Ye Fanli turned his head and took the Swiss Army Knife he was playing with. He threw it with one hand and the blade entered the table. It penetrated a few points. He smoked a cigarette with cold eyes and said in a calm and concise tone: "Don't let it go. "
Tang Hui glanced at the table, still with a thick smile on his face, as if he didn't care about Ye Fanli's rejection, and he looked like a cunning fox.
In fact, Ye Feng has been wondering whether there is anything in this world that can make Tang Sanshao change his face. If there is, he will find it immediately and make him angry!
However, Tang Hui just picked up the wooden chopsticks, wiped them with a paper towel, took a bite of fish, and said slowly and politely: "A Li, why are you becoming more willful as you get older, huh?"
"Put your lolita accent away." Ye Fanli blew out a smoke ring and put one hand lazily on the back of the chair. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his snow-white wrists, which could not be seen through the thick fog.
His expression showed only that his eyes were dark and deep: "I won't let you go if I say you won't."
After hearing these words, Feng Xuan directly stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Liwen, looked down at her wrist, and said with a cold expression: "Xiaowen, let's go."
"Ha~ Mr. Feng, where do you think this is!" Ye Fanli's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his eyes swept over the two clasped hands, and the mafia's aura was clearly revealed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the men in black behind him raised their guns with a sharp sound, all uniform and expressionless, just like what they saw on TV, which was terrifying.
The muzzle of the black gun was pointing straight without any deviation, and the atmosphere was extremely tense!
Bai Ran took a breath, and his mouth turned white with fear.
Jiang Liwen looked at Feng Xuan worriedly.
Feng Xuan did not let go, his eyes were cold and he stood without any fear, his posture unchanged.
Tang Hui just sipped the red wine elegantly, took off the white gloves on his hands, tapped his index finger rhythmically on the dining table, raised his thin lips slightly, half-smiling, and his eyes were cold as if he could kill someone in the next second.
People killed: "Put the gun down."
Tang Hui didn't bring anyone with him this time. He has never been a person who likes to yell. His cruelty is like a colorful snake, which hits the target with one strike without any unnecessary prefixes.
The people in black didn't move, they just looked at Ye Fanli, not knowing what to do.
Firstly, they didn't know if there might be Tang Sect's ghost-like shadow killer hiding nearby.
Secondly, the Ye family has been friends with the Tang family for generations, and the young master and the third young master are brothers who have exchanged lives...
However, the young master did not give the order, they...
Ye Fanli stretched out his hand expressionlessly and pressed down.
The men in black knew that it meant letting them put down their guns.
Ye Fanli dusted off the cigarette on his fingers and looked at Tang Hui with indifferent eyes: "Go back when you have eaten enough. I'm going to sleep."
Tang Hui wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin and did not take the other party's eviction order seriously: "I want to take the person away."
"No." Ye Fanli didn't even think about it, and looked back at him. Besides the coldness, there was something hard to detect.
Tang Hui laughed evilly: "Ali, in the past few years, you haven't given me anything I want. Turning against me because of a woman? Could you be..."
"Tang Hui." Ye Fanli interrupted him coldly, with a face as cold as frost and a stern expression: "You think too much."
Tang Hui put his hand on his chin, slowly rubbed his thin lips with his fingertips, and raised his eyebrows with interest: "Really..." It's really not cute to be so arrogant now.
Ye Fanli's temper was actually caused by being spoiled.
There was no one who could be equal to him since he was a child. Unlike him, he had a lot of servants when he was born, and he was raised like a star.
He received a valuable luxury car on his tenth birthday, and everyone around him was ready to die for him at any time.
He never tires of food and fine food. When he was fourteen years old, his father gave him several beautiful girls. They were all clean and came from innocent backgrounds. All of them were carefully selected and had the ability to serve others.
They were all well trained.
But he didn't touch any of them. He was rolled up and thrown out of the bedroom. He only gave his father one sentence: "Don't put those germs into my house casually in the future. It's dirty."
Now he would lock a woman close to him... Ha, it seems that the stupid man has enlightened himself.
Maybe he should force him. The smile on Tang Hui's lips became deeper and deeper.
Ye Feng subconsciously shuddered, wait, what does this devil want to do again!!!
"A Li." Tang Hui stood up, holding white gloves in his hand, and said casually: "Let's ask Miss Jiang's opinion and ask her if she is willing to stay. If she is not willing, you can lock her in
What’s the use of a body?”
Ye Fanli's pupils suddenly tightened, and the floating ink color overflowed.
He turned his head to look at Jiang Liwen.
Jiang Liwen also looked at him, moved her fingers, and wanted to get up.
Bai Ran chuckled and walked over in a coquettish voice: "Cousin, you and A Li are so good, so don't embarrass him. I believe Miss Jiang doesn't want to see you like this."
Jiang Liwen curled her lower lip. She seemed to fall into the hands of this kind of woman every time. They were gentle, well-spoken, and knew when to advance and when to retreat.
Inexplicably, she felt a little disgusted.
I don't want to continue in this state, I don't want to stay in this place, and I don't want to see Bairan again.
Of course, I don’t even want to stay.
Jiang Liwen looked directly into Ye Fanli's eyes, with a different kind of tenacity and clarity: "I want to go home."
Ye Fanli's back stiffened, and his bright eyes gradually dimmed, as if something was completely burned out.
His expression seemed a little angry and a little sad. He was holding a water glass, the back of his hand was cracked, and blood was gradually oozing out. However, the emotions lingering around him were so frightening that his subordinates did not dare to step forward.
Jiang Liwen didn't see it, she just lowered her head and moved the iron cuffs.
But he squeezed her hand, as coldly as a stranger: "Ye Feng, bring the key."
"Yes." Ye Feng lowered his head, took out the key from his pocket, and handed it to Ye Fanli's hand respectfully.
He took it and his voice was as cold and sharp as coming from hell: "You really want to leave?"
"I just want to go home." Jiang Liwen bit her thin lip in pain, but she couldn't escape his control. His wrist was grabbed tightly by him with such force that she doubted whether her bones would be crushed.
Ye Fanli smiled, and it was low and deep, as if it had been reverberated, so it could easily catch other people's ears.
Everyone heard his sneer, such an angry laugh.
He lowered his head with a cold expression: "Jiang Liwen, you shouldn't provoke me!"
I have never provoked you, why did you provoke me? Now that you provoked me, why did you give up halfway...