Mr. Xie, She is My Wife

His face looked cold and harsh. He sat in the wheelchair with a heavy blanket covering his legs.

Behind him was a row of soldiers standing in a line. Every soldier was at least 180 centimeters tall, with murderous looks on their faces.

Ye Linlang walked out of the plane and overlooked Xie Xuning in the parking lot. Her heart was filled with indescribable love.

"Xie Xuning, what is the meaning of this?"

"Linlang, come home with me."

Ye Linlang was standing on higher ground. Her voice was cold and sharp. "Xie Xuning, our relationship ended 19 years ago."

"That's impossible."

Xie Xuning pursed his lips with murderous intent on his eyebrows.

He felt that he had possibly taken the act too seriously. When he thought that somebody intended to take his love away, he wanted to slaughter anyone who got in the way.

"Let us break up on good terms, okay?"