In one sentence, the atmosphere in the entire car was extremely cold in an instant.

Neither Li Jingting nor Ye Pianran spoke.

The car was shuttled through the artistic streets of London. Ye Pianran held his hands between his legs tightly, and Li Jingting's face was also tense.

After a quiet journey, Li Jingting finally slowly opened his thin lips: "Are you sure?"

"I'm not sure, he's dead, so many things are out of the question." Ye Pianran was silent for a few seconds and replied slowly.

Li Jingting felt a little tingling in his heart and frowned: "Do you blame me?"

Ye Pianran's eyes were filled with mist, and his throat was a little hoarse: "What you just said, "I want to kill you too, do I want to kill you?"

"You have never told me this." Li Jingting lowered his head and stared at her, his side face tensed tightly like a mountain peak, and his words seemed to squeeze out from his teeth.

"You have never told me about you, for example, why did you kill him, and for example, who are you and Nan Zhen, what are you doing."

Ye Pianran smiled slowly: "You have never told me this, and you don't even give me a reason for divorce. You have never known me seriously. If you know me, you will know that I don't like everything being kept in the dark."

"Perhaps, divorce is a good thing for both of us. Even if you know that Yan Yusong may be my father, you will not give up killing him!"

Li Jingting pursed his lips tightly and did not speak, and the carriage fell silent again.

Ye Pianran raised his head, with water droplets hanging on his long eyelashes, "Let me go down at the next intersection!"

Li Jingting pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ye Pianran put his hand on the wrench and pushed it away.

"Tell the driver to park."

Li Jingting's deep and dark eyes stared at her, and Ye Pianran's beautiful eyes were also staring at him.

Knowing that Ye Pianran was telling the truth, Li Jingting's eyes became even colder, and his big hands were tightly clutching Ye Pianran's slender wrists.

"You hate me?"

"Don't I hate you?" Ye Pianran looked up, his eyes dyed red.

Li Jingting's hand holding her wrist kept tightening, and red marks were pinched out of her fair wrist.

"Let me go." Tears from the corners of Ye Pianran's eyes slowly fell.

Li Jingting's eyes suddenly felt pain, and he held her tightly with his big hands, took her into his arms, with a broad embrace with a pure masculine aura.

Ye Pianran closed his eyes, and tears kept falling like the water of a river that broke through the dam.

"If you want to hate me, hate me! But I will not let you leave me again."

Li Jingting pressed against the back of her head, her face pressed against his chest, and the amber fragrance emanated from his body was filled with the nose.

Ye Pianran frowned and struggled hard.

"Don't you want to see Xiao Chengzi? He is now with Sister Nan Zhen." Li Jingting had no choice but to move Xiao Chengzi out.

One sentence instantly made Ye Pianran stunned.

Her breathing gradually became shallower and gradually became quiet.

Li Jingting's hand was pressed against the back of her head, and his fingers passed through her long black hair.

The car drove slowly and stopped at St. Rose Manor.

A servant came over to open the car door. Along the way, Ye Pianran had slowly calmed down. As soon as the car door opened, she immediately pushed Li Jingting away, turned around and raised her legs.

He turned his head and glanced at Li Jingting coldly, "Where is Xiao Orange?"
Chapter completed!