Wang Yue's tone became more and more cold, and the cold eyes made people dare not look directly, and his Adam's apple moved: "Again, where is she?" ”

Yuan Feilan's face wiped a trace of unnaturalness, and then pretended to smile calmly: "You said that Su Tong had an accident, I was also very anxious, we drank coffee together before?" ”

The man on the other side sneered, his eyes full of stings were extremely sharp, the corners of his mouth moved again, and his tone increased several times the decibels: "Say it one last time, or I will let you know what unscrupulous means are." Where is she? If anything happens to her, I'll get it back on you. ”

Yuan Feilan's fearless face under the delicate makeup was still as calm as before, and her eyes were unwavering. She smoothed the hair that fell from her back behind her ears, naturally without the slightest hint of nervousness.

He stood up, his tall back was much taller than Yuan Feilan, who was sitting, his eyes glared at her, and then the lips on his mouth moved: "I thought Miss Yuan was a smart person, but I didn't expect to be so uninteresting." ”

Yuan Feilan had no choice but to look up at him, the calm on his face was in the depths of his eyes, and the unknown panic still came.

This time, she tried to avoid Wang Yue's gaze. Even so, Yuan Feilan's aura is still really powerful. She stretched out her knuckled hand and looked at it in the air. The slender fingers were white and tender, and the fiery red nails reflected in her eyes.

Under the flaming red lips, white teeth appeared from time to time when she spoke: "I really don't know, how dare I touch the woman that Mr. Wang has a crush on?" ”

Speaking of Mr. Wang's woman, Yuan Feilan deliberately glanced at Wang Yue, the emotions on his face were extremely complicated, and his eyes were like torches.

He's sad, he's in pain, it's tormenting him.

At the corners of Yuan Feilan's fiery red mouth, a tiny lip was outlined. She glanced at Wang Yue with a smile: "It turns out that Mr. Wang is also like me, he can't love it, it's really pitiful." ”

Yuan Feilan laughed self-deprecatingly, and the laughter was a little desolate. 123 Literary Network

Wang Yue's eyes were deep, but the fire-devouring eyes continued to look at her, and smiled confidently.

"Don't do anything out of the ordinary in the name of love, don't think it's excusable. No one will forgive you. Including me. I like her, but I'm not like you, I like her for her good, and you like him and you make yourself guilty. Wang Yue said meaningfully.

Yuan Feilan snorted lightly, not taking what he said in her eyes.

The pair of glamorous eyes were not shocked, and the fiery red lips were slightly opened: "You don't understand my feelings for Yuan Zhi'an, and Soho is just her own doing." ”

This sentence made Wang Yue interested, and he raised his eyebrows: "How can you do it yourself?" ”

Yuan Feilan just raised the corners of her mouth and didn't say anything.

Wang Yue suddenly became irritable, and his tone was sharp: "I have run out of patience, Yuan Feilan, you don't have to talk to me so much." ”

He suddenly used his slender fingers to hit the throat of the woman in front of him, and Yuan Feilan looked at this hand without warning with a frightened expression, and her brows furrowed deeply.

"Say." A word spit out from Wang Yue's mouth, making her shudder.

Yuan Feilan's bodyguard on the side was at a loss, and he wanted to step forward and looked at Wang Yue's menacing appearance and didn't dare to move. So I just stood there and watched worriedly.

"You put your hands down first, and I said, 'Am I not going to tell you?' What do I say about you, let it go first. Yuan Feilan's tone was very soft, and she glanced at Wang Yue's believing gaze again.

Wang Yue finally put her hand down, and she breathed a sigh of relief.