"You're hurt." Regardless of Ye Mang's reaction, Shang Ji directly grabbed the woman's arm, but she shook it off.

I was so bold that I actually shook off Shang Ji's hand, awesome, praise for myself.

After shaking off Shang Ji, Ye Mangmu still thought bitterly.

But after a while, this short-lived "happiness" was replaced by sadness. Because after she found out that the man was thrown away, she really didn't catch up again.

Hmph, Ye Mangmu only felt that his head was about to be blown up, and while dragging his steps, he muttered in a low voice: "Why do you care about me?" Fake kindness! I don't need your help, I can walk on my own! When you're mad at me, you know how to scold me! ”

However, suddenly, Ye Mang, who was talking about business, was carried from behind by the hero in his mouth.

That's right, just carry it. The head-back one, there is no room for resistance at all.

Ye Mang's head was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he became even more angry, and struggled with kicks and kicks, but with little effect.

Shang Yu was not afraid of Ye Mang's struggle, and tried his best to avoid the position that would hurt the woman, while trying his best to avoid her attack, he walked seriously towards the already installed hut.

Ye Mangmu finally felt his own strenuous struggle, in the eyes of the man, it was completely a mantis arm as a car, and he couldn't do anything. It's honest.

Save your physical strength for yourself, have a "free ride" in vain, don't sit in vain, don't sit in vain, although it's not very comfortable.

After a while, Ye Manmu found that the scenery around him had changed, and it was somewhat familiar. It wasn't until Shang Ji stepped up the steps that she finally realized that this was the beautiful wooden house and villa on the island before.

She thought that when she arrived at the door of the villa, Shang Ji should put her down. When the time comes, she can take advantage of the situation to do a wave of counterattack.

However, as she watched a series of rooms such as the living room and kitchen pass in front of her, she realized that she was thinking too simply.

Shang Ji almost threw her on the bed. However, the word fall is not too rigorous, because the elasticity of this bed is too strong, unless you want to put it lightly like a baby, you will not have the feeling of "being dropped".

Ye Mang fell into the bed and didn't react for a while.

It wasn't until he saw the pillow above his head that he woke up, and he hurriedly sat up, and when he wanted to reason with Shang Ji, he saw the man leave without looking back, leaving no cloud.

"....." Ye Mang, who originally wanted to give the man a little face, instantly held his breath again.

After taking a hard breath, Ye Mangmu felt a little more relaxed. Only then did I feel like I was in the mood to look around and see what the place I was really looking at.

Surprisingly, the décor of this house is too childlike, not the childish kind. It's too princess-style, and it's a room she only wanted to live in when she was a child.

Judging from the villa I lived in the Netherlands before, this villa should also be the property of a merchant, or the private property of a merchant. It's just that Shang Ji, such a cold man, how could he like such a dsk, indescribable arrangement?

However, what Ye Mangmu didn't know was that not only this villa was Shang Ji's property, but even the entire island under her feet was his. Oh no, for now, it should be hers.

At the same time, on the other side of the island, a group of people were coming from one place, walking towards a yacht that had been prepared for a long time, ready to return home.

The sea breeze was still howling, bringing the conversation from one end to the other, and it was vaguely recognizable from the wind that they were talking:

"If you want me to say, this money is really everything."

"Tsk, no wonder you have such feelings. After watching the president's play, I think so too. ”

When one person opened the conversation, it instantly aroused discussion among others.

"But, no matter how omnipotent it is, it can't beat a woman's heart!"

Some people have summed it up in a divine way, and it looks like everything is under control. The others were accustomed to his character, and unsurprisingly, did not take the conversation.

"I said, what is Miss Ye doing? Running around, although this island is a little cleaner, but it can't be ruled out that there are some jackals, tigers and leopards and the like? It caused us to look for most of the day. ”

In the midst of some discussion, only one person complained irritably, his voice a little loud, and accidentally attracted the attention of others:

"This little girl, it's normal to wander around. It's a pity that the president's arrangement, such a delicate cake, and slices of balloons and candlelight. ”

"Hey, you don't know that, do you? The highlight is not these arrangements, but the documents in the hands of the director! ”

Hearing this, some people began to sell guanzi.

"What is it, don't sell it!" "That's it!" Someone is in a hurry.

"It is said that that document is not an ordinary document, it is a title deed!" The man was stealing everyone's appetite.

"Hey, the villa, anyone with a discerning eye can see it, okay?" Some scoffed.

"Heh, do you think it's just a villa, it's worth my surprise? Who is our president? As soon as you make a shot, it must be the biggest. The man sneered, full of disdain for his fellow travelers.

Pretending not to speak, under the urging of his peers, he seemed reluctant to say: "I can only say that the entire land we are stepping on now is surnamed Shang." ”

This revelation instantly triggered a burst of exclamations:

"Oh my God, is it for Miss Ye? The president is too willing, right? ”

"If I had such a person who spoiled me, I would die without regrets."

"Is their relationship so good? Didn't you say that Miss Ye was adopted? ”

"You don't know this, this Miss Ye....."

On the other side, rumors about the two of them are spreading unconsciously, but Shang Ji and Ye Mangmu on this side don't know anything.

Without sitting still for a while, Shang Ji pushed open the door of Ye Mang's room again.

This time, he was carrying a medical kit.

Without waiting for Ye Mangmu to speak, he couldn't help but hold her down, not giving her a chance to resist. Then he gently lifted her legs.

"Sss Before he could react, Ye Manmu was sucked away by the pain from the wound he pulled in the process.

Shang Yu glanced up, and the woman who was closing her eyes and inhaling in breath slowed down a lot.

Ye Mangmao could clearly feel the touch of the wound on his leg, and with medical gloves, the temperature of Shang Ji's hand still reached her skin, and there was a burning sensation, but it didn't hurt.

It was a strange feeling, but it just overshadowed the pain in his legs.

However, even though Shang Ji treated his wounds, Ye Mangmao still couldn't pull his face to look at him.