My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

"Xue Zijing didn't die of blood cancer all those years ago …"    

"What!?" Ning Guangyao turned around and stared at Luo Cuishan with eyes like a fierce tiger, "You're saying …"    

"That's right!" Luo Cuishan laughed complacently, "You didn't expect that. I secretly bribed the doctor to fake the illness and then poisoned her!"    

Many expressions flashed across Ning Guangyao's face. He raised a trembling hand, wanting to slap the woman hard. However, he endured his anger in the end. He lowered his hand heavily and said coldly, "You evil woman, Zijing's way of retreating has never had the slightest intention of fighting with you. She's in Zhong Hai, and I took the initiative to look for her. Why do you have to be so ruthless!? "Why!?"    

"Evil? Yes, I am evil! Because if I can't get it, no one can! " Luo Cuishan said resolutely.    

Ning Guangyao nodded, "Alright, it's over. It's over. I'll give you a few minutes to prepare yourself. Wait, I'll get someone to bring the medicine in later, drink it yourself! "    

Saying that, Ning Guangyao's gaze locked onto Cripple, who was silent at the side, and said coldly: "These days, since this Cripple has been taking so much care of you, when you die, let him eat the medicine as well. Let him be with you on the Road to the River Styx. If he doesn't eat, I'll send someone to take care of him. "Humph!"    

After Ning Guangyao finished, he turned around with a dark face and left the room with his two bodyguards.    

As soon as the door closed, Luo Cuishan seemed to lose all her energy. She slumped back into her chair and stared blankly at the door, tears rolling down her cheeks.    

"I really didn't expect you to be the wife of our Chinese Prime Minister. Am I dreaming?" Cripple muttered beside him.    

Luo Cuishan snorted, "Madame Prime Minister? "What's the use? I'm just a pitiful person who can't even get the simplest of blessings."    

Cripple had a worried expression and sighed, "Actually, the last words you said were on purpose to anger him."    

Luo Cuishan blankly turned her head to look at Cripple, "What did you say?"    

"I'm not sure who you're talking about, but I don't think you intentionally bribed the doctor to poison Xue Zijing!" Cripple whispered.    

Luo Cuishan's eyes flashed. "How did you know?"    

"I guessed it." Cripple smiled with waning interest, "I can see that even though you talk so fiercely, you still care a lot about your husband, right? You purposefully said those words to make him feel that you are a damned malicious woman. That way, when he sends people to kill you, he won't feel too much pain, nor will he feel too much pain and self-blame … "    

Luo Cuishan opened her mouth, revealing a trace of a moved expression. She then smiled miserably, "I didn't expect that I would meet someone who truly understands me when I'm about to die. Unfortunately, that person hasn't been able to understand me for the rest of his life. "    

"Saying all this is useless. Didn't you hear what the Prime Minister said? "Hehe, I, Cripple, did not live in vain. I actually died together with Prime Minister's wife …" Cripple revealed a bright smile, as if comforting himself.    

Luo Cuishan looked at him meaningfully for a moment. "Actually, if you have the chance, you won't die …"    

"Hmm?" Cripple bewilderedly asked, "Could it be that the Prime Minister will change his decision?"    

Luo Cuishan shook her head. "I am a woman who will die." Because I can no longer be the mistress of Ning Family, and my existence will cause Ning Family to be in a dangerous position. Only if I die will Ning Guangyao be able to calmly face the other families.    

However, you are different. At the end of the day, you are just an insignificant person. If you have the slightest bit of value, Ning Guangyao will not kill you. Because your death was just because he vented his anger. "    

Cripple was confused and asked in a daze, "Then how can I be of use? I'm just a beggar without a father or mother, without any culture, and also not some kind of expert in fighting. "    

Luo Cuishan pondered for a moment with a low brow, then waved her hand towards Cripple, telling Cripple's ear to come closer, and whispered a few words into his ear.    

In the end, Cripple opened his eyes wide, "Is that for real?!" Isn't this too ridiculous!? "Then if this gets out, wouldn't it be …"    

"As long as you follow the method I told you, Ning Guangyao will believe you. As long as you have this secret, he won't kill you for the sake of obtaining this secret. Instead, he will protect you so that you won't tell the good stuff to the other families," Luo Cuishan said.    

Cripple looked at Luo Cuishan with a complicated gaze and could not help but ask, "Why are you so good to me? If you tell Prime Minister Ning about the secret yourself, he might have a chance to let you go. "    

Luo Cuishan shook her head and gave a gentle smile that couldn't be described with words, "That won't happen. Since he secretly caught me and brought me back to the Yanjing but didn't send me back, then he must be determined to kill me. I'm telling you this because ever since I was a child, I've lived a life of luxury and luxury. However, I've only been living with you for these few days on the streets, and I've never felt the warmth I've felt before. I've always taken care of people, but no one has ever really taken care of me. I want to do something for you before I die. "I know you're a smart kid. If you take advantage of the opportunity, you're not just a beggar.    

A trace of disappointment flashed through Cripple's eyes, "Do you take me for a child …"    

Luo Cuishan stared blankly for a moment before thinking of something. Her face unconsciously blushed as she turned her head away unnaturally. She said quietly, "You're younger than my son. Of course you're a child …"    

Cripple smiled bitterly, "That's right, I overthought things."    

Luo Cuishan's eyes flashed with a trace of impatience and she pursed her lips, "If you can survive, you have to survive. Try your best to return to school and learn more so that you won't have to live the life of a beggar." "If there's a chance, find a better doctor and see if your foot can be cured. I believe that since medicine is so advanced now, there will be a way to cure it."    

Cripple nodded silently, but he still looked depressed.    

Luo Cuishan peeked at him for a while before biting her lower lip and reluctantly closed her eyes.    

Not long after, two men wearing white gowns walked into the room. They indifferently placed the two bottles of medicine on the table and stood by the door, looking as if they were waiting for them to drink it.    

Luo Cuishan didn't hesitate, she picked up one of the bottles and pulled out the cork, then said to the two people at the door, "Go and tell Prime Minister Ning that this young man knows a secret that I told him, and that secret will definitely make him choose to let this young man go. It's enough for me to die by myself."    

With that said, Luo Cuishan picked up the medicine bottle, pointed it at the mouth of the sandalwood, and drank it all in one gulp …    

Half of his life was glorious, his hair was like fine strands of hair that had been turned into snow.    

About ten minutes later, the door opened again.    

Cripple limped out of the house and was handed over to a bodyguard by two men in white coats. The other two men in white coats busied themselves inside to clean up the remaining situation.    

Cripple turned his head to glance at the woman in the room who was already on the ground and could no longer get up. The corner of his mouth curled into an unfathomable sneer …    

"Damn beggar!" What are you looking at!? "Hurry up and leave!" The bodyguard slapped Cripple's head and shouted.    

Cripple hurriedly lowered his head and said he was sorry. He revealed a pitiful expression and carefully followed the bodyguard to see Ning Guangyao.    

Sunlight still shone brightly on the ground, and a slanted shadow fell on the place that Cripple had walked past …    

At the same time, on the other side of the ocean, Los Angeles, under the dark sky.    

At some point, dark clouds had gathered in the sky, and the wind had started to blow fiercely. Because it was the early hours of the morning and there weren't many cars, it was especially desolate and cold.    

A man appeared in front of the Beverly Hills mansion. It was Yang Chen, who had returned from Washington.    

Lifting his head and looking at the rolling thick clouds in the sky, Yang Chen swallowed his saliva and muttered to himself, "Mother, that can't be. I just used some of my ability to make a trip back and forth between Los Angeles and Washington …" "Don't tell me that you can do this again …"    

Although he had survived the Tai Qing Godly Thunder, Yang Chen was not really afraid of the "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Tribulations". With the first stage being so terrifying, who knew how abnormal the "Upper Sky" and "Yuqing" godly lightning were?    

Yang Chen scratched his head. Although the term "phobia of thunder" was rather shameful, it was better than being struck to death by lightning again.    

Yang Chen did not believe that he would always be so lucky as to have the [Memory Deriving Scripture] saving him every time.    

Besides, he wasn't lacking in cultivation at the moment, so why did he need to rush through the tribulation?    

It seemed like he would have to drive obediently and fly. For the sake of the lifelong 'sexual bliss' of so many women, he had to protect his own life no matter what.    

Right at this moment, a familiar charming voice came from the balcony of the second floor of the mansion, "Hehe …" After hearing the news that you killed the people from Blue Storm and Gao Tianyuan, I didn't really believe you. Looks like your cultivation is not gone, but has reached a realm that we can't comprehend. "