The two confronted each other.

Song Jia is a person with strong self-esteem.

She can apologize, but she won't bow her head.

She can admit her mistakes, but she won't give up.

It's like now.

She looked at Yu Chenglan's eyes, and she could see that he was hiding his angry emotions.

"Song Jia...... Don't force me to tear my face. ”

She must be Cheng Ye's robbery.

I want Cheng Ye to spend his life safely.

She absolutely forbade to go near him.

Song Jia's back was as straight as green bamboo.

"It's not the first time I've been threatened, Brother Lan, you know me, I never like to bow my head."

"I just want you to tell me what happened to Cheng Ye three years ago!"

The last sentence.

She almost yelled!

She desperately wanted to know.

What the hell she didn't know.

Did Cheng also commit suicide?

Why?

He looks so powerful!

And how could it be because of one her!

Just kill yourself!

Song Jia's mind was buzzing.

But there was only one thought.

Firm and persistent!

She must be! We have to figure out what really happened!

However......

Yu Chenglan on the other side didn't have time to speak.

on the stairs.

The sound of footsteps steading and staring stepped up calmly and powerfully.

Separated by several meters.

The dark and cold aura swept over the world.

This familiar aura......

Song Jia chuckled inwardly.

She was standing right at the top of the stairs.

As the sound of footsteps approached.

In the direction of the staircase, a black hat.

Crush the edges.

Popped up.

Follow.

It's a black sweatshirt.

Sweatpants to the knee.

Sneaker.

The man put his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt.

When I slowly raised my head.

Those slender eyes.

Cold and sharp.

When the line through the brim of the hat swept in.

Like a bullet, it broke through the air.

To penetrate is to die.

Song Jia saw the person coming and staggered suddenly.

The pupils shrank suddenly.

Yu Chenglan also realized that something was wrong.

Turned around—

"Xiaoya...... How do you ......"

Yu Chenglan's words were not finished.

Cheng was interrupted.

His voice was exactly the same as the cold aura around him.

"You go back first."

When Yu Chenglan heard this, her brows furrowed, "But ......"

He didn't worry that he and Song Jia were here alone.

"I'm the captain."

When it is not necessary, Cheng never oppresses people as a captain.

Especially.

treats Yu Chenglan like this, and sees himself as a respectable person like his own brother.

Yu Chenglan stared at him for three seconds.

Moved the next step.

Past reluctantly patted him on the shoulder.

A word whispered in his ear.

"Really...... Don't repeat the mistakes of the past. ”

He only has one life.

Song Jia has been played to the point of danger.

One more time.

He will surely die.

Cheng didn't speak.

Yu Chenglan took a step and slowly went downstairs.

He waited downstairs.

Won't let anything go up to bother me anymore.

After all......

There is also a person with more than 10 million followers on it.

……

Second floor.

The air seemed to be still.

Song Jia didn't even blink her eyes during the whole process.

stared at Cheng Ye deadly.

But he kept his head half-bowed.

The brim of his hat was pressed down, and his full face could not be seen at all.

Song Jia was so excited that her hands trembled.

Cheng ...... Cheng Ye...... You, your hands. Is it better? ”

She didn't know what to say.

But remember.

He had just been wounded in his hand.

Concerned about a word.

Cheng didn't speak again.

It's cold all over.

"I—I know you don't want people to know about my past with you...... But, I'm—I'm really worried about you......"

Song Jia's voice trembled a little.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head.

Those bloodshot eyes.

Like a violent wolf.

Revealing a dangerous light –

And in an instant, it became so indifferent again.

It exudes an innocuous coolness.

He scoffed, full of sarcasm.

"Miss Song, do we have a past?"