Uncle Chen looked at the car leaving, walked over quickly, and asked eagerly
Lin Cuilan also came over and wanted to know the cause of the matter.
"It's okay, don't worry"
Mingyue pursed her lips, turned around and left. Her lean and thin back looked desolate under the cool breeze. She didn't want to involve other people because of her own affairs.
A few people walked for a long time and came to a strange building. Mingyue and Aunt Lan sat on the roadside to rest.
Uncle Chen took the opportunity to leave to find a suitable house
"Please, please, please, I haven't eaten in three days."
"You dirty beggar, you soiled my clothes, get out of here!"
A scolding came not far away. Mingyue looked back and saw a man in ragged clothes begging for alms from people on the roadside with his hunched body.
But he was scolded by the passerby and kicked away
When Mingyue thought of her situation, she suddenly felt pity and walked towards the beggar.
"Good Samaritan, please..."
"Shang Dynasty? Are you from Shang Dynasty?"
Yehen leaned on the large leather chair, her long legs crossed elegantly, and watched the video on the LCD screen without saying a word.
A cold light flashed through Rumo's eyes, and an evil smile appeared on his face
"It seems that you still haven't repented, so go and break that man's legs."
"Yes, young master!"
After receiving the order, the person opposite did not hesitate and immediately turned around and walked out. It seemed that he was used to this kind of thing.
After his subordinates left, Ye Hen left his seat, moved his slender legs, and came to the wine cabinet to fill a glass of red wine.
He picked up the wine glass and admired the red liquid inside, with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips.
“It’s getting less and less fun.”
"Snapped!"
The clear crystal cup fell on the white marble floor and instantly turned into countless fragments, accompanied by red liquid, which was shocking.
Shang Chao devoured the box lunch in his hand. Mingyue stood beside him and looked at him. His face was covered with stolen goods and his fingers were covered with mud. He looked completely different from the handsome and handsome person he once was.
She once had the idea of killing him, but looking at him now, she felt pitiful
"Yue'er, can you forgive me?"
After filling his stomach, Shang Chao had the strength to speak, and looked at the bright moon with pleading eyes.
Forgive? When Mingyue heard this, she chuckled, and the look in his eyes became unfamiliar.
"I am not a Holy Mother. If someone sells me, I still have to help them count their money."