Crazy, really TM is a madman!

Tears silently filled her eyes, and He Yingying was so frightened that the muscles in her whole body tensed.

She had never panicked like she did today, what kind of monster she had provoked!

Even if she doesn't die, even if she really doesn't die today, she can't survive completely!

"Ahh

In the screams of collapse, she instinctively clenched her head and curled up.

The piercing screech of tires against the ground was like a roar that pierced the sky in the middle of the night.

Death was so close to her, and all the reserved disguises fell apart at this moment.

The expected pain did not come immediately, but He Yingying's brain had stopped working.

In a trance, she heard An Yang's sound of smiling but not smiling, mixed with thick smoke and dust.

"My grievances with Jiang Cong can't be explained in one or two sentences."

In this case, how could she open her mouth so calmly?! He Yingying's whole body trembled, snot and tears mixed with her face, embarrassed like a dilapidated doll discarded on the ground.

"Frightened? Well? ”

The rear door suddenly opened, and her jaw was forcefully lifted.

The moment they looked at each other, she felt like her whole person was being stare at by something terrible, as if she only needed a slight movement to swallow her soul.

"I was wrong, I know I was wrong! I won't pester Jiang Cong anymore! ”

"You let me go!"

The instinctive sense of crisis made her cry and cry.

She lost, willingly.

She didn't want to lose this life because of a man, she was really afraid.

An Yang laughed dumbly, the handkerchief in his hand gently rubbing the filth on her face, "I'm willing to give you a chance." ”

The power of life and death was easily pinched in her hands, He Yingying stared blankly at the people who approached, and the trembling that came from the depths of her soul made her afraid of everything in Anyang.

Holding her breath and stiffly letting the other party fiddle, An Yang's thumb rubbed thoughtfully under her lips.

"Do you want to think about my brother, Li Mingcheng? He is more charismatic and financially powerful than Jiang Cong. ”

He Yingying shrunk her neck with difficulty, but An Yang seemed to have made up her mind and waited patiently as if she had heard her answer......

"But, but you are not related by blood......" He Yingying finally shuddered and spit out a sentence.

An Yang sneered, "As long as you want, I will become a brother and sister in the legal sense with him in minutes." ”

Letting go of the clamped hand, An Yang's arm rested casually on the car door, "I'll give you time to think about it, but don't make me wait too long." ”

Until she was sent back to her residence, He Yingying was still like a marionette, her hands and feet were sore, and she couldn't walk on her own.

An Yang carried the person to the door, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that your sister Ling is still waiting outside the restaurant now." ”

When He Yingying heard this, she rolled her eyes in fright and fainted directly.

An Yang looked at He Ying's pale little face condescendingly, bent down and pinched her neck, and dragged the person up.

"Now I know I'm afraid," the corners of the cool lips hooked, An Yang stared at her trembling lips in a coma, and effortlessly opened the door of He Yingying's house with the key prepared in advance.

Discarding people on the sofa at will, An Yang half-knelt beside her, and a cold killing intent gradually appeared in his eyes.

"You should thank me for not really killing you."