Bai Ling said lightly: "Why should I want someone who hates me to the extreme to serve me? Why should I like someone who doesn't like me?"

What follows is a double entendre.

It's like throwing a pebble into a calm lake tomorrow night, causing small ripples in circles.

Although the movement was not big, it disturbed a pool of spring water.

Ming Ye looked at Bai Ling intently, her narrow eyes like a hawk looking for prey on the ground, with a fierce murderous intent.[

No one dares to challenge Ming Ye's authority, no one dares to stand in front of him again and again.

The next second, Bai Ling felt her neck tighten and was pinched hard by Ming Ye's big palm.

He looked at her with cold eyes: "Who are you?"

It is not particularly strange for a person to lose his memory after falling down the stairs.

But would it be strange if her previous living habits and temperament had all changed?

Bai Ling's heart suddenly tightened, as if Ming Ye's hand was not on her neck, but on her heart.

With fear, anger and difficulty in her eyes, she shouted:

"Tomorrow... night, early in the morning, why are you so crazy... tell me, if I'm not Lanshan, who else could I be?"

"You are not weak at all."

Bai Ling bit her lower lip and simply gave up.

"Yes, I... am not Lan Shan. I am not the Lan Shan who liked you before and gave up everything for you, and became devoid of dignity and self-esteem for you."

Bai Ling thought she was dead this time, and Ming Ye already suspected that she was in love with her.

Although she knew that her body was always weak, she was still scared to death.

But what she didn't expect was that Young Master Ye suddenly let her go.

He looked at her stepmother with his eyes, and then walked downstairs without saying a word.

Bai Ling covered her chest and kept coughing...

Ming Ye's actions surprised Bai Ling. After calming down for a while, she was stunned for a while and shouted to Ming Ye's Bai Ying: "Hey, Ming Ye..."
Chapter completed!