Yan Ran was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

"Gege--- Gege--- it's not good, Gege ---" Xiaocui ran all the way into the kitchen.

Frowning slightly, Yanran put down the kitchen knife in her hand, "If I let my mother know that you can't change this habit of yelling, she will be so angry that she will be dizzy!" ”

Xiao Cui gasped for breath, "Gege,--- Gege, I'll tell you --- --- just ---"

"Oops! No one rushed to tell you, what are you anxious about, just pant evenly. ”

After a few breaths, he spoke: "Gege, do you know? I just heard from someone that the small study over there is often haunted, and some people once got up in the middle of the night and saw ghost fires floating there, and the shadow of female ghosts. When Xiao Cui talked about such a thing, her face couldn't help but turn pale, as if she had really seen it.

Yan Ran rolled her eyes when she heard this, she was originally a modern person, and she didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, but she was scared enough to look at this Xiaocui, and her hands were clenched tightly.

Yan Ran smiled at her, "You rat gall, alas! There are no ghosts and gods in this world, don't think about it anymore, when have you ever seen a ghost? ”

Ignoring Xiao Cui, who was pale, Yanran took out the last xiaolongbao and pouted: "Xiao Cui, you bring these to the bedroom." ”

A table of food has been put on the table, Yan Ran sat down along the table, dragging her chin with one hand, and waited thoughtfully for Qingyuan.

Qingyuan walked in in court clothes, with a pair of sharp eyebrows. He swept coldly towards Yanran and threw the letterhead in his hand on the table.

"What's going on?" He said coldly.

Yan Ran paused and picked up what had been placed on the table.

What is it?

She picked up the letterhead, flipped it open and looked at it, wondering what the hell was going on.

"Lord Belle ---" looked at Qingyuan in front of him in a panic, Xiaocui didn't know what to do.

"Get out!"

Xiaocui was still stunned and didn't know what to do, Yanran had already jumped up from the stool and wanted to rush out.

Qingyuan easily grabbed her and rudely pushed her to the ground.

He raised his hand and slapped Yanran hard.

Yanran's head was fanned to the side, her head buzzed, and the smell of blood overflowed from her mouth that was impossible to ignore.

Yanran was annoyed. Raised his head defiantly: "Didn't you tell me to go out?" ”

Qingyuan's eyes hooked directly at Yan Ran, and he ordered without resistance: "Xiaocui, go out!" ”

Xiaocui was not at ease, but she couldn't help, so she looked at Yan helplessly and then retreated quietly.

In the end, there were only the two of them left in the room, and Qingyuan was like a panther about to seize the prey, slowly approaching Yanran step by step.

Yanran closed her eyes, her heart had never beaten so fast, she was afraid of this man now, so afraid that she didn't have the courage to touch his gaze.

The man's footsteps approached until they stopped in front of him. Qingyuan raised her hand and pinched Yanran's chin vigorously, forcing her to look up at herself.

Yanran only felt a sharp pain in her jaw, and she snorted.

His cold face, half clearly visible, half hidden in the faint candlelight, the sharp and cold eyes, looking at Yanran.

"What do you want to do?"

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Qingyuan stretched out his hand and roughly dragged Yanran in front of him, "Say, what's going on with this love letter?" Qingyuan's deep voice sounded like endless cruelty hidden in Yan Ran, and he squinted at Yan Ran expressionlessly, his eyes revealing the unhappiness of running out of patience.

Love letters? Annoyed, she asked, "Where did you get this faith?" I didn't know there was such a letter. ”

"I don't know!" Qingyuan sneered.

"I said I don't know, I just don't know, I don't understand whose letter it is."

"You still dare to quibble, do you think that if you are sneaky, you can be unaware?"

Snorted, Yanran laughed: "When did I sneak around?" I've always been upright and bright, where did I get my sneak? ”

"Okay, you still won't admit it, will you? Should I confront you face-to-face with Yanhong and see who is lying? ”

"Brilliant red?" What the hell is going on, she's all confused!

"Why don't you dare? Thinking about how to fulfill a lie? Qingyuan smiled coldly.

"What kind of letter is this, and to whom it is written, I have no idea why you say it is mine." Damn, who the hell wrote that letter.

Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, and said sarcastically: "You want to see Yonglin in private, so I wrote a letter and handed it to Ah Fu, a little guy in the second door, but unfortunately Yanhong found out and picked it up, it's really better to be a person than a god." Hum! ”

"How is it possible, I have never written such a letter, I only know Yonglin Baylor, his brother is a good friend, so I know each other, and nothing else."

"Just acquaintance? To what extent do you know each other? You can really say. "The more Qingyuan talks, the more he hates, Yonglin has entered Zhan Yanran's heart one step earlier, and it has always been a lingering pimple in his heart, and now she is already his wife, but she is still reluctant to give up on Yonglin, secretly Chen Cang, she is really damned!

"Bastard, stink bug--- what nonsense are you talking about? What is acquaintance to what extent? Yan Ran glared at Qingyuan indignantly, why did he accuse her of having a lover again and again, did he have to pour dirty water on himself?

"I want to deny it now, don't you? Have you forgotten? On that page of the letterhead you sent, in which you personally admitted that your heart belonged, could it be that person was not Yonglin, but someone else? ”

She forgot, but that's because --- why did she explain that it was his own evil deeds in front of him, and it was a matter of course that she didn't want to marry him, so why should he accuse himself?

"How do you know it's me that night?" Yan Ran was sure he hadn't seen her face that night.

"There's your smell on the veil, the scent of osmanthus."

So, he just convicted her of her crime, and the letter put her in a situation from which she could never recover, even if she wanted to explain something, would he believe it?

"You have nothing to say?" Yan Ran stubbornly raised her chin, "Yes, he is my lover, are you happy, are you satisfied?" ”

It's one thing to know it, but it's another thing to hear Yan Ran admit it in person, Qingyuan got up angrily: "Come on, take her to the dungeon." ”

I don't know when she had true feelings for him, she thought that from now on she would achieve true love, life and death.

It's a pity that she was wrong, it turned out to be just her own wishful thinking, and the man she fell in love with would treat her like this, and the fate was so strikingly similar.

Yanran's throat suddenly swelled with a fishy sweet rust smell, and looking at Qingyuan's increasingly cold eyes, there was still a trace of desperation.

Yan Ran was almost dragged out by her subordinates.

"I hate you, I hate you, let go of me, let go of ---"

Qingyuan didn't speak, silently like a sharp knife into her heart, suddenly stirring her flesh and blood.

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