Chapter 837 Suicide by Cutting Wrists

"No! No!"

Li Youling screamed in fear.

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Everything returned to calm, Ji Shaonan leaned on the bedside and quietly lit a cigarette.

All the clothes were thrown on the carpet. He took off his suit jacket, and the white shirt inside was hanging loosely. There were several scratches from women on his neck. He took a long puff of cigarette lazily and decadently, and then slowly exhaled it. The ecstasy of feeling his femoral bones corroded went straight up to the sky. He had experienced what it meant to smoke a cigarette afterwards, which was better than that of a living god.

Li Youling was tortured a bit miserably, her palm-sized face was covered with tears, and her lips were red and swollen, like delicate roses that had been beaten by the weather.

Soon, Li Youling sat up, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Ji Shaonan grabbed her slender wrist and said, "Where are you going?"

Li Youling wanted to throw him away, "You have got what you want, I want to go home."

Then she added, "I will take medicine."

Ji Shaonan licked his thin lips with his tongue, and then pulled her into his arms with a strong tug.

"Let me go! What else do you want to do?"

Ji Shaonan restrained her with force and said two words, "Not enough."

Under Li Youling's horrified eyes, he pushed her down on the bed again.

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Li Youling didn't know when she fell asleep. Her phone kept vibrating, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

Now she was sleeping in the man's arms. Ji Shaonan's arms were around her and he was holding her in his arms. It was probably seven or eight o'clock now, and the early morning light was shining through the bed curtains, and he didn't get up either. , did not go to the company, and slept with her in his arms.

The vibration also woke him up. He tightened his arms to hold her in his arms. He stretched out his other hand, picked up the phone and answered the call.

"Hey, Shaonan, it's me."

Li Youling recognized it and it was Ji Wanyan.

His true love Ji Wanyan called.

"Shaonan, what are you doing now?" Ji Wanyan asked in a gentle voice.

Before Ji Shaonan said anything, Li Youling spoke first, "He's sleeping."

Ji Shaonan lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms.

Their eyes met, and the anxiety in Li Youling's eyes had receded, and she looked at him without fear.

Ji Wanyan over there froze and became furious, "Li Youling, why is it you, Shaonan?"

Li Youling looked at Ji Shaonan and said to Ji Wanyan, "Don't you understand? He is sleeping next to me now. He was too tired last night. You don't seem to have fed him well at all. He was so crazy until late at night. asleep."

Ji Wanyan said, "...Li Youling, you are shameless, you are already divorced and you are still sleeping together!"

Li Youling twitched her red lips and said, "So Ji Wanyan, you still don't work hard enough. I even gave up Mrs. Ji's position, and you can't even take the position."

"..."

Ji Wanyan wanted to say something, but Ji Shaonan had already hung up the phone.

Throwing the phone back on the bed table, Ji Shaonan lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Sleep with me for a while longer."

He didn't say anything, but held her in his arms to sleep a little longer.

But Li Youling pushed him away and stood up, "You can go to bed by yourself, I'm going home."

At this time, the vibration sounded again, and there was another call.

Ji Shaonan took the phone and this time it was Secretary Qian calling.

Ji Shaonan pressed the button to connect, and Secretary Qian whispered over there, "President, it's bad, Miss Ji committed suicide by cutting her wrists!"

Ji Shaonan's handsome eyebrows suddenly sank.