he took her on a road of no return.

What is the way of no return?

Qin Yue, who offended Shengtian, would not return.

Later, I don't know how long it took. The pain gradually dissipated Jian Xin's consciousness, and slowly she didn't know anything, as if her soul had been withdrawn from her body.

She couldn't see anything, she couldn't feel anything, she couldn't see how the man in front of her humiliated her, and she couldn't feel the torture he tortured her in her body.

She seems to really die!

...

"Have you seen the Weibo on Weibo with the murder code at Huangtian Wharf this morning?"

"Huangtian Wharf murder case was so hot in the morning, how could it not be seen."

"Yeah yeah, I saw it too."

"The strange thing is that after two hours of hot search on Weibo, it was suddenly deleted. There is no clue about that Weibo on the Internet."

"Speaking of this, it's really strange, why was it deleted so quickly?"

"Is the murderer very background? Otherwise, who has the ability to suppress such a big news instantly."

When Jian Ran went to the pantry and bathroom, she could hear her colleagues discussing the murder at Huangtian Wharf. When she returned to the office, colleagues were still discussing the murder at Huangtian Wharf.

Everyone talked about it, and it seemed that they had seen with their own eyes how the deceased was killed last night and was thrown to the beach.

Jian Ran didn't see this incident on Weibo, but he saw it in the company's internal chat group. Someone saved the photo he saw this morning and sent it to the group.

The three photos can clearly see the wounds on the deceased. Each of those wounds is so deep, and each of them can be fatal.

Jian Ran only took a look, and was about to delete it manually, and at this moment, a strange thing happened and the picture was deleted by the Internet police. The reason was the **** and violent picture.

As soon as this photo was deleted, the company's friends began to discuss enthusiastically again, all wanting to know who the deceased was, who was the murderer, and who could suppress such a big news?

Jian Ran's temperament has never been gossip, but she is also curious about this matter.

A living human life is gone, and people cannot discuss it online. Everyone can see that there is a problem.

When Jian Ran lowered her eyebrows in thought, she suddenly felt an unusually hot gaze staring at her. She looked up and met Henry's extremely hot gaze.

Seeing her look over, Henry waved to her and smiled frivolously. The gaze he looked at Jian Ran made Jian Ran feel as if she was naked in front of him.

Jian Ran felt sick when she saw his smile, and almost vomited up all the breakfast she had eaten in the morning.

Her stomach churned again, which made her retching again.

The baby in her womb hadn't tossed her for several days, and it seemed that the baby was also sickened by the man Henry.

When the baby's father kisses them, the baby will not toss his mother.

It seems that although the baby is so small, but the baby recognizes his father and only accepts his father's kiss.

"Jian Ran!" Henry walked silently to Jian Ran's side, and when she heard him calling her name, Jian Ran got goose bumps again.

Jian Ran immediately got up and instinctively backed up two steps, opening the distance between the two.

Henry smiled and said, "Mr. Cheng gave us two leading designs for the dress of the Fenglian series. Now the team members are all here, let's discuss it together."

Henry's attitude was serious, and his speech was quite regular, and there was nothing wrong with it, as if he did not do the suggestive action to Jian Ran just now.

Henry used a working attitude. If Jian Ran still cares about him, then she may be negligent.

Jian Ran pursed her lips and nodded: "Okay."

In his work, Henry is extremely serious, and his design experience is really good, not good, but excellent.

Every time he put forward an idea, he mentioned a point, and the team members were very satisfied with the designer who suddenly arrived by air.

If you abandon personal grievances, Jian Ran is still willing to work with such a serious, responsible and talented person.

Only when I first met with Henry, Henry was pressed in the elevator and kissed. The grudge in her heart might not be eliminated for a lifetime.