"Anoyed?" Quan Yu asked, leaning forward, his self-deprecating cover in his eyes faded away, as thick as ink.

He had long guessed what Mi You would reflect this sentence, which was faster than he expected. The slap squeezed her angry heart without any mercy.

"Quan Yu, don't think about it!" The sound bursting out from Mi You's teeth spread in circles.

Don't think about it? He said everything he could say, and it depends on her choice. Arthur Feitong was imprisoned on the negative floor of the entire building, but only if he knew the agency, she could go in. She couldn't save him. Apart from agreeing to him, Arthur Feitong had no other way to come out.

Just like the villa in City A before, she would fall down if she had been in a lot of institutions after breaking through again.

He took all his bets like this and would succeed if he failed.

Mi You has long been the knot in his heart, so how could he let go so easily? It is not his temperament if he doesn't fight to the death.

He hooked his fingertips to the delicate coffee cup, picked it up and took a sip.

People say bitter first and sweet later, and they also hope that this is just that bitter. No matter what, there will be sweet hopes in the future.

The fragrant coffee flowed between his teeth. He didn't speak, drooped his eyelids, and couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Mi You supported her hands on the table, her heart jumped up quickly, staring at him tightly, feeling anxious.

After dealing with Quan Yu for a long time, this condition made her understand a reality that was close to destruction. Fei Tong was in his hands, and maybe he was not injured, but as long as she disagreed and did not compromise, Fei Tong could accompany him to accept various means.

How could she forget that he was the ruthless army commander who did everything he could tolerate. He had never used any means to treat criminals, so how could these things be considered a matter?

The spreading hands gradually gathered, and the nails were tightly clasped on the palm of her hand. A crazy aura flashed in her eyes. If she could, she might have lifted her entire desk.

His breathing became much faster, pressing against the storm of anger.

She wanted to calm down, so she could not confront Quan Yu at all. This way, but it made Quan Yu feel more proud that the chips he chose were enough to destroy all her reason.

"Mi You, is it so unbearable for you to marry me? Is it really a torment for you that people in the world dare not spy on this position?" An Xi could not even ask for a seat, he willingly gave it to her, and even used a trick to make him obey. The corners of his mouth were sarcastic, and it was really a turn of feng shui.

The seat he once left for An Xi through great hardships, she didn't want to give it to her for free. The coffee cup fell on the table, and the sound was very soft.

"Mi You was dead before, you strangled her to the throat with your own hands and strangled to death." Her words were a stubborn and almost determined tone, and the aggression in her eyes was swept away at the abomination of the hateful man in front of her.

"But I still want it to survive." He sighed suddenly, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or telling her.

A crisp female voice swayed in the air, and the voice finally became colder. "I'm dead, I can't survive no matter what!"
Chapter completed!