Although it was an inquiry, he had already determined in his heart that An Ran had acted. After all, An Ran did act that morning.

Hearing the blame in his voice, An Ran felt a sense of anger as he felt dull and ache.

Why did he decide that it was her who did it immediately? Even if he loves Song Jiamei, he can't be so irrelevant to right or wrong, right?

"Hey, Meng Zekun, don't go too far. We have nothing to say when you betray An Ran, but you can't insult us An Ran like this. Even if we beat her up, An Ran felt dirty." Before An Ran could speak, Long Jiayi, who was standing beside An Ran, couldn't stand An Ran's side, and her body moved to block An Ran behind her.

Hearing Long Jiayi's words, a sigh immediately sounded in the quiet room, and the look of Meng Zekun was also disdainful.

It turns out that this is a man who betrays Anran, and he really cannot behave like a person.

Hearing the sighs of everyone, Meng Zekun's face also became very ugly. He stared at Long Jiayi standing in front of An Ran, and called An Ran's name again, but this time the voice became much colder.

"An Ran, was it your move?"

Listening to the ruthless voice, An Ran, who was standing behind Long Jiayi, was blurred with her eyes by a mist, but she just tried hard to take a deep breath, not wanting to let the tears fall.

Ye Zi and Peng Jingling, who were standing beside An Ran, couldn't help but feel anger in their hearts when they saw her endurance. Two pairs of sharp eyes shot at the man who was questioning An Ran at the same time.

Meng Zekun seemed not to see the two gazes that seemed to be about to kill him. He just took a step forward, stared straight at the back of the three of them, and spoke again: "Did you move your hand?"

An Ran looked silently at the figures in the gap, and a line of clear tears fell quietly under Meng Zekun's tight voice.

Never expected that she would be so unbearable in his mind. Song Jiamei's words actually made him lose his impression of her for eight years.

"Song Anran."

Meng Zekun's voice came again, and he was already full of anger. An Ran took a deep breath, and there was a trace of clarity in his eyes. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, pushed away the sisters protecting her, and walked out.

Since he is ruthless, why should she be sad? Even if she doesn't love her, she can't slander her so much.

An Ran's steps were extremely heavy. Every time she took a step, the coldness in her heart became more and the love was frozen. Until the moment when Meng Zekun stood still, her heart was frozen like cold snow.

Even though she had said that she had never met each other that day, she still held a trace of hope in her heart.

I hope that even if he abandoned his love for the past eight years, even if he didn't love him, he could be a stranger from now on.

At least, as a stranger, she could still retain that little bit of self-esteem. But now, she realized that she was wrong, and she was very wrong. Now, he didn't even want to do a stranger. Like Song Jiamei, he didn't want to let her go.

Meng Zekun's anger broke out inexplicably as An Ran walked out step by step, and when he saw the gauze on her left hand, his eyes became deep and dark.

she……

"I haven't touched her." An Ran looked at his dark eyes, his voice unfolding.

When she met An Ran's gaze, Meng Zekun suddenly realized that he could not look at her. Her heart suddenly tightened. When her eyes touched him, he subconsciously lowered his head but happened to face Song Jiamei with a grievance.

"Kun, it's her that she hit my forehead with a comb." Song Jiamei's eyes were dim and her trembling voice told her grievances.

Seeing Song Jiamei's eyes as if she was crying and resentful, Meng Zekun realized that he had just lost his composure. His arms were involuntarily wrapped around the person in his arms. He raised his head and met An Ran's eyes, and said expressionlessly: "I will only tolerate this time again. If I see you attack her in the future, I will not tolerate it anymore."

"I only said it once again. I didn't touch her. If I touched her, there would be five thunderstorms in the sky." Ignoring Song Jiamei's intentional provocation and discord, An Ran just stared at the tall man and swore a vicious voice again.

His simple action had already told her that his decision made her feel heartbroken, and also reduced her love for him by another point.

Ye Zi's heart that was a little hesitant when she attacked Song Jiamei was gone at this moment.

Listening to the cold voice in his ears, Meng Zekun raised his head in surprise, and suddenly bumped into his eyes that had no slight waving. His heart couldn't help but sank down, and a cold air reached his heart.

How could she become like this?

She has always been a gentle little girl, but when did she become so strange? She never spoke like this before.

"You're talking nonsense. You obviously took out a comb and smashed it to me. They can testify." Seeing Meng Zekun hesitated, Song Jiamei immediately walked out of his arms because she had two followers, glared at An Ran, and pointed her hand towards the two girls who had just followed her.

She was very confident in her two followers. This happened more than once or twice before, and they worked closely with her.

But no one spoke for a long time. Song Jiamei turned around suspiciously and found that there was no one in her fingers. There were many people watching the fun in the room, but no one stood there.

Meng Zekun looked at the empty direction and frowned slightly, and his face immediately became gloomy.

"I, what I said is true, Kun, you have to believe me." Seeing his changes, Song Jiamei panicked and shook his arm pitifully and said hurriedly.

"Tsk, Miss Song, please be smarter even if you slander someone, right?" Ye Zi sneered at Song Jiameira, who was acting, and walked out step by step, pointing to the people around her and said, "No one has proved that Anran has hit you, but everyone in the room can testify that she didn't hit you."
Chapter completed!