Jiuying was wearing sunglasses, holding Feng's hand, and standing in front of the villa. Haha, when was the last time she came here?
Although Feng's memory has not been restored, the relationship between the two is already very good. In and out, they are always together, so intimate that they envy others.
"Sakura, is this your former home?" Feng asked in Jiuying's ear, breath squirting on Jiuying's neck, itching.
"Um."
"Let's go in!" It was natural to hold Han Ji's hand secretly. But that was natural. After all, it was a love that had experienced life and death, which made the relationship between the two more stable.
"Dan! You're here!" As soon as she entered the hall, Qian Lingyue rushed over like a bird. However, when she saw An holding Han Ji's hand, her face became dark.
"And~ Why are they here too?" Qian Lingyue ran over and wanted to hug An's other hand, but was thrown away by An.
"Miss Qian, please respect yourself!" The cold words of An made Qian Lingyue's heart sink because there was disgust and annoyance in Dark's eyes.
"Why? Dark! Did I not do anything well? Why has it become like this since you disappeared for a while?" Qian Lingyue shouted, with a heavy crying voice in her tone.
"No, Miss Qian! You did a good job! But I don't like you! From beginning to end, I only love Han'er!" The hand holding Han Ji tightened even tighter.
"Impossible! Darkness! You like me, right? Han Ji, Yecheng! You are all you! You snatched Darkness! It's you, all of this is caused by you!"
Qian Lingyue was like last time, and she wanted to run over and pinch Han Ji's neck like she did to Jiuying last time.
"You're crazy!" Just as Qian Lingyue was about to pinch Han Ji's fair neck, she cursed inwardly. She turned around and hugged Han Ji tightly in her arms, flashing Qian Lingyue's attack!
Although An is Zi Yu, he is also Mo Lingan. He is a gangster. How could he be hurt by a "weak woman" in Qian Lingyue?
"I want to kill you!" Qian Lingyue felt even more fierce when she failed.
"Bang--" Han Ji slapped Qian Lingyue hard, and the crisp slap echoed in the hall. The Qian couple who had just come down from the stairs were cursed by the applause of Qian Lingyue's "shy"
Jiuying was held in Feng's arms, and there were two people next to her who had never seen before. The two of them had disdain, mocking and sarcasm in their eyes. And Qian Lingyue fell on the ground and her hair was already messy.
Like a shrew, her eyes were red, she also had a big, dazzling slap mark on her face, and her five fingers were clear enough to see how much force the hitter used. And the dark hugged a girl she had never seen before.
He didn't even look at Qian Lingyue who was lying on the ground and crying.
"Yue'er? What's going on?" Asano Ryu went over and helped his daughter up.
"Dad" Qian Lingyue rushed into Asano's arms and burst into tears.