"You are indeed damned, but you can't die now. Tell me, who is your master?" She watched as his face slowly turned red and his breathing became more and more difficult, but he did not struggle at all.
Her heart trembled inexplicably. Why did this young man go to such extremes to hurt the people she cared about while loving him? She suddenly let go of her hand as if she wanted to hold a hot taro.
"Ahem... Young Master... Ahem... I'm sorry... I can't tell you." Seeing him let go of his hand at the most critical moment, Mo Li smiled. Even if he hurt the person he cared about most, he would still
I can't do anything to him, but he still cares about him.
"Mo Li, tell me, are you my third uncle?" Qin Ran gently stretched out his hand to lift his chin and asked in a voice that seemed to have hypnotic magic.
"No, I can't say, young master, I'm sorry, I really can't say..." Looking at his gentle smile, Mo Li cried out in pain. What he loved most was the young master's gentleness, but the most heartbreaking thing was
He did this to himself.
"Why can't you tell me? Do you have any leverage in his hands?" Qin Ran suddenly felt a little despicable.
"Don't ask me... I don't know anything..." Mo Li closed her eyes in pain and shook her head.
"I know that the third uncle is not the final mastermind, but I am sure that he is involved in collusion. Who is your master?" The mastermind was hidden so well that she investigated for a long time, but she couldn't find any trace of it.
The most clues that can be found can only be found here in Qin Weihong. Although his ambition is great, he is not the person behind the scenes.
"I won't say anything." Mo Li slowly opened his eyes, and there was no trace of life in his gray and empty eyes.
"Forget it, since you don't want to say it, I'll just leave it alone. You must be hungry. I brought some food back and I'll feed you." Qin Ran picked up the lunch box on the table and put it on his
Sitting on the floor in front of me, I opened my lunch box and saw two roasted chicken legs inside.
The aroma of chicken drumsticks wafted into his nose, and Mo Li's stomach began to rumble restlessly. They were his favorite roasted chicken drumsticks.
"Eat it." Qin Ran picked up a chicken leg and brought it to his mouth. A gentle smile had returned to his face, as if nothing had happened just now.
"Why?" Looking at the golden chicken drumstick in front of him, Mo Li's throat seemed to be choked by something. He should hate him very much, why would he get him his favorite chicken drumstick.
"Because you said you like to eat grilled chicken legs the most. Eat it quickly. It's still a little hot now. It won't taste good if it gets cold." Qin Ran said matter-of-factly.
Mo Li looked at him for a while, then opened his mouth and bit into the chicken drumstick. This was his favorite chicken drumstick, but at the moment, he felt very sad eating it. He didn't understand why he could still treat him so well at this time. He
It would be better for him to beat him, scold him and threaten him than to treat him like this.
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Tomorrow is the day of the mayoral election. Zhao Yi dragged Qin Ran to the top of the mountain again, claiming that he wanted to see the stars. In fact, Zhao Yi selfishly wanted her to spend more time with him. God knows, after the election tomorrow,
Qin Ran will be so busy, so of course he needs to keep in touch with each other while he has time.
"I said Mr. Zhao, which of your eyes can see the stars in the sky?" Unfortunately, there are not even half a star in the sky today, only a moldy crescent moon hanging in the sky, Qin Ran asked funnyly.
