Scanning over there with his peripheral vision, Wei Xiaoran's jaw tightened. After seeing Ling Fei leave, he walked to Mia and stared at him coldly, "What do you want to do to her?"
Mia smiled softly, "Anyone who wants me to deal with them will have to pay a lot of money." He glanced at Howard and Edmund, "The reward you paid me is not enough for extra meals."
Wei Xiaoran lowered his eyes to prevent his ruthlessness from being exposed, "Uncle's invitation to Edmund is indeed beyond my expectation. It seems that he is aware of it."
"Haha, if I were you, I wouldn't explore the road again."
"My goal is his title. Blind actions will only waste all the previous efforts." Wei Xiaoran looked back and said word by word, "That woman is mine and no one else can touch her."
Mia's red pupils became more and more bloodthirsty, and the smile on her lips became more charming and alluring, "No one can stop me from what I want to touch."
Wei Xiaoran's face suddenly turned cold, but he just closed his eyes, turned around and walked away.
Ling Fei walked towards Awahara Zemi in the corner and complained, "I met a lunatic."
Awahara Zemei held the goblet and kept her eyes on the two men opposite. After seeing Wei Xiaoran leave, she frowned in confusion, "It seems that they are familiar with each other. We must check this person out."
When Ling Fei turned around, there was no one there.
Unknowingly, Edmund and Howard disappeared, as if they were looking for a place to chat in detail. The two of them could only eat and look around leisurely here.
Slowly, the lights became softer and softer, and soothing dance music echoed in the castle hall. Looking at the pairs of men and women sliding onto the dance floor, Ling Fei suddenly sneezed, rubbed her nose, and her throat seemed to become softer.
Very dry.
"What's wrong?" Awahara Zemei glanced at her, "Seeing other people's happiness make you sour?"
Just before Ling Fei opened her mouth to say "no", she said "ah sneeze" again.
In the end, her nose was constantly flowing, and she unscrupulously threw the tissues at her feet, causing her nose to become red and swollen.
She muttered and said in a thick nasal voice, "Damn, the air conditioner is turned on so full, isn't it a waste of electricity?"
Awara Zemei asked with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Then I'll take you back first."
"No," she waved her hand, "I'm not worried about Uncle Meng staying here. You stay and wait for him, and I can go back alone." Ling Fei grabbed a tissue and wiped her nose fiercely, thinking in her mind, what would happen if she caught a cold last time?
It goes back to the last century.
She walked out of the castle, and the cold wind on the top of the mountain made her shiver. Her nose and hair were messy in the wind. She blew her nose unladylikely, and then slowly walked down the steps.
"Leaving so early? Do you need me to see you off?" At the foot of the steps, a tall body leaned leisurely against the stone pillar, with her charming face hidden in the shadows.
Ling Fei raised her eyes and looked at him, raised the corners of her mouth, but did not answer. The most suitable thing for an annoying person is to fend for themselves.
"Ah sneeze -" Ling Fei rubbed her arms, and her two legs exposed outside her skirt began to tremble non-stop. She stood in the wind and looked around the dark surroundings. Because the reception was not over yet,
The cars were also parked in the parking lot further away.
There was the aura of approaching death again behind her. Ling Fei frowned, turned around to look at him, and snorted coldly, "You bullied me for not bringing the demon collecting mirror when you go out, right? The place here is so big, you can't even walk sideways while lying down.
"It's up to you," she pointed to where she was standing, "but here, I'm sorry, this road is blocked. If you take another step forward, I will let you escape."
Miya had a charming smile, her eyes were unpredictable and overflowing with evil spirit.
Ling Fei shuddered again, looking at him was more frightening than the mountain breeze. Intuitively, this man was definitely not a kind person, he was too evil. She didn't want to touch him, and it seemed that she couldn't touch him. The red pupil revealed too much madness.
Wild and domineering, he stared at her as if he was going to chew her to pieces.
He was smiling, but his contemptuous eyes seemed to be looking at lower creatures, "No one told you that arrogance and arrogance require capital."
Ling Fei sneered, "I only know that people who deserve a beating are not easy to get used to!" She raised her hand and was about to wave it over, but someone had already grabbed her wrist tightly. She didn't even see his movement.
She was startled for a moment, no longer looked down upon, and stared at him again, "Who are you? You're not hanging on to me just to tell me that you're actually better looking."
"Haha," he was still laughing, and he tightened his grip on her hand and suddenly exerted force, as if to strangle her, "I'm very curious about you."
Ling Fei gritted her teeth and kicked him without hesitation, but he blocked it easily. Her other hand wrapped around her shoulder ambiguously. To the people behind her, they looked like a pair of lovers.
The men and women at the dance party.
Ling Fei struggled hard, but she couldn't move him at all. His arms were so frighteningly strong that she couldn't even move, let alone break free.
"Damn bastard, who the hell are you?"
There was a sinister look on his face, and he smiled bloodthirstyly. His voice came from the distant hell, "Aren't you always looking for me?"
Ling Fei suddenly paused, her eyes widened, "You...are Mia?"
"Haha," he came close to her, whispered in her ear, and whispered, "Yes, I am the Mia you are looking for." As the end of his words ended, Ling Fei felt like she was being raped.
Suddenly, as if he was hit on an acupuncture point, he fell down softly.
Mia's long hair had unraveled at some point and was flying wildly in the dark night, like the poisonous snake on Medusa's head, a monster, arrogant.
******
Ling Fei woke up again and was awakened by a loud noise.
She raised her head and found that she had been hung up, her hands were tied, and her body was suspended in the air. She was so shocked that she stirred her hands vigorously, but it was of no use.
It was dark all around, and the room was very large with no windows. Only the image projected on the opposite wall brought out a light.
The heavy bass sound was booming, and the sound of a band, the sound of crowds, and laughter came from inside.
When she saw the image on it, her eyes widened suddenly and she froze.
That was the scene of her and Ye Qixuan on Prince Street. The two were surrounded by the crowd, holding hands and walking with a smile...
Then, the scene turned again, and what appeared was a woman who was hung up, with long burgundy hair hanging on both sides of her face, wearing a silk evening dress with spaghetti straps. At this moment, she was staring at him with a pair of equally shocked eyes.
With "her".
That's herself.
Before I knew it, I had become the protagonist of this video.
"Damn pervert!" Ling Fei cursed, her big eyes quickly looking around. Except for the echo of "Damn pervert" coming from the speaker, the room suddenly became eerily quiet.
Her chest was rising and falling violently, and she could even feel that at this moment, Mia must be in the dark, admiring her fear and embarrassment.