As he was talking, he suddenly stopped walking. After hesitating for a long time, he murmured hoarsely and asked: "Qingzi, tell me, I have been waiting for you with 100% of my heart. Will heaven take pity on me?"
In that eternal moment, I asked you to come back to me?!"
From the beginning to the end, Mu Wanqing kept her eyes lowered, making it impossible to guess what was going on in her heart.
Wei Zhehan waited for a long time, but she didn't speak. Finally, he curled his lips and smiled faintly.
Mu Wanqing, sometimes you are so cruel, you are so stingy that you are unwilling to give me anything even if you cheat on me.
Wei Zhehan continued to walk forward when Mu Wanqing suddenly moved, and then a soft voice sounded in his ears.
She pouted her little mouth and complained: "Han, what are you talking about?! I feel dizzy and can't hear clearly..."
Upon hearing this, the curvature of Wei Zhehan's lips became even higher.
The top floor of the villa.
The cold wind howls wantonly.
In the darkness, Yang Mufan stood on the top floor, surrounded by the cold black miasma, as if he was a reborn Shura who had just been swept from hell. The sinister bloodthirsty aura kept surging in the air and spreading.
…
Wei Zhehan saw Wei Zhehan appear at the big iron gate with Mu Wanqing on his back. Before putting her down and ringing the doorbell, he carefully and considerately took off his coat and put it on her body. Mu Wanqing did not refuse and accepted it as a matter of course.
The veins suddenly popped out on Yang Mufan's forehead.
Especially when Wei Zhehan, like a couple in love, lovingly helped her tidy up her hair that was messed up by the cold wind, admire Fan's handsome face immediately turned hideous and terrifying, with a thick layer of frost condensing on it.
The moment he saw Wei Zhehan bending down slightly and gently kissing Mu Wanqing's forehead just like he did when he was a child, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with shocking blood-thirsty red.
Light.
He was so angry that he waved his arm and smashed the telescope in his hand on the ground with great cruelty——
There was a loud "pop" and the military telescope immediately fell into pieces.
Yang Mufan's teeth chattered with anger: "Wei Zhehan..., Mu, Wan, Qing..."
Once again, she did something disgusting in front of him.
Once again, betraying him——
so--
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn—
Both of them deserve to die——
Yang Mufan had a terrifying look on his face, wanting to tear the person into pieces. The fist he was holding tightly made a loud and harsh sound of bones interlacing in the night, which was extremely eerie and terrifying.
After gouging them with hatred for a long time, Yang Mufan turned around and went downstairs with a cold and murderous look on his face...
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Mu Wanqing was very confused.
So from the moment Wei Zhehan rang the doorbell, he kept chewing his fingers.
As she gnawed, she giggled: "Han, do you want to go back first?! I'll wait alone. It's so late now, and it will definitely take a long time for the bodyguard to open the door."
However, Wei Zhehan looked calm and said leisurely: "It's okay, the car broke down anyway, it will take some time for Li Zijun to send the car. I watched you go in, so I felt relieved."
When Mu Wanqing heard this, her beautiful eyebrows twisted into twists.
Yang Mufan didn't care about her life or death at all. He hated her so much now that he didn't even look at her. How could he let her in?!
What would happen if Wei Zhehan knew that during the few days she came to Jinxiu City, she squatted at the door?!
