At the dinner, Li Yanran's hostility towards Ye Qingge was too obvious.
Once upon a time, Mo Xie ignored all Li Yanran's goodwill, but he did not do anything to prevent Li Yanran from coming to Taiwan.
But today...
Mo Xie stopped with his feet and looked at Li Yanran with deep cold eyes.
At that moment, Li Yanran's heart was trembling. She always believed that hard work pays off.
She always believed that one day Mo Xie would become her subordinate.
She was trapped in the intertwined dream and couldn't extricate herself, looking forward to the day she came true.
However, Ye Qingge's arrival was like a basin of cold water, completely pouring it on her, making her wake up instantly.
These days, she has been frightened.
She must not lose Mo Xie.
Not only this person, but also the identity of the future city lord, she all longed for it, but it was out of reach.
Especially today, she is so embarrassed that as a woman, a person with a literary temperament, she dares to take off her clothes in public.
She is so embarrassed, why can Ye Qingge be dazzling? She can be glorious?
Seeing Ye Qingge pulling out the Changhong Sword, watching Ye Qingge chatting and Qingyang with Feng, and watching Yan Fuping praise Ye Qingge, Li Yanran was crazy jealously.
Li Yanran's red lips moved slightly, but she couldn't speak.
She was a smart person. She knew that her repulsion of Ye Qingge these days had caused Mo Xie to be dissatisfied. If this continues, her last faint chance will disappear.
Plop—
Li Yanran bent down and knelt on the ground, grabbed Mo Xie's clothes with both hands, raised her head, her face full of tears, and the crying pear blossoms were raining. I felt pity for me, and even a man would be moved.
Mo Xie had a expressionless face, and his cold and distant eyes were like two needles, which pierced into Li Yanran's eyes.
Li Yanran stomped his dignity and was as humble as dust.
She cried, opened her mouth, only whimpering crying, her face was full of guilt, and her eyes were swollen when she cried, but it had a unique charm.
Behind that huge tree, one person walked out, was the Zhang family’s son.
Mr. Zhang hid in the dark, looked at Li Yanran's humble look, and couldn't help but clench his hands.
As a prince of a noble family, his arrogance was shattered by Li Yanran and had no dignity at all.
Li Yanran ignored all his good deeds.
Mo Xie refused to look at her, but she chased her.
Mr. Zhang lowered his head, his hand broke, and the doctor wrapped it with a clean, snow-colored soft cloth.
Although I took the pill to stop bleeding and relieve pain, the soft cloth still had blood and felt a faint pain in the wound.
Mr. Zhang pursed his lips and lowered his eyes. The shadows of the leaves covered his face. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.
"Young Master, I'm wrong. Everything is my fault. Because I love you so much, I will squeeze Miss Ye, but I have no bad intentions..." Li Yanran held Mo Xie's robe tightly.
Cold sweat overflowed from Mo Xie's forehead and his body trembled slightly. He was enduring some extreme pain.
Mo Xie lowered his eyes and looked at Li Yanran's hand holding his robe, frowned, and a murderous aura emanated from him.
He has not liked to contact women since he was a child. Because of this, the two old people in the family and the people in the Beiyue Imperial Capital thought he was a habit of breaking his sleeves.
Mo Xie pursed his lips tightly, and a hint of anger appeared on his evil face.
Mo Xie could no longer hold back the poison of falling flowers and pain in his body, but Li Yanran was still crying and prevented Mo Xie from returning to the yard.
Mo Xie gritted his teeth.
The first time I was upset.
Li Yanran kept talking, feeling aggrieved and wanted to express her feelings, "Young Master, please forgive me, I will not do such extraordinary things again in the future."
Li Yanran knew in her heart that her best weapon was her weakness. She was already so depressed and embarrassed. Only by gaining mercy can she cheer up again.
Li Yanran thought very well, but Mo Xie didn't eat it or appreciate it.
Mo Xie ignored it and walked a few steps forward.
The fallen flower poison attacked, and he was in great pain, and his soul, body, internal organs, and heart were suffering.
"Young Master, are you still blaming me?" Li Yanran opened her dark red eyes.
The scene in front of Mo Xie's eyes began to blur. Listening to Li Yanran's soft voice, Mo Xie felt extremely noisy, as if countless crows were screaming in his ears, very annoyed.
Li Yanran raised her hand and wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes as weak and pitifully.
Mo Xie frowned like a knot, filled with a terrible anger.
His blood flowed backwards, like a devil, and lost his mind.
Li Yanran suddenly hugged Mo Xie's legs, "Young Master, since the day you came to Luohua City, I have loved you. As long as I can marry you, even if I am a concubine, I will."
"As a concubine, are you worthy?" Mo Xie's eyes shone with blood.
He raised his leg and kicked Li Yanran. Suddenly, Li Yanran got out.
Li Yanran scratched many places, and the beads on her head were all messy, and a golden hairpin fell on the ground.
Li Yanran turned around, incredible.
Mo Xie treated her so roughly.
Mo Xie walked and shaking. He couldn't see clearly. He could vaguely find Li Yanran's position. He grabbed Li Yanran's neck and closed his five fingers.
"Get out of here." Mo Xie paused word by word, and his voice was like ice quenching his bones.
Seeing this, Mr. Zhang hid in the dark, he hurried out, "Mo Xie, let her go."
Li Yanran felt suffocated, opened her mouth and couldn't speak, holding Mo Xie's wrist in both hands.
The pain in Mo Xie's body continued to deepen. He threw Li Yanran out, and Li Yanran hit the huge tree trunk, and then his body slid down.
Mo Xie turned around and walked towards the yard and stumbled.
When a guard saw it, he hurried over to support Mo Xie.
Mr. Zhang walked to Li Yanran.
Li Yanran's forehead hit the tree's body, and it was so big that it was a ferocious wound, not only bruised but also blood oozed.
Mr. Zhang felt distressed and wiped off the blood from Li Yanran's forehead.
Li Yanran frowned, her mind buzzing. It took a moment to come back to her senses. When she looked back, Mo Xie was gone, and there was only Mr. Zhang in front of her.
Li Yanran was impatient and threw away Mr. Zhang and walked out.
Mr. Zhang hurriedly followed.
"Yanran, he doesn't want you, I want you." Mr. Zhang said hurriedly.
Li Yanran stopped and turned around, furious: "Who said that the young master doesn't want me anymore? Can you stop appearing in front of me and put away your hypocritical behavior."
Li Yanran has not had time to digest what happened today.
Mr. Zhang stood still, looking dull.
In her eyes, everything he did was hypocritical?
Mr. Zhang collapsed to the ground.
Then, he stood up and followed Li Yan.
He has no home, only Li Yanran.
Li Yanran was full of anger. Seeing Mr. Zhang chasing him relentlessly, she found a vent.
She picked up the firewood stick on the ground and smashed it on Mr. Zhang's head, like a mad dog.
In a remote corner of the city lord's mansion, the girl who was usually quiet is now crazy and turns her humble for more than ten years into anger to vent her anger.
Li Yanran released everything and suddenly felt very relaxed. The mountain on her back was gone, and the mask that was inlaid with flesh on her face for many years was also broken.
Li Yanran laughed loudly.
Chapter completed!