When she followed Yang Mufan to find a temporary place to stay, her legs became weak and she was unsteady. She fell to the ground for the third time. When she struggled to stand up, a pair of seawater-soaked pairs suddenly appeared in her sight.
Wrinkled black leather shoes...
Mu Wanqing wanted to look up and take a look.
However, she was not allowed to make any move. Mu Wanqing suddenly fell into a hard but warm embrace, and in an instant, her whole body quickly rose into the air.
At the same time, the strong masculine scent also filled her breath.
Mu Wanqing reflexively moved her hands to look for something that could stabilize her body's balance.
She hugged the other person's neck, and then looked at the man holding her sideways and walking quickly in the dark night with some disbelief.
Under the pitch-black sky, from her angle, she could only see his general outline, but not his expression clearly.
Before, Mu Wanqing had a guess: The island she was on at this moment must be an uninhabited island, otherwise, how could it be covered with rocks.
She stumbled and walked unsteadily along the way, but when she was held by the man and walked, she didn't feel any bumps. His arms were strong and powerful, making people feel stable and solid.
In the darkness, Mu Wanqing just stiffened her body, staring blankly at the blurry outline of her face.
After a long time, she finally murmured in a choked voice: "I admire Fan..."
Mu Wanqing doesn't know if everyone in the world will meet someone who makes them suspicious and worried about gains and losses. You will doubt him, question him, think that he doesn't love you, or even disdains your existence at all, but sometimes, you
But I felt inexplicably that that person actually loved me miserably.
At least Mu Wanqing often has this thought about Yang Mufan.
She thinks: He doesn't love her, but sometimes, he actually loves her very much.
Mu Wanqing was a little confused, confused, palpitating, and at a loss.
I don't know how I should treat Yang Mufan.
Does he care about himself or love himself...
If you don't love, how can you work hard without caring about yourself?
But if he loved her deeply, how could he make her feel that every time happiness came, he would not hesitate to send her to the eighteenth level of hell...
While Mu Wanqing was hesitating and struggling, Yang Mufan, who had been silent all this time, seemed to understand her thoughts and suddenly spoke coldly.
He said: "Mu Wanqing, don't think too much. I do all this just for An An. I don't want him to watch his mother die in front of his eyes, while my father remains indifferent..."
"..." Yang Mufan's words were like sharp knives piercing her heart.
It turns out that saving her was just because of An An and nothing else.