"I admire Fan!!!!" Wen Xiaorou couldn't help but get angry. She risked her life to steal the USB flash drive from Huangfu Ye. Who knew that the man didn't appreciate it, "Don't think that you are the only myth in this world.
, invincible. My request is very simple, I just want prosperity. You will definitely make nothing in this transaction."
After hearing this, Yang Mufan changed his stance slightly, with a deep look in his eyes: "It's not impossible to meet Yang Mu Sheng. My request is also very simple: tell me who that person is."
Wen Xiaorou has always been an overly smart woman.
She understands what kind of man Huangfu Ye is, and even more understands what kind of man Yan Mufan is.
One is like a wolf and the other is like a tiger.
They are all bloodthirsty and cruel by nature.
The methods are all cold and tough.
They will not change their original purpose for anyone.
Therefore, she would not foolishly place all her hopes on one man.
She still believes that if she wants to save Hui Mu Sheng, she can only rely on herself.
Of those two men, one didn't care about admiring Sheng, and the other disdainfully admired Sheng, so they didn't put admiration for Sheng first at all. Their purpose was just their own interests.
"Yang Mufan, whether you believe it or not, I still say what I said before: I don't know." Wen Xiaorou tightened the phone in her hand.
When Sirius hurried into the office, he glanced at Yang Mufan.
Yang Mufan had an epiphany and immediately responded: "Since you are still unwilling to tell the truth, then... we have absolutely nothing to talk about."
The second before Yang Mufan was about to hang up the phone, Wen Xiaorou shouted urgently: "Yang Mufan——"
Yang Mufan put the phone back to his ear again, silently waiting for the other person's next words.
Wen Xiaorou bit her lip, struggled and hesitated for a moment, and then she asked: "Have you ever loved me in the past three years?! Even for one second."
Hearing Wen Xiaorou's question, he admired Fan Ying's sharp eyebrows and couldn't help but frown deeply.
Whenever asked about women, Yang Mufan never bothered to answer.
Not just because the woman's question is boring, but also because it makes no sense.
But this time, Yang Mufan answered.
His voice was calm and not a trace of emotion could be heard: "No."
The moment she heard the word "no", a bitter smile appeared at the corner of Wen Xiaorou's mouth. In fact, a woman can feel whether a man loves her or not. She didn't need to ask this question at all. But she still had some doubts.
Don’t give up.
Even though the answer was expected, Wen Xiaorou was still extremely sad.
She endured it and wanted to cut off the phone.
However, the second before she moved her finger, she heard Yang Mufan's deep, magnetic voice coming from the receiver.
He said: "But, before you do anything to hurt An An, I really want to take good care of you, just like the promise I made to you on the snowy night when we met in Europe. Even if I return to China, I will
After seeing Mu Wanqing, my mind has not changed."
"..." Suddenly, Wen Xiaorou felt that her sore eyes were filled with countless needles, pricking her so hard that tears overflowed from her eyes.
Wen Xiaorou raised her hand and covered her mouth tightly to prevent her cries from leaking out. Her thin body was hunched into a small ball, and she fell weakly to the ground, shivering...