Chapter 1529 He Saved Her

Ling Hui looked at the man standing in front of her, and her heart tightened.

Her brain was a little confused and she couldn't exert any strength. She could only watch helplessly as he ordered the bodyguards to lift her up from the ground.

His cold face and sinister eyes were like a sharp knife, piercing her heart.

After two years of marriage, her perseverance earned her not only his abandonment, but also his ruthless humiliation!

How could she be tempted by such a person before?

A layer of water mist welled up in Ling Hui's eyes, but endless desolation and ridicule emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"Ling Motian, if you really dare to find the Cowherd to humiliate me, I will fight you to the death!"

Ling Motian clicked his tongue and pinched Ling Hui's chin with his fingers, "Dina told me before that you are a different person on the outside. You pretend to be a lady in front of others, but you are very aggressive in private. I still don't believe it, but now it seems , have you shown your true face?"

Ling Hui met Ling Motian's sarcastic eyes and looked at his cold face, suddenly feeling very strange.

She never thought that in just a day or two, he would have such a change in her heart!

Why did the man who once gave her warmth become like this?

Ling Motian saw the tears in Ling Hui's beautiful eyes. He pressed the back of her head and moved closer to her. His warm breath fell on her face, "Ling Hui, wait until this matter is resolved." Finally, if you don't want to get divorced, you can still be Mrs. Ling, but we need to have a hidden marriage."

After hearing his words, Ling Hui's nose felt extremely sour.

But she held back the tears in her eyes and did not fall in front of him.

This was the first time she had seen such a disgusting man.

"Ling Motian, even if all the men in the world die, I don't want to look at you again."

Ling Motian raised his hand with a gloomy expression and motioned for the bodyguard to take Ling Hui to the car.

Ling Motian made a phone call and informed his assistant to arrange for the Cowherd to come to the hotel. Of course, he won't let Cowherd really fall into the spirit emblem, he just needs to make a false impression before reporters push the door in.

After making the call, Ling Motian got in the car.

Ling Hui was escorted by the bodyguards to sit in the back row. Her whole body was limp and her face was flushed abnormally.

She was wearing a long red skirt. The close-fitting fabric perfectly outlined the undulating curves of her chest. The rich and warm color made her skin look like snow, making her eyebrows even more radiant.

Ling Hui's appearance has been good since she was a child. She can be pure or charming. With makeup, she has a radiant face and clear eyebrows.

Paired with a red skirt, it is even more intense and delicate, just like a poppy.

Ling Motian's gaze gradually deepened as he looked at Ling Hui.

Why didn't he realize that Ling Hui was so feminine before?

Moreover, she is so beautiful that there is nothing kitsch about her.

Ling Motian's Adam's apple moved, and his big hands on his knees had the urge to tear off her long skirt.

But he has a serious mysophobia, and he doesn't like dirty women.

…

Ling Hui huddled weakly by the car door, wishing to put as much distance as the Milky Way away from Ling Motian.

My mind was getting more and more confused, and everything in front of me became blurry.

She pinched her palm hard with her fingertips.

You can't let yourself lose consciousness, otherwise you will really become a lamb at the mercy of others.

Ling Hui put his hand into his bag and found his cell phone. He was about to call for help when suddenly——

Two small trucks hit each other from the front and back.

Ling Motian's expression changed drastically, "What's going on?"

At this moment, the car door on Linghui's side was opened from the outside.

A man wearing a black leather jacket and a helmet reached out and grabbed Ling Hui's wrist, and pulled her out of the car at lightning speed.

Seeing this, Ling Motian quickly pulled out the gun from his waist.

"Put her down!"

The man in the leather jacket turned a deaf ear, pulled Ling Hui off the car, and quickly carried her to a heavy motorcycle.

Ling Motian chased him out and shot the man.

The man stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle drove out like an arrow, perfectly avoiding the bullets.

Ling Motian's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.

…

The locomotive was traveling very fast, and the strong wind blew over, making Ling Hui sober up for a while.

Looking at the man riding a motorcycle, he is tall and thin, wearing a black leather jacket, with a cool and wild atmosphere.

Ling Hui frowned, "Who are you?"

The man doesn't speak.

"Who are you? Stop if you don't say anything. I want to get off."

The man remained unmoved.

Ling Hui had never ridden on such a heavy motorcycle before. The speed was so fast, and the strange man in front of her made her feel very panicked.

"I asked you to stop, do you hear..." Before he could finish his words, the motorcycle suddenly turned sharply, and the body tilted to one side, as if it was about to fall. Linghui screamed in fright, and before he was thrown out, the conditions Reflexively grabbing the man's leather jacket.

The car resumed driving normally, Lingwei's chest hit the man's back, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around the man's waist.

There was the whistling wind in my ears, and the turbulent traffic in front of my eyes. The surrounding buildings and scenery kept receding.

A strong and delicious masculine scent drifted from the nose, and the speed of blood surging in Ling Hui's body suddenly accelerated.

She held her clasped hands on the man's waist and unconsciously rubbed against his hard abdomen.

The man on the bicycle froze suddenly.

"Settle down."

Ling Hui's mouth was dry and she was wearing a T-shirt under the man's leather jacket. She didn't seem to hear the man's words. She reached in with her little hand and stroked it in the direction of his belt buckle.

The man's Adam's apple slid hard, he pursed his lips tightly, and pulled the woman's hand away.

But the next second, the woman's hand reached under his abdomen and pressed on...

"Fuck!"

Although the wind was howling and there were two layers of trousers, the man was still touched by her hand.

He shook her hand away again.

But within a few seconds, she stretched out again.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

The motorcycle drove for more than an hour and arrived at the entrance of a village.

The man drove the motorcycle in and stopped in front of a blue brick house.

The man on the motorcycle took off his helmet, revealing a beautiful and wild face.

"Master, are you back?"

A man walked out of the hall.

Seeing the woman behind Tang Xi hugging him tightly and pressing her hands on his trousers, Fang Ye opened his eyes wide and said, "Master, are you being fooled?"

"Where are you looking?" Tang Xi raised his eyebrows and made a gesture as if he would dig out his eyes if he looked again, "Go and prepare a bucket of cold water."

"Master, why don't you prepare cold water? She is not your goddess. Looking at her like this, she also needs a man. You can just sleep with her."

"Are you fucking itchy?"

Fang Ye shrank his neck and quickly entered the hall to prepare cold water.

Tang Xi got off the motorcycle and carried the hot woman into the room.

As soon as he put her on the bed, the phone in her bag rang.

Tang Xi took a look and saw the word husband displayed on the screen. He hung up immediately and pressed the power button.