"I just let her get what she deserves. Whatever you think, it's up to you."
In fact, Han Yi's skill was superior to hers, but he was not as fast as her as a killer. Ye Zhiding let out a breath, only to feel infinitely tired after finishing speaking.
Unexpectedly, when I first came here, I couldn't stay any longer. Is this my own problem? She asked herself secretly.
Before Han Yi could speak, Ye Zhiding had already said: "I will move out today."
As for the Sword of Hell, she believed she had other ways to investigate. After all, there was not only one Han Yi in the huge Han family.
With a calculation in her mind, Ye Zhiding didn't bother to look at the reactions of the three people present. She turned around and left the living room. She didn't care about staying in a place where there was no need to stay.
Ye Zhiding turned around gracefully, which suddenly gave Han Yi the illusion that he had misunderstood this woman.
For a moment, he looked at Mother Han very irritably, "I thought you had worked in the Han family for so many years, but you actually..."
He was halfway through his words, but he didn't finish. Han's mother, who had just seen his victory, had no time to be happy, but Han Yi's words suddenly made her face turn pale. Could it be that the young master has always been
Know.
Clearly aware of Han Yi's power and ruthlessness, Mother Han suddenly stepped forward, knelt down to Han Yi, and said: "Master, Master, please forgive me this time. Master, it's all Miss Bai. Miss Bai threatened me,
She was the one who threatened me and asked me to help frame Miss Ye."
In an instant, the truth came to light. Han Yi looked at the sudden change and was surprised. He just said this and the result came out.
There were only two women left in the living room, covered in cold sweat and with bloodless faces, and Han Yi had already chased Ye Zhiding to their room.
"What are you going to do?" He stood outside the door, watching the woman still packing her things. For a moment, he panicked, and he took the things in the woman's hands with one quick step.
Faintly, some guilt overflowed in his heart. He didn't choose to believe her. Maybe the woman who didn't like him to begin with hated him even more?
"Let go, Han Yi. I told you, I'll move out. What do you want?"
Ye Zhiding looked at the man in front of her coldly. The moment she turned around, she was crying ridiculously. What was even more funny was that she couldn't find any reason to cry.
I just feel that the man in front of me is too bad, too disgusting, too bastard, too stupid...
"Woman, I don't allow you to leave." He was asked to say what he was sorry for, but Han Yi couldn't say it, so he directly grabbed the back of Ye Zhiding's head and pressed his lips against her softness.
It’s not that some words are hard to say, it’s just that they are true without actions. If that’s the case, then why bother saying them again?
Ye Zhiding had no way to break away from the suffocating kiss, and she could only helplessly hammer Han Yi's chest with both hands.
In the next second, Han Yi accurately grabbed his wrist and raised it above his head.
"Woman, where are you going?"
Han Yi's dark, dark eyes stared closely at the face that was still breathtakingly beautiful despite her bare makeup, with unclear meaning.
Ye Zhiding was breathless from his kiss, but in front of this man, all her strength values seemed so unbearable.
"You let me stay here just because you want me to be your physical outlet, Han Yi, I don't understand."