"He doesn't need to be worthy, as long as he is Shen Mosheng, it's enough." When she said this, the corners of Han Yingying's eyes and eyebrows were filled with a thick sense of happiness, as long as anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was really happy.

That happy expression deeply stung Ye Haofan's eyes, and he interrupted Han Yingying irritably: "Don't say it again." ”

He even wanted a smile that was a luxury, but that man could have Han Yingying's whole heart.

"The night is vast, give up, count me begging you, you saved me, I don't want to take revenge."

"In this life, you don't want me to give up." Ye Haofan let go of Han Yingying, and pressed his right hand tightly against his colic stomach, his face became whiter and paler.

"Do you still want to deal with Shen Mosheng?"

"What, he can't bear to let you intercede?" The night is full of cold humming.

If that's the case, he won't even have any interest in playing, and he will crush that man with one move, so that he will never turn over in his life.

"He didn't know that I came to you, because I didn't want this pointless war to continue."

"Pointless? Han Yingying, you are wrong, this is a very meaningful war that I must win. Ye Haofan's hand grabbed the clothes harder, so hard that the fingers hurt and were about to break.

"Even if you win, I won't be with you." Han Yingying calmly stated a fact.

Ye Haofan sneered: "I can't help you then." Han Yingying, one day, you will come and beg me for you. ”

"The night is vast and daylight, and it is not suitable for talking in dreams." Han Yingying got up, grabbed her bag and left.

There was no need to continue, and every action and word of the night showed that he couldn't stop there.

"Han Yingying......" Ye Haofan suddenly got up and grabbed Han Yingying's wrist.

Why did you give up like this? Why don't you talk to him anymore?

Did she care too much about that man, or did she disdain to stay with him?

"Let it go." Han Yingying looked at him calmly, and there was nothing to say without speculation.

Ye Hao was so fierce that he pulled and hugged Han Yingying, as if he was going to rub her into his bones and blood, and his voice was a little hoarse and a little painful: "Han Yingying ......"

"Let go of me, the enemy should not hug." Han Yingying couldn't push away the night, and she couldn't be irritable.

"Han Yingying, why can't I get to your heart no matter what I do? Do you have an iron wall in your heart, so you can watch me so painful and indifferent......"

"Let go of me." Han Yingying only said this, calm and waveless, but she stabbed Shen Mosheng's heart hard, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

"Han Yingying, you must have no heart."

That's why no matter what you do for her, you can't get into her eyes.

Han Yingying pushed Ye Hao away and turned to leave, not seeing the tall body collapse suddenly.

She has a heart, but her heart is not in Ye Haofan.

"Sir!" The housekeeper stepped forward in shock to support Ye Haofan, and hurriedly handed over the medicine.

After taking the medicine and relieving himself a little, Ye Haofan said a little weakly: "Send me back to the room to rest." ”

Since Han Yingying chose to be his enemy, there was no need for him to show mercy.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but walk to the window, wanting to look at Han Yingying again, even if it was just the back.

However, when he saw the scene downstairs, his pupils dilated, and his stomach cramped even worse, like thousands of small needles desperately flowing, and his heart seemed to be clutched tightly, and he couldn't breathe.

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