Chapter 1642 Rage

Chapter 1642 Furious

Looking at Fang Liwei, who looked angry and wanted to slap herself twice, the expression on Zhao Jianhui's face was as wonderful as it could be. "You...what did you say? You said Huo Jiaxin's child is mine? She has always been alone? She has not married anyone else?"

"Of course...you have done something unethical and let her get married to someone with a pregnant belly? This girl is also determined to give birth to a child and suffer the consequences..." Fang Liwei said angrily.

Zhao Jianhui slapped himself on the face, turned around and ran into the parking lot. In the blink of an eye, there was a roar of cars, and a gray Volvo sedan flew out in front of Fang Liwei.

"You bastard, are you waiting for me?" Fang Liwei saw Zhao Jianhui's car disappearing in front of her eyes. She couldn't help but stamped her feet and cursed. She was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and pursed her lips and smiled. Then, her face rose again. With a trace of bitterness and vinegar: "Hey, why should I act like a good person?...Xinxin, that's all my sister can help you. When the time comes, you stinky girl, don't forget me..."

In just two seconds, the change of expression on her face was simply much more exciting than the "face-changing" in Sichuan Opera.

There were green willows in the shade, and the lights on the lake shore on both sides of the road were dim. The car lights illuminated the back figure of Huo Jiaxin, who was running quickly in the distance.

The night was gray and the evening breeze was gentle. In the night, Huo Jiaxin, who was in a panic and with tears streaming down her face, was running wildly along the winding path along the lake shore, not caring about the squeaking resistance of the high heels under her feet!

Not far ahead, you could already see the flashing car lights on the avenue that intersected the path below her feet. She stopped her fast pace and took several long breaths, as if she was trying to suppress the rush in her eyes. Endless tears.

She hated herself, why did she lose her composure in front of that person? Didn't you say you should forget him? Didn’t it mean that even if you were facing him, you would still be a fellow traveler? Why are you still running?

After wiping her pretty face dry, she raised her head and hurried forward expressionlessly, not noticing that the dazzling lights behind her were getting closer and closer.

"Get in the car..." The rich, magnetic voice was so familiar and yet so harsh. This person's voice has been heard in dreams countless times; it has come out from the bottom of my heart inadvertently when a person is alone. She had longed to hear this voice again and see the owner of this voice again.

However, at this moment, after hearing this voice, she was like a frightened hare. She trembled involuntarily, paused, and then rushed forward as hard as she could... No, Everything is over, I don't want to see him again...

"Get in the car..." The man's voice came from behind again. "No...I will never see him again..." Because Huo Jiaxin knew that as long as she couldn't be cruel and left herself the opportunity to be alone with her, and then tried to harden her heart and leave him, the suffering she would endure would be will be bigger.

Therefore, when Zhao Jianhui called, Huo Jiaxin not only did not stop, but even faster. Ahead, two beams of bright lights flashed twice, and a car turned from the main road. Little did he expect that in front of the opposite car lights, there would be a man who was not afraid of death and hurried towards him. Pricked over...

Two harsh brakes sounded, and Huo Jiaxin ran to the side of the road in a panic. She didn't know what she stepped on with her high heels, and she felt a terrible pain in her ankles. Her footsteps softened and her body stumbled to the ground.

A strong arm stretched out in time and hugged her around the waist. Huo Jiaxin felt her body float up. As she screamed in terror, a car "ran over" close to her body. Two very indecent curses came out of the car window: "Are you looking for death? You want to die somewhere else, don't fucking hurt me..."

"What are you doing? Do you want to die?" The warm embrace and the concerned voice were all as hazy as the night scene in front of me in a dream. When Huo Jiaxin woke up, she was already sitting in the car. In front, the tall figure driving the car was very focused on driving on the busy road.

"Put me down...where are you going to take me?" The voice was so weak that it was difficult for Huo Jiaxin to hear it. However, the man in front heard her voice, turned around and whispered: "Let's go where we should go. This time, don't try to run away again..."

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Huo Jiaxin didn't know where Zhao Jianhui took her. With a "bang", he kicked open the door, held her in his arms and threw her on the sofa in the room.

"What are you doing? It hurts me..." Huo Jiaxin had a sullen face and tried to sit up with a struggle. Zhao Jianhui ignored her, his eyes were round, and he stared at the beauty leaning on the sofa with unbearable anger: "Do you hate me so much? You wish you were hit by a car just now?"

Although they were extremely angry words, there was still deep worry hidden in his voice. Zhao Jianhui looked too majestic now... No, it should be said that he was filled with a murderous aura, as if whoever approached him would be burned by fire.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and his eyes were so cold that once people came into contact with that look, they could not help but tremble all over their body; the color of his tightly pursed lips seemed to be slightly lighter than that of ordinary people. , but it further highlighted his angry look at this moment, as if he would bite him if his answer was not satisfactory.

Under the dim light, his facial features looked as profound as those of ancient Greek statues; and his raised brows made him look like he faintly exuded the supreme majesty of an ancient king.

Is he blaming me or is he worried about me?

Why do I care so much? I don't need his care, let alone his worries. What's the relationship between me and him?

Huo Jiaxin glared back angrily, her lips pale and bloodless: "You care about me? Who are you? I don't know you..."

"What did you say? You don't know me? Haha..." Zhao Jianhui said as he stretched out a hand to lift her chin: "Okay, I'll let you know who I am..."

"What are you doing? Stop..." Regardless of whether she hated this man or not, she agreed that he was indeed a modest gentleman and a reasonable person - she thought she knew him well enough. However, Huo Jiaxin couldn't help but panic when she saw him grabbing the lapel of her chest and pulling it to both sides savagely with both hands. She exerted all her strength, struggled, shouted, pushed him with her hands, kicked him with her feet, completely forgetting that she had sprained her foot just now, and now her left ankle was still burning.

Seeing that she had no strength to break away from his control, she wanted to communicate with him to see if she could impress him and let her go. Since there are so many women around him, since he doesn't love himself, why should he be angry with himself? Hate is only as deep as the love is... isn't it? But since he doesn't love himself, why is he so angry because he almost got into a car accident?

Looking at his eyes that could almost spit out flames, and seeing that his powerful palms had torn the woolen skirt she was wearing, Huo Jiaxin knew that she was probably doomed, and would fall into his hands again if this continued. inside. She quickly yelled and squirmed: "I... I'm really inconvenient tonight! Don't, please let me go...

However, she underestimated the man who had lost his mind.

He was so angry that he couldn't calm down at this time. This hateful woman actually took her child out for so many years without any news, causing her to send people everywhere to look for him. Does she know how many brain cells she lost when she was so sad? How dare she say she doesn't know herself at this time? Well, today we will be honest with each other and get to know each other again, so that you can remember who I am to you.

Therefore, how could he listen to Huo Jiaxin's prayer? "No, I must let you know who I am today..." Zhao Jianhui said as he tore off his tie and shirt, revealing his smooth and stiff upper body. He didn't even have time to listen to her words. He refused to give it and directly covered her red lips with his mouth.

"Me-" He is actually so domineering? Just like that, I kissed myself again...but...it wasn't supposed to be like this, was it? How could he do this? !

The four lips were tightly joined together, causing Huo Jiaxin's brain to short-circuit. The past is like smoke, suddenly turning over the dusty memories. That year, that month, that day, in a certain room in a certain hotel in Hong Kong, he was also pressing on me like this...

That was a beautiful mistake. It was because her emotions were a little out of control that day, or it could be said that she was really stimulated that she shouldn't have been. Therefore, even when she lost her virginity to him for the first time, she had nothing to regret.

However, today is different. I am cheating today, right? How could he still do this? Do people who don’t love me only love my body? So what if you get it?

"What do you think this will do? It will only make me look down on you even more..." She couldn't break free by struggling, so she could only give up twisting and looked at him with cold eyes and said with disdain.

This attitude of hers aroused his anger even more. Zhao Jianhui tore her dress smoothly. He didn't even do anything to remove the restraints from her upper body. He just pulled off her underwear and pushed her down on the sofa where she was sitting. He had already prepared his strength. She took it out with high spirits, and even before her enthusiasm was ignited, she rushed to the city and marched straight in...