Chapter 192: I'm sincere
As the terrible screams outside rang out, the whole person present trembled, and some people almost fainted to the ground at one point.
"This method is too ruthless!"
"The woman who touched the young master of the Ye family naturally killed herself, and she did not deserve sympathy."
"How can this woman be entangled with the two young masters of the Ye family......
The man walked up unhurriedly and grabbed the frantic woman.
The force was so great that it almost ripped off her coat.
"Mr. Ye, you are a high young master, there is no need to embarrass me as a little doctor, is it really good?"
She raised her head, her bright eyes radiating a determined light, undaunted by his pressure.
I don't know what to do!
A wave of anger rose in his heart, and Ye Qiongyu's eyes were full of coldness and anger.
Seeing this, An Yuqi curled the corners of her lips and smiled indifferently, she slowly walked in front of him.
The smile is full of care.
The faint scent of the woman's body came, but it didn't fit in with the cold face.
"I'm curious, the children are dead, what else are you going to do? Or is it that I didn't die when I fell off the cliff, and I couldn't fulfill you and your little lover, so Ye Shao refused to let me go? β
"You have the ability to say it again!"
The man's hands clenched into fists, and his nails pierced into his palms.
The pain came, but it was less than one ten-thousandth of what he had in his heart.
His eyes were like a sword, piercing into the man's heart, and An Yuqi's hand was placed on his lower abdomen.
Before, there was a little life there, pouring all its hopes for the future.
But now, now she has nothing.
"Why not? Ye Shao is so hypocritical, so good at suppressing others by force, are you afraid of me saying it? β
Hearing this, Han Cheng felt a little furious in his heart, and glanced at his president's face uneasily.
Sure enough, his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.
The two confronted each other, Ye Qiongyu suddenly smiled, and his black sword eyebrows rose.
"I'll tell you An Yuqi, if you want to leave, there is no door!"
As he finished speaking, he grabbed her arm.
"Let's go!"
The man is infinitely powerful, but she is a woman, and there is no way to get rid of it, so she simply bites it.
"Hiss......"
gasped, the man didn't let go, frowned slightly, and directly picked him up.
The people around consciously moved out of the way and watched the two leave.
Ye Zifan, who was sitting in the car, just watched the two of them leave, and smashed his fist on the steering wheel angrily.
With a "bang", the steering wheel quickly rolled into the car.
Royal Villa.
"Smack"!
The crystal ashtray smashed to the ground, and Wang Yajun went crazy and didn't look like a lady at all.
Her beautiful face was full of resentment and made people shudder.
This slut, if she counts her fate, she has nothing to do!
"You're a fucking shit, you can't even handle a woman, you can't even handle such a thing, what face do you have to come to see me?"
She was so angry that she couldn't breathe, and her whole brain was buzzing, just wanting to strangle An Yuqi to death.
The bright red manicure that I had just done was broken in this case.
"Miss Wang, why are you so angry!"
An Zhimi, who came to be a guest, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip slightly, and then unconsciously stroked the long hair next to her ears, looking very leisurely.
Seeing her face that was somewhat similar to An Yuqi, Wang Yajun was annoyed.
"What sour things do you say, if you don't have a problem with your brain and do things so unreliable, will I be angry? You're really not a good thing, just like that cheap hoof. β
choked back by this sentence, An Zhimi's continuous rise turned red, and she couldn't help but feel that she was clenching the corners of her skirt.
If it weren't for her status as the daughter of the Wang family, she would have gone up to fight to the death.
She didn't even die when she even moved the brakes of the racing car, how could this make her Wang Yajun willing?
Walking around the room irritablely, Wang Yajun began to turn around like an ant on a hot pot.
"Miss, will you have some soup?"
A servant walked in and lowered the tray in his hand.
Without thinking about it, he reached out his hand, and a sharp pain spread through his fingertips.
With a scream, Wang Yajun retracted his hand, and it was already a large piece of red.
"You little slut, you actually want to burn me to death, say, are you in the same group as that prodigal hoof?"
The hideous-looking woman grabbed the maid's hair and slapped her several times.
The skin first reddened, followed by wine.
Staring at a pair of triangular eyes, Wang Yajun seemed to fall into madness, as if the person he was dragging in his hand was An Yuqi.
The smile on her face became more and more terrifying, and she leaned down and grabbed the maid's neck, and spoke viciously.
"Die for me! All those who are towards that slut, I will not let her have a good time, you want to burn me, let me die now! β
Seeing all this, An Zhimi stepped back with palpitations, frowned and twisted her face to the side.
The yin and yang weird laughter was remembered in the empty living room, Wang Yajun let go of his hand, his hair was scattered, and his pale face was a ghostly expression.
"All the women who snatch men with me have to die! And you! β
She roared loudly and focused her eyes on An Zhimi.
"If it weren't for my cousin's slut who confronted me today, I wouldn't have come to you......"
Seeing her at this time, An Zhimi was extremely scared, and hurriedly said goodbye without daring to say anything.
Settle down.
A hurried phone rang.
An Zhimi's whole body trembled, and then slowly groped for the phone to pick up.
"Xiaomi, what are you doing? Why don't you see you, come and accompany me these two days? β
It's actually Brother Qi!
An Zhimi's hand shook, the phone fell to the ground with a clatter, and the sound coming from the earpiece was extremely clear in the small room.
"You can't be, forget who came to beg me in the first place, right?"
A seemingly plain question, but it made her panic, and she hurriedly grabbed her mobile phone.
"Brother Qi, I'm a little unwell today, so ......"
One of her faces was as white as a blank piece of paper, bloodless, and her heart was even more up-and-down.
The man on the other end of the phone, with his sturdy arms on the outside of the bathtub, had a large flower snake coiled on his arm, spitting letters, and did not look angry and arrogant.
A pair of small eyes showed a fierce light, and the man put his body into a more comfortable position again, and continued to speak disdainfully.
"Why, you are starting to negotiate terms with me now, An Zhimi, you are becoming more and more capable!"
With that, he sat up from the bathtub.
Soon someone trotted up and handed over a clean bath towel.
"Brother Qi."
Hearing this, An Zhimi's heart chuckled, as if she had been hit hard by something, and an ominous premonition came to her heart.
Brother Qi is not an easy person to deal with, black and white should not be underestimated, if he angers him, what kind of fate he has not seen.
Biting his lip, he grabbed the collar of his pajamas.
An Zhimi's mind flashed through that night countless times, and the man with a lewd smile on his face roamed over her body with a pair of hands.
She still remembers the disdainful smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and the fact that she was casually ruined and humiliated like a rag doll.
It's a feeling that I can't forget.
It's all to blame on that damn An Yuqi, why didn't she die earlier!
"Brother Qi, I ......"
"Looks like you haven't thought about it yet, have you? Or are you so good at taking advantage of me? β
Qi Ge raised his voice, and at the same time slammed the bath towel in his hand into the bathtub behind him.
Obviously, Brother Qi was angry, An Zhimi took a deep breath, tried to stabilize her tone, and replaced it with a flattering voice.
"How so? It's just that I'm not feeling well, and I'll be here soon. β
Hanging up the phone, An Zhimi stared at the huge floor-to-ceiling window for a long time, grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it.
With a bang, the floor-to-ceiling windows instantly fell apart.
Ye Family Villa.
An Yuqi, who was sitting next to her eating fruit, looked gloomily at the man in the apron busy back and forth in the kitchen.
It's ironic, who will show this appearance to!
Just as she was thinking nonsense, Meng Bo stepped forward with a smile.
"Madam, the young master is really good to you!"
lowered his head and picked a grape and put it in his mouth, the best imported grapes, An Yuqi only felt sour, and her voice was a little wrong.
"How could he be nice to me? He liked his sister and married me just to torture me. β
When she said this, there was a sad look in her eyes.
This scene made Meng Bo's heart feel uncomfortable for a while, and his calloused hand reached out to touch her hair.
"Girl, it's not right for you to think like this, I'm watching him grow up, whether I like you or not, Uncle Meng is in his eyes."
"You don't know how bad his mental state was when you disappeared......"
Before Meng Bo's words were finished, An Yuqi smiled self-deprecatingly.
"He just thinks I'm missing and is afraid that I'm not dead, and then comes back to interfere with that fiancΓ©e."
She raised her eyes and stared straight at the busy figure in the kitchen.
Shaking his head helplessly, Meng Bo let out a long sigh.
"Qiongyu is not such a child, please believe him, Uncle will not lie to you."
After speaking, Meng Bo leaned on his crutches and left the table and walked up the stairs.
Perhaps, it is really like what Meng Bo said? An Yuqi nodded in disbelief.
A plate of steaming red date cake was placed in front of him, and the man in front of him looked a little funny wearing an apron, and he was urging while touching his ears with his hand.
"Hurry up and taste it, it won't taste good if it's cold."
The pastry is soft and glutinous and sweet, and it is really heartfelt.
His expression eased a little, An Yuqi pushed the plate in front of him and asked with a little embarrassment.
"It's delicious, do you want it, try some too."
It seemed that he was a little unaccustomed to her sudden 180-degree turn, and the man actually hesitated for a few seconds.
Bending the corners of her lips, the two shallow pear vortices seemed a little more agile of a little girl.
Seeing such a gentle and lovely her, Ye Qiongyu's heart instinctively moved.
Fortunately, she still chose to believe him.
The two of them didn't say much, you and I ate the snacks on the table one bite at a time.
Soon, an empty plate was left in front of him.
An Yuqi wanted to say something, but felt that everything seemed awkward in such an atmosphere, so she chose to remain silent.
The arm on the table was caught by a large hand, and the man's eyes were full of determination.
"Yuqi, no matter what, please believe me in the future, okay? I really mean it to you. β
The ghost made the god worse, An Yuqi nodded subconsciously.