Chapter 172: Do you want Ye Liusha's life?
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Zheng Xiaolin looked at Wu Shan with a pale color, and then looked at Murong Mobai.
She never dreamed that two years ago, this thing that she thought was seamless would be known to him.
"Your Highness will reveal the truth, I'm afraid it won't do you any good!" She bit her lip vigorously, looked at Murong Mobai, and said pointedly, "Your Highness, you have great powers, you must know that Cun Hao is still in love with Ye Liusha, if he knows the truth, he will definitely go to Ye Liusha desperately, and Ye Liusha ...... I'm afraid that I will not have any feelings for Jiang Cunhao, and when the time comes, they will eventually become married...... Your Highness, you are as abandoned as I am. You can't be as smart as you do something that doesn't do you any good, right? ”
After Zheng Xiaolin finished speaking, she looked at Murong Mobai calmly, full of confidence.
Silent.
There was silence in the room for a long time, and the air seemed to be stagnant, and it was eerily quiet.
"Are you threatening me?" Murong Mobai sneered, like a ghost.
"If Your Highness wants to understand it like this, then understand it like this." Zheng Xiaolin raised her head and said with an arrogant face.
Pride?
Wu Shan thought it was ridiculous!
If the woman in front of her was really arrogant, she wouldn't have gotten a man that way!
It's just a fake high!
But blind and arrogant, thinking that he saw that His Highness cared about Madame's thoughts, His Highness wouldn't do anything to her?
"Your Highness, what you want is Ye Liusha, what I want is Jiang Cunhao, I think we should cooperate. It's better not to do things that aren't beneficial to each other......" Zheng Xiaolin raised her head and looked at Murong Mobai with confidence.
Looking at her confident look, Wu Shan felt funny!
"Wu Shan, immediately pass on the truth to the Jiang family."
After Murong Mobai finished speaking, he stood up, walked on his long legs, and walked without looking back.
Murong Mobai said that he would leave, but Zheng Xiaolin was unexpected......
By the time she could react, her mind went blank!
Did he tell the Jiang family everything she did?
Isn't her life over?
No!
No!
How can this be!
"Miss Zheng, it's already been sent."
At this time, Wu Shan's voice interrupted Zheng Xiaolin's thoughts, and he put his laptop in front of Zheng Xiaolin.
The three words "sent" displayed on it deeply stimulated Zheng Xiaolin, her legs were weak, and she fell to the ground weakly.
Wu Shan looked at Zheng Xiaolin, who was sluggish, and sneered in his heart:
Originally, His Royal Highness might have given her another chance, but it was a pity that this woman was hopelessly trying to touch her bones with eggs.
Bite off more than one can chew! Suicide!
Wu Shan also left after doing what Murong Mobai ordered, leaving Zheng Xiaolin to sit on the ground alone until the waiter came to catch up with people......
She didn't know how she got out of the box, she just felt that the sky had fallen, and the whole person was in a mess!
Finished!
Mrs. Jiang didn't like her in the first place, so she would definitely cancel her marriage contract with Jiang Cunhao desperately.
And Jiang Cunhao must hate her to death......
Zheng Xiaolin never dreamed that her two-year deliberate operation would be ruined......
Ye quicksand, it's all you!
I hate you!
I hate you to death!
Zheng Xiaolin cursed Ye Liusha in her heart over and over again, as if all this was caused by Ye Liusha.
If she could, she really wanted Ye Liusha's life!
"Doot-doo-doo-"
At this time, the mobile phone rang, and Zheng Xiaolin picked it up mechanically.
"Miss Zheng, do you want Ye Liusha's life?" A mysterious male voice came from the other end of the phone.
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At this time, Murong Mobai appeared and asked Ying Xiche to leave here with Ye Liusha.
Ying Xiche took Ye Liusha back to the box, and at this time, Ye Liusha's mobile phone rang, but it was Jiang Cunhao calling
Jiang Cunhao asked Ye Liusha to see him for the last time.