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Chapter 472 He recognized her knife

Ye Ruge was about to pick up the two children, but Huo Yanxi's subordinates came over quickly. They picked up the children and walked out.

She was startled and hurriedly stopped her, staring at Huo Yanxi nervously: "What do you want to do?"

Huo Yanxi's eyes darkened: "Aren't you going to send them to the hospital?" What was her attitude? It seemed like he wanted to take away the two little kids.

He waved his hand to his subordinates to continue taking the children out.

Ye Ruge couldn't stop him, thinking that he wouldn't do anything to his son, so he turned around to help Han Chen up.

Seeing this, Huo Yanxi frowned again and gave Gu Sinian a look.

Gu Sinian understood immediately and took the initiative to take Han Chen away from Ye Rusinger: "Let me help him out."

"Hey..." Without giving Ye Ruge a chance to refuse, she could only watch Gu Sinian take the person away.

She turned her eyes to look at Huo Yanxi, not believing that he had any good intentions. He must have hidden evil intentions.

I glanced at him and then stepped up to follow him out.

Just when she passed by him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

She paused, looked down at him, and tried to pull her hand away, but he tightened her grip.

She was in a hurry to send the children to the hospital and didn't want to say another word to him. She said with a cold face: "Let go."

His deep black eyes stared at her for a moment, and the strength of his hands did not relax at all: "You have nothing to say to me?"

"What do I have to say to you?" Her tone was cold.

His eyes darkened a little more, and he was silent for several seconds before speaking: "Shouldn't you thank me for showing up in time and helping you solve such a big trouble?"

Ye Ruge looked at him funny: "Thank you? Yes, if it weren't for you... Duan Yurou wouldn't have done this to me." Speaking of which, it was still the romantic debt he incurred.

Duan Yuqing alone was already enough to give her a headache, but with Duan Yurou in tow, the two sisters couldn't cope with her together.

Huo Yanxi's expression became serious: "I have already said that I have nothing to do with her."

"If not, would she hate you so much?"

His eyes turned cold: "Do you believe her or not?"

"It's not a matter of belief or not. No one would find it strange that you would do that to a woman."

How many women he had in the past are reported in gossip reports almost every day.

Huo Yanxi pursed her lips and was unable to refute for a moment. Unexpectedly, their past romantic history had become their biggest crisis of trust and biggest obstacle.

Ye Ruge tried to pull away his hand again, but he tightened it a little longer: "Okay, let's not talk about it for now. I finally came back from the hell gate, and you didn't say anything?"

His eyes were locked on hers. In any case, he was considered dead once, and the hatred in her heart should have been eliminated.

Unexpectedly, his words made Ye Ruge lose control of the anger she was trying to suppress. She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger a little: "Huo Yanxi, do you think fake death is fun? It costs so much.

Zhou Zhang arranges everything and makes everyone think you are dead. Is this a fun trick? Or do you think it gives you a sense of accomplishment to trick me like this?"

Huo Yanxi saw her suppressed anger: "Are you angry?"

Ye Ruge suddenly laughed when he heard this, out of anger: "I was fooled around by you. If I'm not angry, how can I be happy? Or am I surprised that you came back from the dead?"

Only then did he feel that this matter was a bit serious: "I'm not playing tricks on you, I just hope you don't hate me so much." Anyway, he acknowledged her stabbing, isn't that enough?

Could it be that she wished he was really dead?


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