For a pampered young lady like He Xiuya, she always believed that strength in numbers was the last word, but this idea failed in front of Mark.
"Huh, you're being cruel, but if you wait, I will get this debt back sooner or later!" He Xiuya snorted coldly, put down these words, and was about to turn around and leave.
However, before she had even taken a few steps, Ye Fan suddenly stopped her and said, "Stop!!"
Forehead?
He Xiuya looked stunned, then stopped and turned around. Her expression suddenly dropped, she stared at Ye Fan coldly, and asked unconvincingly: "What's wrong? What else do you want?"
At this time, Ye Fan did not respond directly to his words, but lit a cigarette.
"call!"
After taking a deep breath from the cigarette and exhaling a faint ring of smoke, Ye Fan said slowly: "Miss He, did I tell you to leave?"
Hearing this, He Xiuya raised her eyebrows lightly, "What do you mean? Are you going to attack me?"
"I won't do it, but I will give you some color to show you, so that you know the consequences of offending me." Ye Fan said calmly, and after saying that, he took steps and walked in the direction of He Xiuya.
You..." Upon seeing this, He Xiuya took two steps back in a panic, and assumed a threatening posture, trying to scare Ye Fan.
But why does Ye Fan care so much?
I saw him taking out a silver needle from his body and pricking He Xiuya's body.
Forehead?
He Xiuya was stunned. She felt as if she had been bitten by an ant. Other than that, there was nothing unusual!
"You... what did you do to me?" He Xiuya was a little panicked, and then stared at Ye Fan warily.
At this time, Ye Fan flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said lightly: "You will know soon!"
"You..." He Xiuya wanted to curse back, but she suddenly felt that her tongue was a little awkward, as if it was out of control of her brain, "Wait? I...how did I
Do you feel like you are stuttering a bit?"
"Your mouth is so smelly, I just used acupuncture to move the acupuncture points in your mouth so that you can't even speak in the future!" Ye Fan looked at He Xiuya with interest and said lightly.
"What?" He Xiuya stared at Ye Fan with wide eyes and asked in a trembling tone.
Then, she immediately took out a mirror from her LV bag, and then looked at her lips. She found that just as Ye Fan said, the corners of her mouth were really swollen, and even her mouth was swollen.
Still a little crooked.
You know, He Xiuya spent a lot of money on plastic surgery in order to marry into the Wang family, but now her beautiful face has a crooked mouth.
So, He Xiuya glared at Ye Fan angrily and said with shame and anger, "You...you are despicable! How dare you assassinate me...please let it go...let it go...
I'm back to my old self!"
However, what made her even more desperate was that while she was cursing, her saliva was flowing out, and she even wet her clothes.
Ye Fan glanced at her with a smile, and then said slowly: "You can return to the original state if you want, but you need to promise me one thing."
"What...what happened?" He Xiuya frowned, and an ominous omen suddenly appeared in her heart.
The corner of Ye Fan's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sarcastic sneer, and said lightly: "It's very simple! Kneel down, lick the soles of our shoes clean, and I will restore you to your original state."
"What? You... you asked me to lick the soles of your shoes? You... just dream! I would rather die than lick someone's soles..."