Yingzhen looked at him, at his pain, at his hard expression, at everything that was slowly breaking between them. Those images were like glass that was suddenly hit in the center, cracking in all directions, never to be seen again. Unable to bridge
"Yi" she called out hoarsely, "let Meng Meng go"
If Ying Zhen is the murderer of his father, then what does it matter whether he lets Ning Meng go or not?
Mo Yanyi could no longer face her eyes. She was filled with sadness. He turned away without saying a word.
He wanted to take a step to the sofa, but he could only take a few steps, but his legs were like lead and he couldn't move. What was wrong with Mo Yanyi? What was wrong?
He bit his cheek tightly, and tears still fell from his eyes. Although there was only one drop, he forcefully forced him back, but he finally shed tears.
She shed tears for his and her gradually wet happiness
Can he still love her? Can he still love her?
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Mo Yanyi immediately regained his coldness and calmness, and said quietly: "Come in."
Naturally, he was a crazy lion. He hurried to Mo Yanyi's side and whispered: "Boss, the heads of dozens of small gangs gathered in front of the castle, saying they wanted to know about the master's death."
What was supposed to come finally came
Mo Yanyi smiled coldly, and said to Kuangshi: "Send them to the lounge."
He didn't want to lock Yingzhen in a cold basement like a prisoner.
At this point, Kuangshi believed that Yingzhen was no longer Belle, but he couldn't guess the details and didn't dare to ask. He just extended his arms to the two girls.
The lounge is guarded by several bodyguards
Mo Yanyi looked away and said, "I will come back after I have dealt with the matter."
He was telling Yingzhen, but he could no longer face her
He and Kuangshi walked out, and Yingzhen suddenly stopped him: "Promise me one last thing."
Mo Yanyi paused, but did not look at her, signaling her to speak with silence.
"We must let Mengmeng leave."
Mo Yanyi closed his eyes, said nothing, stepped out, and closed the door.
The room guarded by bodyguards became depressing. Yingzhen walked over and hugged Ningmeng. Ningmeng kept crying.
"Why are you so stupid? Just let me take the blame. Why do you want to get to the bottom of it? Now you've cut off your own happiness, okay?" Ning Meng said pretendingly.
"I want happiness for him and me, but I also want your safety and peace. You are as important to me as him. I can't lose any of you," Yingzhen cried.