Besides, she is now penniless, and her last bit of savings has been spent by Meng Yuyi's unsatisfactory brat. She might as well follow him back to City B first, and then plan her next move after making enough money.
To the ends of the earth, can he still catch me?
In this way, Mo Mo's future life is guaranteed, but only at the expense of her dignity for just one or two years, why not?
As she was thinking to herself, she didn't feel the man's approaching steps at all. It wasn't until a huge shadow shrouded her head that she raised her head. Unexpectedly, Ling Ye grabbed her long hair and pulled her
She stood up and pulled her chest violently. The force was astonishing and there was no trace of pity. The pain made her burst into tears, but she still forced her back.
"You'd better not play tricks, otherwise..." He paused, a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, like a ferocious beast, his cold lips pressed heavily against her earlobe, like a demon or fire: "I
You won’t even know how to write the word death.”
"Of course...of course not, I swear!" She was secretly frightened, her faint eyes swept over his handsome face, trying to find a trace of joking there, but when she saw it, she saw a dark green ocean, burning ground.
Fiery and turbulent, as if it could swallow her up anytime and anywhere
He smiled coldly, shook her off fiercely, and said, "Miss Meng will begin to perform her duties now and sweep away the debris on the ground."
What?!
Didn't he see she was hurt?
"What, the little maid still has any objections?"
"Don't dare, I'll go right away!" These words almost popped out from between her teeth. She gave him an angrily look, squeezed her injured arm, and went out to ask the hotel staff for cleaning tools.
Ignoring the other party's surprised and probing eyes, he walked in slowly.
She saw him sitting on the sofa watching TV like an old man, and waved the broom in her hand vigorously, wishing to collect the glass shards on the ground and cover his head, but in this case, she would definitely end up dead.
corpse
Thinking of this, her back felt a little chilly, and she immediately gave up the idea.
"Okay." Although the central air conditioner in the presidential suite was releasing cool air, a thin layer of sweat still appeared on her forehead. She stretched out her hand to wipe it, picked up the dustpan full of scum and walked out.
The corners of Ling Ye's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything.
His eyes were focused on the financial news on TV. His handsome face was immersed in the flickering light and shadow, adding a touch of evil charm and mystery.
…
On the day of departure, Meng Xinran did not see Ling Ye, but Yun Ming took her and Xiaomo straight to the boarding gate.
Before boarding the plane, she borrowed her mobile phone from Yun Ming. After hesitating for a while, she finally dialed the number she knew so well. A busy tone came from the other end of the phone, and her eyes dimmed.
That guy Meng Yuyi!
She handed the phone back to Yun Ming with a calm expression, and picked up the little guy who was standing aside and looking around...
The big eyes rolled twice, filled with obvious disappointment. His white and tender arms wrapped around Meng Xinran's neck, biting her ear and said: "Mommy, why didn't uncle come with us?
"
Since that incident, the little guy has made Ling Ye his idol and follows him around all day long, and the man is as cold as ice.