"You... let go!" Yang Qianmo felt that his wrist was about to be crushed by Su Mang.
"You must first promise not to hit me until I let go, and then I will let go!" Su Mang's tone was very calm, but he kept exerting force on his hands.
For an arrogant, domineering and ruthless young lady like Yang Qianmo, she had to suffer a bit first. Only then did she realize that she, Su Mang, was not someone to be bullied. Then she would restrain herself in the future, otherwise she would stay in the Yang family for the rest of her life.
It will definitely not be easy.
"You dare to threaten me? I won't let you go..." Yang Qianmo refused to give in, but the heartbreaking pain from her wrist almost made her cry.
Seeing her stubborn look, Su Mang softened a little.
She was just a spoiled little girl, very domineering, but also very strong. Even though tears were about to flow out, she tried to force them back. For this reason, Su Mang didn't want to embarrass her anymore.
Su Mang relaxed her strength and let go of Yang Qianmo. What Su Mang didn't expect was that she let go of Yang Qianmo gently, but Yang Qianmo stumbled backwards and fell hard to the ground.
Su Mang raised his hand in shock and looked at his palm.
When did she gain special powers?
You can make someone fall to the ground without doing anything?
However, she soon understood.
After Yang Qianmo fell to the ground, a white figure passed by her side like lightning and took Yang Qianmo on the ground into her arms.
"Brother! She hit me!" Yang Qianmo, who had been holding back her tears just now and refused to give in to Su Mang, cried loudly and raised her arm that was bruised due to the fall to show the boy holding her.
The young man's eyes were filled with pity. He breathed lightly at Yang Qianmo's bruised area, and then helped Yang Qianmo stand up from the ground. His gaze fell on Su Mang like a razor blade.
Su Mang was stunned.
He was wearing a white windbreaker, the corners of which were fluttering in the wind. His beautiful face was white and flawless, and his whole person exuded a noble elegance. His pair of black eyes were clear and majestic, as if he could see through people's hearts.
.
Su Mang felt as if there were hands invisibly strangling her neck, making her breathe with great effort...
he……
It seems like the boy she met under the moonlight in the mountains two years ago...
Although he was wearing a mask that night, but...
How many people are there in the world who can have such an extraordinary temperament?
And... the look in his eyes when he looked at Yang Qianmo just now was so gentle and as warm as jade, which reminded her of two years ago under the moon, when he raised his lips and smiled, his eyes moved, and said to her: "Don't be afraid! I
To deal with them, you go down the mountain from the path behind me."
Could it be...
Could it be him?
Really...it seems!
Su Mang's heart was filled with thousands of tastes, the tip of her nose was sore, and she was almost ready to shed tears.
Such clear eyes, ink-like eyebrows, and maple-like lips had appeared in her dreams countless times.
She couldn't find him through her iron shoes, and she really didn't expect to meet him unexpectedly.
He...must not remember her, right?
That night, the blood on his hands blurred her face. In his colorful life, she was just a passerby like the wind, right?
Su Mang stared at him closely, digging his nails into his palms, which hurt.
"Brother! She hit me!" Yang Qianmo leaned into the boy's arms and pointed at the tip of Su Mang's nose to accuse.
"Who are you?" Yang Qianye's voice was as cold as ice.
"Her name is Su Su, she is the servant that grandpa found for you." Yang Qianmo answered with a gun.
