Yan Mo was suddenly stunned, and his little face was as pale as paper in an instant. He subconsciously shrank, "What are you going to do to me?"

The short man just looked at her and smiled greedily, without saying anything, but his eyes were very naked, which made her feel disgusted from the bottom of her heart.

"I, I'm lying to you. Actually, I'm not, I'm not a lady from the Yan family, I'm just an ordinary person." She thought about their conversation just now, shook her head constantly, denying her identity.

"You are not Miss Yan's family, who is?" The tall man frowned.

Yan Mo's expression was flustered and didn't know how to answer. She just wanted to get rid of this identity as soon as possible. She subconsciously looked around, and her eyes gradually fell on Jian Wei.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, she quickly raised her hand and pointed at Jian Wei, "It's her, she is Yan Mo. I have nothing to do with the Yan family!"

The short man looked Yan Mo up and down, and couldn't help but wonder, "But you are all wearing famous brands, and you look more like a rich lady."

"No, no, these clothes are all counterfeit." Yan Mo responded in a panic, "Yes, yes, they are all parallel products, not genuine products."

The short man looked at her skeptically, but he didn't say anything else.

The tall man's brows frowned a little more tightly, and his eyes slowly shifted to Jian Wei, "Are you really the lady of the Yan family?"

Jian Wei didn't expect that Yan Mo, who was despised by her, would become smart all of a sudden and push all the bad things on her.

However, in this situation before us, Miss Yan’s identity may not be a bad thing.

Although the tall man said the same thing, he still cared about who the eldest daughter of the Yan family was.

This shows that the identity of Miss Yan’s family is useful to them. On the contrary, ordinary girls can be treated as freely and there is nothing to worry about.

She is very realistic and will not stubbornly guard against any loyal and virtuous woman. For her, the most important thing is to preserve her life at the moment.

Without life, everything is in vain.

Besides, she still has a lot of drawings that have not been completed and countless inspirations have not been realized. She doesn't want to die easily.

The only thing she loves is her comics, and what she cares about is whether she can draw all the stories she thinks of and display them in front of readers.

As for the others, she doesn't have that time and effort to think.

Therefore, Jian Wei gave up the rebuttal and chose to follow Yan Mo's words.

She slowly raised her eyes and looked at the tall man and spoke gently, "So what if it's me?"

The tall man stared at her tightly for a few seconds. Seeing her calm expression, he couldn't help laughing, "It's not so good, I just want you to help me."

Jian Wei frowned slightly, "What's the busy thing?"

A gleam quickly appeared in the tall man's eyes, and then he said to the short man, "Ninety-nine, that woman is useless, do you know what to do?"

The short man smiled and his expression gradually became fierce, "Don't worry, I naturally understand."

Yan Mo widened his eyes in disbelief, feeling that he seemed to have made something wrong, and he had a vague premonition in his heart.

She looked at the short man slowly approaching her, and couldn't help but look scared and shook her head tremblingly, "Don't come over, don't come over."

Because she was too scared, her body had fallen down and she had no strength in her hands. The strong sense of fear had spread completely in her heart.

The short man named 'Ninety-Nine' did not care about her. After untiing the rope she tied to the pillar, he pulled her hair directly, as if he was treating a livestock, and pulled her out.

Yan Mo screamed in pain, and while struggling, he shouted, "What are you doing! I am the eldest lady of the Yan family, that woman is fake! You can't treat me like this! You can't treat me like this!"

She shouted in great pain, and even Jian Wei couldn't help but frown, but the two men did not change their expressions, as if they had been used to it and were indifferent.

As the short man passed away, Yan Mo's screams gradually became smaller and finally he could no longer hear them.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I just want you to write a blood book." The tall man looked at Jian Wei and spoke slowly.

When he saw her look confused, he added, "A blood letter to get the Yan family to pay the ransom."

Jian Wei was stunned for a moment and immediately understood what this man meant.

He fell in love with Yan Mo's identity and wanted to use this to extort Yan's family for a fortune.

However, she is not the real young lady of the Yan family. The handwriting she wrote is different from Yan Mo, and she will definitely be recognized by the Yan family. The consequence will inevitably be that she will be torn to vote if she fails to threaten her.

Jian Wei thought about it, but wanted to avoid writing a blood book, so she deliberately said, "What era is it now? Who else can write with her hand? Just call the Yan family anonymously and ask me to ask for the ransom directly."

The tall man gave her an unhappy look, "Hmph, no matter how well the hidden phone number is, it will be found. We will not be so stupid and will directly expose our whereabouts."

"Then will it be easier for you to send a letter to be caught?" Jian Wei couldn't help asking.

"We will send the modified drone over there. Once it is delivered to the destination, it will immediately explode." The tall man responded slowly, his tone seemed a little proud.

"Oh, I didn't expect your technology to follow the trend."

Although Jian Wei was obedient on the surface, she had already given him ten thousand mmp in her heart.

Is it not good to use traditional methods to do technology in the era?

If she calls, she can secretly imitate Yan Mo's voice, or use the signal to make it difficult to get away with it.

However, this handwriting is certainly inimitable.

It was her first time meeting Yan Mo. Where did she see what that woman looked like when writing?

Besides, is the blood book so easy to write? How much blood does she have to release to finish it? Will she just let her dry?

Although she was full of complaints and complaints in her heart, she had no choice.

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It will be available tomorrow. The updates at 6 o'clock in the morning will be held at twelve noon. The little cuties remember to grab the building on time, hehehe...

Recommend friend Yu Ciciwen "Immortal Lord, your peach blossoms are so sweet"

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After marriage

Jiaoqiao slapped the table with anger, "Why didn't you tell me that you are the Immortal Lord? Divorce! You must divorce!"

The beauty had no choice but to spread her hands, "There is information on the college, have you never read it?"

Jiaoqiao: "...I don't care, I want to divorce!"

The beauty pinched her chin and looked at her, then suddenly grabbed her hand, "Let's go, let's go."

She blinked her apricot eyes and held her face expectantly, "Go to divorce?"

"No!"

The beauty glanced at her with a cold look, "To prevent you from cheating, tie another 9,999 red lines."

Jiaoqiao: "I @￥?/..."

This is probably a peach blossom monster with a low IQ. After accidentally marrying the Immortal Lord, he thinks about divorce and escape all day long.
Chapter completed!