There, the lights were dim and blurry, exuding endless coolness, making his heart fall into a place of boundless despair, mournful and desolate...
Night, deep and dark.
The strong wind that blew up for no reason became more and more fierce and fierce.
Wei Zhehan stood there, motionless, like an unconscious stone sculpture. The fine sand mixed with the wind blew into his eyes, causing his eyes to sting stronger than ever.
His dim eyes were red and filled with tears.
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"Yang Mufan, why did you break my phone?!"
"I admire Fan, let go!!!"
"An'an cried, didn't you hear it?!"
"You scared An An, Yang Mufan——"
"..."
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Mu Wanqing was forcibly dragged to the master bedroom on the third floor by Yang Mufan, and then he pressed her against the door panel roughly.
The room without lights was filled with shocking darkness.
Mu Wanqing stared with wide eyes, her bloodthirsty red eyes that could not be concealed even by darkness, pressed her hands firmly against Yang Mufan's strong and thick chest, and used all her strength to push him further away from her.
"Yang Mufan, let me go." Mu Wanqing gasped heavily.
Originally, there was a huge disparity in physical strength between women and men, not to mention a man like Xiang Yangmufan, who often practiced physical training and had strong explosive power and sense of strength.
Mu Wanqing's attempt to break free from his clutches was undoubtedly a fruitless effort.
In the darkness, Yang Mufan's hoarse voice sounded low and deep, carrying endless hostility and aggression: "Let you go?! Let you go, where are you going?! Go out and meet Wei Zhehan?"
?!Mu Wanqing, let me tell you, two words: delusion!!"
While Mu Wanqing found it funny, she was also very angry. She glared at Yang Mufan angrily: "Yang Mufan, why do you care about me?! Who do I go out to meet, does it have anything to do with you?! Yang Mufan, you don't want to
Forget, it was you who asked me to marry another man, but now you are preventing me from meeting other men. Don’t you think you are ridiculous and contradictory?!"
"I asked you to marry other men, but I didn't let you marry Wei Zhehan."
"Which man is it different to marry?! This is my personal freedom, you have no right to interfere!!"
"You and Wei Zhehan just can't do it."
"You -" Mu Wanqing has always known that admiring Mu Fan's masculinity, hegemony, and strong politics are deeply ingrained in his blood and cannot be violated by anyone.
She stared at him angrily, and it took a long time before she sneered from her throat: "Yang Mufan, who are you to me?! Why do you ask me to marry another man? I have to get married. Why don't you let me get married?"
I can't meet Wei Zhehan?! Let me tell you, I will do whatever you don't want me to do. If you don't let me see Wei Zhehan, I will go see him right now."
As she said that, Mu Wanqing tried to push away the man who was pressing her with his heavy body, and went downstairs. Just now, when Yang Mufan snatched her cell phone to read text messages, she accidentally vaguely glanced at the content on it,
Chapter completed!