Feng drove a Ferrari over and parked outside the castle. An Zhimo's face was very pale, "You said... Qingqing is gone, and Lemon's life and death are unknown..."
Feng nodded and said, "Yes, Master Han told me this. I will take you to the hospital now."
An Zhimo leaned weakly on Yu Anhen's shoulder. She grabbed Yu Anhen's clothes tightly, "Hen... I'm so scared... I'm really scared..."
Yu Anhen gently rubbed An Zhimo's head and said softly, "Momo... don't worry... Lemon will be fine..."
the other side.
"Mo Yingzi, you are very bold..." Ling Xihan's fair face turned completely dark. He pulled Mo Yingzi's long hair, looked into her eyes that couldn't stop crying, and said insidiously.
"Han... Young Master Han... I... I was wrong... let... let me go... okay..." Mo Yingzi's feet went limp and she sat on the ground, unable to stop her tears of fear. shed.
Ling Xihan held a knife in his hand and put it next to his neck. His smile was every bit colder. The knife reflected the light under the light, reflecting Ling Xihan's handsome face. He chuckled and said, "You will Scared... Didn't I warn you... Don't show up in front of me again... But you still showed up... What should I do with you... Kill... or bury you alive..." The knife in his hand Turning slightly, Mo Yingzi's fearful face was reflected on the knife again.
Perverted sadist... Ling Xingsu and Yun who just arrived at the side gave him an evaluation at the same time.
Ying couldn't help but shiver. It seemed that Ling Xihan was much gentler to him just now...
"Young Master Han! I do everything for you! For you! I like you so much!" Mo Yingzi's fear doubled, and she shouted with tears in her eyes.
"Oh?" Ling Xihan raised his eyebrows, then gently stroked Mo Yingzi's pale and pretty face, "You like me, don't you... I'm very happy..."
Mo Yingzi's face, which was touched by Ling Xihan, began to heat up rapidly.
"Then, it should be a blessing to die by the sword of the person you love..." Ling Xihan lowered his voice slightly and said coldly.
"No... don't!" Mo Yingzi shouted, her tears even more intense.
Ling Xihan smiled, reversed his blade, and then clicked off the hair he was holding without any hesitation.
"I'll spare your life... You can shave all your hair by yourself... Then go and become a nun... If you let me see you... it won't be that simple... Then, make final preparations A coffin." Ling Xihan played with the scissors in his hand, smiled lightly, then turned and left.
Mo Yingzi lay on the ground in a state of exhaustion. What she regretted most in her life was offending Ling Xihan.
"Han, where are you going now?" Ling Xing glanced at Mo Yingzi who was not far away. He understood that if possible, Ling Xihan would definitely kill Mo Yingzi without hesitation, but now But no, after all, this place is currently the territory of the Han Group, so Ling Xihan spared Mo Yingzi.
"Ling's place. Mu Xiaoyu and Shangguan are still there." Ling Xihan replied calmly.
"Mu Xiaoyu?! She's here too?!" Ying exclaimed. He didn't expect that they all brought Mu Xiaoyu.
"Don't you know that Xin Nuoqing knows her? It's a matter of course." Ling Xihan shrugged slightly and said indifferently, "Hey. The engagement ceremony in two days... I will definitely not spare him..."