: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (72)

Author: Yaoli

Yue Ling's voice was trembling: "Brother Yan..."

Yan Ran took a deep breath, pulled his tie, and asked coldly: "Why did you hit someone?"

Yue Ling clenched his fists and said nothing.

"Don't speak?" Yan Ran's expression was cold and his voice was deep and oppressive. "You are no longer a child. Do you know what you were doing just now?"

"Why are you so old and you still don't have any brains?"

"What else do you do besides cause trouble?"

Yue Ling's eyes slowly widened and turned red. He could hardly believe it. They were full of grievances and sadness that were about to overflow. "How could you say that to me?"

Yan Ran sneered, "Am I wrong? Do you know how much trouble your actions today will cause me? Can you use your brain when doing things?"

Each one of these was like a sharp ice blade piercing his heart, causing blood to drip from his body and making him look completely changed beyond recognition.

Frustration, anger, and frustration came out all at once.

He didn't expect that he would have such an image in Yan Ran's heart.

He is stupid, unreasonable, and a troublemaker like a fool!

"Yes! It's all my fault! I shouldn't have come here today! I came here because I was really sick!" His handsome face was distorted, and he became more and more eloquent, "I'm just a brainless idiot, I

He came to you because he was really sick!"

The more he spoke, the more Yue Ling's emotions became uncontrollable. The extreme anger seemed to burst through his chest and stab everyone before he gave up.

When I got to the end, I almost shouted.

Contrary to his raging anger, he could not control his trembling fingers and red eyes.

Yan Ran looked at him so out of control and angry, his eyelashes trembled fiercely, his light-colored pupils seemed to be filled with a thick layer of frost, and he pursed his lips.

There was a moment of dead silence, except for the sound of Yue Ling's furious breathing.

Yan Ran rubbed her forehead and shoulders heavily with her fingertips several times, rubbing the cold white skin on her forehead until it turned red, like peach blossom petals, not bright, but light pink.

She was really angry, but she calmed down, "Yue Ling, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Don't you know what I want to do?" Yue Ling's eyes were filled with unknown emotions, varying in light and dark, with a mocking and crazy smile on his lips, "I almost dug out my heart and showed it to you.

Can't you guess it?"

The raging, uncontrollable emotions were like flames that burned his reason to death. The thick flames were like sparks, burning his eyes red.

Yan Ran is so smart, does he really not know? Can he really not guess?

Or did you not take his words to heart at all, or did you pay attention to him as a person?

Yue Ling gritted his teeth and stared at Yan Ran fiercely.

Yan Ran's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "So is this how you express it to me?"

Yan Ran's face was cold and pale, arrogant and aloof, "Yue Ling, you are really childish."

Yue Ling listened to her saying that his passionate feelings were worthless, like a steel needle piercing his bones, and his heart seemed to be broken by a sharp blade. He gritted his teeth, as if he tasted the smell of blood like rust.

Who is Yue Ling?

He had never been so embarrassed, and the heart he had shown so much was trampled on, ignored, and belittled.

Yue Ling lowered his head, with a cold smile in his eyes. There was blood on his joints. He didn't care at all. He didn't show even a hint of pain on his face, for fear that a little bit of pain would be revealed and he would lose even his final dignity.

His tone was as calm as possible, but he was still trembling uncontrollably, "You're right, don't worry, I won't fall in love with you again in the future."

He spoke calmly, his chest rose and fell violently, and he stared at a pair of scarlet eyes, tears streaming down his eyes, fiercely and ferociously.

Roar loudly and emphasize every word.

I don’t know whether I’m trying to convince myself or scare the other person.

"I will never like it again!"

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The weather is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

Yan Ran had just finished the meeting and was holding his chin and squinting for a while.

As soon as the special assistant knocked on the door, he woke up immediately.

The special assistant came in, finished explaining the work and put the document in her hand. In addition, there was a wedding invitation printed with exquisite patterns.

"The news just came that Mr. Fu, the leader of the Fu family, and Miss Lin are getting engaged, and the engagement ceremony will be held soon." The special assistant did not dare to look at Yan Ran's face, and tried not to shake his voice: "This is a gift from the Fu family.

Invitation..."

Yan Ran lowered her eyelashes to cover the emotions in her eyes. Her pale and sickly face was as beautiful and perfect as a puppet, and her neck was slender and white.

She was silent for a long time, as if she was thinking carefully about the meaning of that sentence.

To the special assistant, time seemed to be stretched infinitely. Every minute and every second passed by was extremely long, almost suffocating him.

After a while, Yan Ran finally made a move.

Yan Ran slowly opened the invitation and read every word carefully, lingering on Fu Ji's name for a long time.

Then, she laughed.

This smile is very strange.

Without coldness, without anger, without cruelty.

It was like a normal smile, mixed with unspeakable helplessness and unspeakable bitterness.

The special assistant felt uncomfortable looking at this smile and couldn't help but advise, "Mr. Yan, if you don't want to go, why not just refuse..."

Yan Ran raised his hand to stop him.

"Of course I want to go, to witness Xiao Ji's happy moment, how can I be absent?" She lowered her eyes and smiled, like a doting parent, but the ends of her eyes were quietly turning red.

The special assistant thought, Yan Ran's heart was not as calm as on the surface, but Yan Ran also sincerely wished her well.

At the moment when the door was closed, when the special assistant looked at Yan Ran, for a moment, he felt that the pale and noble skin seemed to reveal the slightest trace of fatigue and decadence.

The hand holding the invitation.

She was slender and beautiful, and her fingertips were lightly pink. At this moment, she was clenching tightly, her fingertips were white, and her joints were blue. It seemed that she had used all her strength to lift the invitation, which was as heavy as a thousand catties.

The bright and festive colors form a sharp contrast with the pale and bluish straight lines, as if the fingertips are as cold as ice.

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After a month, Yan Ran finally returned to the villa.

At this time, she was already very tired. She just wanted to wash up quickly and lie on the bed and have a good sleep without thinking about anything.

However, the moment Yan Ran stepped into the villa, he noticed something was wrong.

Before she could react as she stood there, a tall figure slowly walked down the stairs.

The man was still handsome, wearing black pajamas, walking down the stairs step by step, with a soft smile on his lips.

It was as beautiful as a dream. Yan Ran remained motionless, as if completely stunned, and stared at him as he walked down.
Chapter completed!