"What? Do you want me to starve to death?" Ning Yichen said, then lowered his head and rinsed his mouth.

He completely gave Yan Qingqing a very unfamiliar feeling.

"How could you think so?" Yan Qingqing looked at him with heartache.

"Is this wrong idea?" Ning Yichen then raised his eyes and looked at her.

Seeing her wearing a white dress, he squinted his eyes slightly in a trance. This was the first time he saw her wearing a dress other than red.

A sarcastic curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. She had been learning to wear a red dress over the years. Unfortunately, she could never replace Jiaojiao.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you here?" he asked in a cold tone.

Yan Qingqing kept looking at his expression, mocking his expression, deeply hurting her heart. She lowered her head and asked, "Did you see my sister?" Her tone was very calm. In the past year, they had never sat down like this before and spoke well.

"Sister..." Ning Yichen looked at her coldly and sarcastically, with contemptuous eyes and sneered: "You deserve to call her sister? Didn't you tell me that your sister is dead? How can I see her?"

He saw Jiaojiao, and it was because of his meeting that he was so angry and couldn't wait to take back together and then kill her.

If it weren't for her secret designs back then, how could he and Jiaojiao be separated?

Jiaojiao has suffered too much, and he will not do anything for the rest of his life, just to compensate them, mother and son.

Therefore, whenever he sees this woman, he will be full of hatred at all times.

Yan Qingqing was a little confused in an instant. He had indeed changed like a different person these days.

If he hadn't seen Yan Jiaojiao, why did he do this?

Because of Yan Jiaojiao's death, he has lived in pain and guilt over the past year, and even gave up on himself.

I wish I could die immediately and accompany Yan Jiaojiao.

When Yan Qingqing heard this, no matter how deep it is to go into this topic, she is not sure that she will not mention this matter easily when he sees Yan Jiaojiao.

She suddenly smiled and said, "Yi Chen, watching you cheer up, this is a blessing for the Wuling Continent."

But it was not her blessing. He really didn't have the slightest status in his heart.

Ning Yichen looked at her coldly and said word by word: "If I don't cheer up again, my Wuling Continent will change hands."

Ning Yichen's words were very straightforward.

Yan Qingqing's face turned pale in an instant, and her fists under her white wide sleeves were tightly clenched together.

It turned out that he had already noticed it, no wonder the person who suddenly changed her.

She pretended to be incomprehensible and asked: "What does your Lord mean by saying this? You and I have no children, who will you give the country of Wuling Continent to the future? Haven't you decided yet? Who dares to have the idea of ​​Wuling Continent?"

Ning Yichen leaned back, raised his eyes, and looked at her with a strange and cold look: "There is such a dog who is ambitious and shameless in coveting this Wuling Continent, so I will naturally be on guard against it."

When Yan Qingqing heard this, she looked at him angrily, a wolf-like ambitious dog thing?

hehe!!

His speech was getting more and more excessive.

She planned the world just to have a way out.

In his eyes, it was a wolf's ambition, so good! Very good!

The end was finally reached between them.

Her skin is as white as snow, and there is almost no trace of blood on her face, and it is as bright as snowflakes.

"Yi Chen, between us..."

"Nothing is between us!" Ning Yichen interrupted her ruthlessly.

He deliberately narrowed the murderous aura, revealing a cold murderous aura.

"Nothing?" Yan Qingqing murmured these words in a low voice. The murderous aura emanated from his body made the sweat spread between her eyebrows. At this time, she looked helpless as she was gentle.

This man is really ruthless!

"We are a couple for a hundred years, do you really have no feelings for me?" Her beautiful phoenix eyes stared at him deeply.

Ning Yichen maintained his original posture, his eyes were full of disdain, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sarcastically said: "Yan Qingqing, do you think there will be a trace of emotion for the happiness you deceived?"

Every word of his was like a sharp knife, deeply inserted into her heart, and it hurt, and her whole body was so painful that she had never felt like this before. The pain made her want to die immediately.

"Do you think there will be a trace of emotion in the happiness you cheated on?" This is simple, but it is so ruthless.

She choked and felt sore: "Ning Yichen, we have finally come to an end." This sentence seemed to be more comfortable when she said it.

"You should have seen this clearly for a long time." Ning Yichen's tone was still cold, his voice was like the thousand-year-old ice on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

There was no emotion on that cold face.

Yan Qingqing smiled bitterly and said sarcastically: "Yes, I have always been persistent and obsessed with it. I thought that as long as I stand firm, I could get the happiness I want. It turns out that after living for these two hundred years, I spent my life in deception."

"Just understand!" Ning Yichen took a deep breath, and there was still unconcealed hatred in his tone.

Yan Qingqing suddenly stood up, looked at Ning Yichen, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

As he smiled, tears couldn't help but flow out.

She choked and said word by word: "Ning Yichen, I have never left you for so many years, and have been by your side. I have never done anything to be sorry for you. But what about you, I have seen my company for many years, so how can you thank me?"

"I am unwilling to give up, what do you want? What do you want? You have been with me for a hundred years and deceived me for a hundred years. My life has become painful and guilty because of you. All my happiness has been destroyed overnight by you. Do I still want to thank you?" Ning Yichen was furious and the anger that had endured over the past year erupted at this moment. His eyes were frivolous and arrogant, and his narrow peach blossom eyes were filled with extremely angry hatred.

"Ning Yichen, is it all because I love you?" Yan Qingqing roared in pain.

"No, love is not design, not possession. You love me, but I don't love you! I never love you. Even if the women in this world are dead, I won't love you!" Ning Yichen also suddenly stood up, glared at Yan Qingqing and roared!

"Woo woo..." Yan Qingqing cried bitterly in despair, looking at the man in front of him who was heartbroken and angry, his heart was as if he was shattered.

She felt that she had won the whole world, but from the beginning, she lost a lot.

Ning Yichen couldn't feel any pity for Yan Qingqing who was crying bitterly. All he had was the abominable face of this woman. His life was ruined by deception and plot, so how could he not hate him?
Chapter completed!