"When did you start to sympathize with her? Do you like her?"
The cold and biting words were like a sharp sword, piercing Zhong Muyan's heart directly. He was shocked and seemed to be shocked by these words. A slight strange feeling flashed in his heart, but he immediately denied it: "I just think you don't
She should be treated like that”
"If you like her, I'll give her to you after I've tortured enough."
"Don't you think it's worth destroying our relationship for her?"
"So, you'd better not interfere with my revenge."
Ye Hen's eyes were filled with condensed ice, which could break at any time and turn into a sharp sword that could hurt people.
Zhong Muyan stopped talking
He was also a little confused as to why he started to worry about that woman and even spoke for her.
Ye Hen stared at Zhong Muyan coldly for a while, "Go back and think about it carefully. It's not worth destroying our relationship for her."
Zhong Muyan looked at him, a hint of horror flashed in his peach blossom eyes, and then quickly disappeared. He didn't reply, turned around, and got into his sports car.
Mingyue's distressed look just now lingers in my mind for a long time.
Could it be that, as Hen said, he fell in love with that woman?
For the first time, Zhong Muyan's heart was troubled, and he felt a slight pain.
Back at the villa, Ming Yue was restrained by a strong hand. She refused to let go and walked directly to the bedroom on the second floor.
Mingyue felt the pain in her wrist being squeezed. Aunt Lan and several maids were standing there in the hall, looking at the angry Ye Hen pulling Mingyue in panic.
Mingyue was angry and tried to break free, but failed.
Arriving outside the bedroom on the second floor, Yehen finally let go of Mingyue, and then threw her into the room.
She almost lost her footing and fell
Mingyue rubbed her aching wrist and looked at the angry man with aggrieved eyes.
Yehen slammed the bedroom door, walked to Mingyue, and stared at her with a pair of cold eyes.
"Have I been very nice to you recently, so that you have the confidence to indulge, or am I just not understanding you at all and you are just a wanton woman?"
The cold voice full of sarcasm was like a knife piercing Mingyue's heart. She looked at the man in front of her sadly, wondering why he looked at her like this.
Suddenly, he burst into a cold smile and gave up his plan to defend himself.
"Don't you know exactly what kind of woman I am?"
There was a desolate coldness in his voice, but he refused to give in.
Didn't he say that she was a despicable woman, a mistress, and a plaything? He even wanted to use her as a prostitute to entertain other men.
If that's the case, why bother asking her again?
"So, you went to find him?"
Ye Hen grabbed Ming Yue's wrist, his tone was violent and arrogant, like a lion about to tear its prey.
Mingyue closed her eyes tightly, her eyes were a little painful. When she opened them again, the water had already passed through them.
"So what, since I'm a free-spirited woman, isn't it normal to find a man?" She said calmly, regardless of what the angry person in front of her would do next.
Ye Hen looked at that strong face angrily, raised a cruel evil smile on her thin lips, clamped down on her book and kept exerting force, Ming Yue felt a heartbreaking pain, making it almost difficult for her to breathe.