In these years, he has never sent anyone to investigate Wen Xiaorou's identity and background. When he met her, he felt that nothing about her past was important. However, he never expected that the people she met would be so extraordinary...
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The moment he decided to date her, Yan Mufan really wanted to spend his life with her peacefully.
It's just that you know people and faces, but you don't know the heart.
For more than three years, he never knew that the people who accompanied him every day had such deep thoughts and viciousness.
Anyone who knows his admiration for Fan probably knows that he never likes women around him who are too strong or too complicated.
Because his knowledge is too deep, and he knows very well how people with such thoughts will treat or guess others.
He absolutely does not hope that one day, he will be stabbed severely from behind by a woman...
Wen Xiaorou stared at Yang Mufan blankly, from being excited and angry before to being calm and calm at this moment.
She said: "Everything that happened in the Maldives has something to do with me?! Yang Mufan, if it had anything to do with me, would I let Sheng Sheng Yitong take risks with me?! Don't forget that Sheng Sheng almost died that day."
Regarding Wen Xiaorou's words, Yang Mufan remained silent. This was something he couldn't understand before. No matter how much Wen Xiaorou hated Mu Wanqing and Yang Muan, she couldn't risk Yang Mufan.
"You have the right to tell the truth, and you have the right to explain and defend yourself, but I believe: Huangfu Ye will tell me all the truth. Wen Xiaorou, you should know very well the methods and style of doing things that I admire, don't let me personally grab your tail.
, Otherwise, I’m afraid you don’t even know how to kill you.” Yang Mufan seemed to not want to waste any more time entangled with her. Before turning to leave the ward, he added coldly and quietly, “Sometimes, you pay for your mistakes.
You don’t have to bear the cost alone, you should think about it carefully.”
The moment he turned around and walked out of the ward, Yang Mufan waved to Sirius who was standing respectfully at the door: "Take it away!"
The last line of defense in her heart, and the last remaining bit of sanity, completely collapsed. Wen Xiaorou picked up the knife on the ground with great emotion, pointed it at Yang Mu'an who was lying on the bed, with bloodshot eyes, and roared loudly: "No
Move, if you dare to move again, I will make Yang Mu An suffer a terrible death."
As she spoke, she pressed the sharp edge of the knife against Yang Mu'an's chest.
After hearing this, Yang Mufan turned away from his handsome face slightly and smiled with a strange and bloodthirsty smile: "You can do it however you want, it's up to you."
Hearing this, Wen Xiaorou suddenly lowered her eyes and looked -
Only then did he realize that Yang Mu'an, lying on the hospital bed, was actually a humanoid doll without any body temperature.
At that moment, the fruit knife in her hand fell to the ground with a loud "pop".
"I admire Fan..." Wen Xiaorou cried out loudly, and at the same time stepped forward to catch up.
But Sirius ordered the bodyguard: "Take the person away."
"Don't come closer." Wen Xiaorou saw the group of bodyguards and quickly backed away from the window.
She looked at the group of bodyguards in black who kept approaching her with fear, and her heart was filled with despair: if she was caught by Yang Mufan, she would not be far away from death.
Just when she was about to choose to jump out of the window, it was definitely better to die than to be caught by them. However, before Wen Xiaorou could turn around in time, she felt a cold wind blowing through the window behind her, and then "pop~pop~pop"
"The crisp sound of broken glass pierced the quiet night sky. Wen Xiaorou hadn't figured out what happened, but she vaguely caught sight of a black shadow from the corner of her eye, flashing in from the window at lightning speed.
For a second, she was suddenly grabbed by the waist with a strong force, and then flew out...