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1944. Chapter 1944 Filling the Soul Soup 3

After everyone left, Ming Lie waved to Yinghe. Yinghe respectfully knelt in front of him, stretching out his hand to untie his belt. He blocked it with the fan in his hand.

Welcome to the face changed and his attitude became more humble.

A pair of slender jade hands pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head and look at him. Yinghe couldn't help but tremble, and called out softly: "Master."

Ming Lie didn't speak for a long time. When he heard her speak out, he slowly spoke, "Do you hate her?"

"Welcome?" When she said this name, Yinghe frowned suddenly, and the pain in her chin almost made her scream.

I had an ominous premonition in my heart and looked at Ming Lie in horror.

Looking at his deep eyes, the thought in his heart became stronger and stronger. She couldn't believe that the person he liked was actually welcome. If he liked was welcome, how could he cancel the wedding uniformly?

No, he must not like to welcome him.

Thinking of this, Yinghe's heart calmed down, and the corners of his mouth curled upwards, revealing a sweet smile.

"I am the eldest daughter and my ability is not worse than her, but she is the heir. I have taken away everything that should belong to me. How can I not hate it?"

Ming Lie's eyes were still very cold, and there seemed to be no change, but Ying He felt an unprecedented air conditioning.

He pinched her chin and snorted coldly: "How can you compare with her!"

Yinghe's face suddenly changed, and a rumbling sound in his mind, as if a thunder blew up above his head, even his soul was blown out.

It turns out that they are all true!

It turned out that everything was not her illusion, and he really liked to welcome her.

How can he like to welcome him? How can he like to welcome him?

A line of clear tears slowly flowed down her cheeks, looking very heart-warming. However, the person in his heart was not him, and he only looked disgusted.

"If you can bring her to me, I will give you freedom."

This was the choice given to her by Ming Lie. Yinghe knelt on the ground in a daze. Looking at his cold face, his heart was filled with bitterness. She wanted to ask why she chose her at the engagement banquet, but she did not choose to welcome her.

She didn't want to ask, because she was worried that the result of the question would make her even more embarrassed.

"But Chengyu likes her very much!" This is the latest news she has received.

Chengyu went back with her and met her mother. Even though Chengyu was something she didn't want, she found it very annoying.

"Is it your former man?" Ming Lie's eyes turned cold. He thought of the man who had come to look for Yinghe, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

"Yes! He followed Yinghuan and they returned to the clan together." Seeing his face change, Yinghe felt very happy.

She is uncomfortable, so he doesn't feel comfortable either.

"It seems you are very disobedient." He groped his wrist, moved his fingers slightly, and Yinghe fell to the ground, transforming into his original form. "Since that's the case, it's better for you to stay here honestly."

A black cage appeared out of thin air, and Yinghe's hair was tied up.

It was not an ordinary cage, it was a cage that specifically restrained her magic power. As long as she was locked up and no one let her out, she would never be able to come out in her life.

"How could you treat me like this?" Yinghe asked unwillingly.

Ming Lie sneered, "Do you think it's great to make me unhappy? Since that's the case, let you taste what it means to be happy."

"Please, don't!"?
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