"Say, what's going on?" Yehen's eyes were narrowed like midnight, and the flowing light looked at Mingyue who was covering her face, with a cold questioning in her words.
Those charming eyes are like ice knives and cannot be deceived
Mingyue was a little panicked by his eyes and didn't know how to answer.
Gong Xuereng, who was leaning in Yehen's arms, raised his head, with teary eyes, looking at Yehen pitifully,
"Hen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. I... I just wanted to be friends with her, but after she knew my identity, she actually said that I was not a good person, that I was a despicable race, and that I was the daughter of a gangster. What did she say about me?
Relationship, but my father..."
"I really just want to be a friend with her. I haven't done anything bad."
Gong Xuerong leaned in Yehen's arms and cried until she was in tears. If Gong Xuerong hadn't hit her, Mingyue would have been moved by what she just said.
At this moment, she could only stare blankly at the unbelievable facts in front of her, and she even forgot that she was the one being beaten.
Hearing Gong Xueliang's words, Yehen slowly let go of her, walked towards Mingyue, and looked at her with cold eyes.
"Didn't you say that you don't care about being my woman? I didn't expect that you wanted to refuse, so why don't you make some show?"
The deep voice was so cold that it made people tremble, and the gloomy handsome face looked a bit scary. Gong Xuerong stopped crying and looked at Mingyue from behind, with obvious pride in his eyes.
Ming Yue felt huge grievance in her heart. She pursed her lips tightly and looked up at Ye Hen. The look on her face clearly showed her unwillingness to obey.
Ye Hen grabbed Mingyue's hand that was holding her face. The huge force made her gasp in pain.
Tears were welling up in my eyes, but I was so strong that they refused to fall.
"I am not wrong!"
Not wanting to bear this kind of inexplicable injustice anymore, Mingyue said loudly!
"Huh? That's right?" Yehen's thin lips were close to Mingyue's ear, and the cold touch seemed to touch the red mark on her face, like a gentle caress and comfort, but the low voice mercilessly woke her up.
She said, "You don't want to see your brother anymore?"
His threat, the force with which he clamped her wrist, made Ming Yue almost faint from the pain.
"sorry!"
The fluttering sound is like a soulless object.
"Hen! Stop doing this. She must not have done it on purpose. Let her go!"