The domineering and ruthless warlord attacks & the cold beauty suffers involuntarily
Shen Qiao is an actor in the theater with a low status. Jiang Haochen is the only son of the Jiang family and is very noble.
Originally, the two worlds were supposed to be parallel, but Jiang Haochen broke into Shen Qiao's world domineeringly.
Jiang Haochen accompanied Shen Qiao tenderly for three years and became the salvation of Shen Qiao's life.
But everything changed later, Jiang Haochen suddenly became gloomy and irritable, unpredictable.
Although he clearly has a fiancée, he refuses to let him go and humiliates him in every possible way.
"You're such a bitch, can't you just give me money and get fucked?! Why are you pretending to be noble in front of me now!" The man said in a sinister tone.
"Even if you die, you will die in my arms!" The man's eyes were red as he grabbed the thin shoulder of the person in front of him, as if he wanted to carve him deeply into his bones, and as if he simply wanted to crush the shoulder.
All the warmth was shattered by the bad things.
Shen Qiao looked at Jiang Haochen, her eyes changing from bright as stars to blank.
"Let me go," he said.
But it's impossible. Jiang Haochen has always been domineering, and it's impossible for him to let Shen Qiao leave.
It was not until later, on the fence, amid the gunfire, that the figure fell into the cold and biting autumn water like a kite with its string cut off, that Jiang Haochen suddenly came to his senses. However, God seemed to punish him, and he did not even find the body in the end.
For five years, Jiang Haochen has been living in pain and regret, and his thoughts torture him all the time.
Until at a banquet, he took a casual glance and saw the figure that made him think crazily.
Trembling, she tightly grasped the arm of the person in front of her, fearing that he would disappear again: "Ah Qiao, is it you? Come back, I was wrong, please."
Shen Qiao looked at the man who was humblely begging for him, his eyes were cold, and he calmly withdrew his hand.
"Sir, you have the wrong person."
PS:1v1
Shuangjie, the next year
The subject is a bit of a heartthrob
A proper crematorium for chasing his wife
