"Because I don't like civets either!"

Ye's answer was somewhat beyond Mo Shangran's expectations. She glanced at him, then lowered her head and continued to treat the wound, but her heart ached terribly.

At this moment, she will be far away from that warmth forever. She can only put Anyang in the corner of her heart. She can no longer be so blatantly coquettish with him, can no longer see his spring-like smile, and can no longer feel pain.

He said in his ear, "Honey, I want to have sex with you!"

Mo Shangran's tears suddenly came in a surge, and they came quickly, but she didn't want to stop them. She let the big tears fall on the back of her hands, carrying his reluctance, her sadness, her helplessness, and

Her forbearing love flowed down together.

Anyang, I can only protect you in this way now, can you forgive me?

Mo Shangran's heart seemed to have been cut with countless wounds by knives, and it was dripping with blood and bleeding.

Ye quietly allowed her to vent, then turned her head away, let out a long sigh, and then closed her eyes.

He gave her space to grieve and time to mourn. At this moment, as long as she was by his side, nothing mattered.

The car quickly drove out of the imperial capital and stayed at a hotel in a small county town.

The nightclub is high-end. No matter what the situation is, he always spends money like water, always stays in the most luxurious hotels and eats the pickiest food.

Mo Shangran had already been carried to the presidential suite by Ye. Even though his arm was injured, even if it would involve the wound and cause the wound to open, he still insisted on carrying Mo Shangran upstairs.

Mo Shangran originally wanted to struggle, but after discovering that there was a vacuum below her, she canceled her intention to come down and walk. After all, she couldn't do such a thing if she was asked to walk in the lobby of the hotel without wearing anything.

At this time, someone had already prepared clothes for Mo Shangran. The style was the latest design from Paris, but Mo Shangran did not feel happy.

"What? You don't like it?"

"It's just a piece of clothing, it doesn't matter what you wear!"

Mo Shangran's voice was cold, but Ye didn't think anything of it, as if she was born to be that cold.

"Do you want to take revenge on Chi Xiaoxue?"

Ye's suggestion made Mo Shangran raise his head suddenly, and his eyes flashed with resentment. It is all Chi Xiaoxue's credit that she has reached this point. To say that he hates her is a bit embarrassing for himself!

At this moment, she wanted to beat his muscles and peel off his skin!

"Can you help me?"

"No! I can support you! Whatever you want to do, just go ahead and do it. If the sky falls, I will support you! As long as you don't kill him, it's up to you!"

After Ye said this with a smile, he turned around and left Conveniently. His dimples that seemed to be absent once again made Mo Shangran confused.

My heart throbbed violently, and my hatred for Chi Xiaoxue became even stronger.

Mo Shangran went into the bathroom and took a shower, but was a little worried when he came out. Although he was mentally prepared to sell his body to Ye Lai from today on in exchange for Anyang's safety, he was really awake to face a Mo Shangran.

As a human being, she became timid for the first time.

Ye was no longer in the room. She didn't know where he had gone and didn't dare to ask.

She put on the clothes prepared for her in the night and slowly walked out of the room, but she saw the figure of the second young master quickly jumping out of the staircase window.

What is he going to do?

Mo Shangran's curiosity suddenly aroused at this moment. Perhaps she felt that the second young master seemed to be too enthusiastic about Anyang's affairs, so she followed him without thinking.

The night was cold, and Mo Shangran felt slightly cold, but he calculated the distance and slowly followed Er Shao. When he saw him turning into a farmyard, Mo Shangran followed him quietly against the wall.

The lights were on in the room, and two men could be seen from the window, and one of them seemed familiar to Mo Shangran.

Mo Shangran acted as an eavesdropper for the first time. When he saw the second young master sneaking in, he immediately squatted in the corner and listened to the voices inside.

"How is it? Does the wound still hurt?"

The voice of one of the men made Mo Shangran tremble all over, and he suddenly felt like crying.

Brother-in-law Ye Feng!

After experiencing so much, Mo Shangran suddenly felt very aggrieved when she could hear the voices of her relatives. However, she could not cry loudly and could only endure it and bit her lower lip until it bled.

"It's okay! As long as Ran Ran is here, I can't die!"

This sound was clearly that of night!

"Boss, there has been a lot of activity on the Civet Cat side recently. I don't think they are targeting us, but they seem to have a big plan, and they haven't been able to find out yet."

The second young master's voice was lazy, but still maintained its original tone.

Ye Feng sighed softly and said calmly: "She came here for Anyang! A few years ago, when Anyang went abroad to help fight against drugs, he sniped and killed a drug lord leader, and that man was the father of Civet Mao! So she has been there for so many years

Come, I have been looking for opportunities to avenge my father! Anyang can't escape this time!"

"If you can't escape, don't escape! As long as Anyang dies, and she doesn't die in the hands of a civet cat, she will definitely jump! Then it would be a good strategy to kill her all while she is flustered!"

Ye's voice was still low, but what he said made Mo Shangran, who was eavesdropping, frown slightly.

"Ye, do you want Ye's identity to continue to exist in the future? If Anyang dies, how will you explain to Ran Ran?"

Ye Feng grabbed Ye's collar, with suppressed anger in his voice.

"She is my sister-in-law! If you dare to make her sad or harm her in this plan, I swear, I don't care who you are, I will kill you!"

The sound of Ye Feng gnashing his teeth made Mo Shangran so moved that he wanted to cry. At this moment, she wanted to run out, hug Ye Feng, cry loudly, and tell her grievances, but she couldn't! She could only silently cry by herself.

Bear it all.

"Okay! I don't want Ran Ran to be sad! But you told me that Chi Xiaoxue sent her to a wealthy club for auction. What can I do? She is my woman! Do you want me to watch her like a commodity?

Was it sold to someone else?”

Ye Yi shook off Ye Feng's restraint, but Mo Shangran's ears suddenly pricked up because of the words "she is my woman".

Why would he say that?

All along, she has only belonged to Anyang! Even after three years of dating with Li Zheyu, this body still belongs to Anyang! Why did Yehui say she was his woman before the auction?

An answer was ready to come out, but Mo Shangran couldn't understand it. If Ye was really Anyang, then why did he do this? Why did he watch her in pain and remain indifferent? Why could she be so cruel to let her endure the betrayal?

What does he feel like?

"But have you ever thought about Ran Ran's feelings? Don't you know what kind of woman she is? Doing this will only make her hate you!"

Ye Feng's voice sounded a little regretful, a little helpless, and a little unspeakably lonely.

But Mo Shangran didn't want to hear any more. She quietly stood up and left the farmyard as quietly as she had arrived.

Just as she was walking away, Ye looked at the lonely back outside the window, with pity flashing in her eyes.

Ye Feng sighed slightly, shook his head gently, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you just tell Ran Ran who you are?"

"There are things she needs to discover on her own! What I say and what she sees will never be the same!"
Chapter completed!