Chapter 893 Your Crime of Murder Is Not Worth One Billion

"Pa" Yao Shengming was playing with his mobile phone, looked up at her with a sneer, threw the lighter casually, strode forward, looked down at her, put his hand on her shoulder, and pressed her on the sofa.

"If you're charged with murder and it's not worth one billion, you can do whatever you want, I don't care! Even if something happens to you, the Yao family will still be mine. It's just Wang Zhongtuan, how can they let you go?"

He said, pretending to be puzzled, and said: "If I remember correctly, Xiao Mohan and Wang Zhongtuan are close friends. I believe Gu Chuyan will be happy to give you a weapon."

Hearing Gu Chuyan, Gu Miaoting gritted her teeth, thinking of today's shame.

"Gu Chuyan." She was a little agitated, her little hands tightly clutching the armrest of the sofa.

Yao Shengming stood in front of her with squinted eyes, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.

"What should I do? If this happens again, how can I go out to discuss business in the future?" Gu Miaoting covered herself with the quilt.

She looked down at her belly, not feeling like she was pregnant, but her chest was swollen.

"Gu Miaoting." Yao Shengming gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the door. He shook his hand and realized that he was very unlucky. Ever since he married Gu Miaoting, he almost ruined his three views.

Feeling someone watching him, Yao Shengming raised his head and saw Yao Rong wearing blue clothes and a black coat, standing at the entrance of the corridor.

"Rong Rong?" Yao Shengming strode forward, looking at her happily.

Sparks of joy burst out from the man's eyes, and he said excitedly, "Are you back?"

Before his hand touched her, Yao Rong reached out to block her.

"I... wash my hands." Yao Shengming panicked, turned around and strode back to his room like a child who was at a loss.

Holding the hand sanitizer, he kept rubbing his big palms until his hands were red from being scratched. He smelled it and found no peculiar smell, then turned around and changed into a suit of clothes.

Yao Shengming changed into a black shirt, tidied up in front of the mirror, sprayed the perfume on his wrists, lowered his head and sniffed, feeling refreshed.

"Rong Rong." He opened the door and walked out.

Finding the hall was empty, he strode to her door, stretched out his hand to push the door open, and saw Yao Rong standing in front of the table, reaching out to touch the top.

"How are you recently?" Yao Shengming strode forward and stood behind her.

Yao Rong lowered his head, stroked the table with his fingertips, sat on the chair, opened the drawer, looked through things, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Yao Shengming rubbed his hands and nervously grabbed the hem of his clothes.

He turned around to pour a cup of hot milk, took it forward, put it on the corner of the table, and said, "Drink it, go to bed early."

Yao Rong raised his eyes and looked at him.

Yao Shengming pursed his lips and laughed softly. He turned around and opened the window, and said, "It's been a long time since I opened it. Let's get some fresh air and sleep more comfortably at night."

Yao Rong had mixed feelings as he looked at his figure.

If he hadn't killed Liu Yilian, maybe she would have treated Yao Shengming better, but there is nothing he can do now.

"Rong Rong, where are you going?" Seeing her get up and leave, Yao Shengming was stunned for a few seconds, then strode forward, clasped her wrist, and pulled her back.

Yao Rong turned around and slapped him.

With a "snap", it hit his face.

Yao Shengming turned his face in pain, Mofa's short hair was thrown casually in front of his forehead, he slowly raised his head, glanced at her, turned around and reached out to knock the door, and closed it forcefully.

"Since you're back, let's go to bed early." Yao Shengming acted as if nothing had happened.

Yao Rong raised his chin proudly, looked at him coldly, and said sharply: "Get out of the way."

"Yao Rong, I like you! For so many years, I never gave up, why don't you just look at me?" Yao Shengming was in pain.