Hao Yimeng looked disbelief. Yi Jinli was... want to see Ling Yiran?

As a member of the Hao family, she naturally understood that Yi Jinli might not care much about her sister. She chose her sister because her sister was suitable to become the hostess of the Yi family.

At the funeral of my sister, the man also looked indifferent, just like his sister's life and death, which was actually an irrelevant thing for him.

Sometimes she can't help but think about what kind of things that make the man's emotions fluctuate?

Now, she saw that the irritating anger on that handsome face was something she had never seen before.

But it is because... Ling Yiran?! That woman like an ant?!

She turned to look at Xiao Ziqi beside her, but she saw the same disbelief in the eyes of the other party.

At this moment, Gao Congming, who was standing beside Yi Jinli, responded quickly, "Yes." Is Mr. Yi angry? Gao Congming's heart trembled.

Anyone who has seen Master Yi get angry will never want to see you again.

But the next moment, Yi Jinli's voice sounded again, "Forget it, you go down and deal with it, it's too noisy!"

Gao Congming responded again and hurriedly left.

Ling Yiran only felt that he had heard A Jin's voice just now, but... A Jin's voice was always faint, and he never had the trace of anger just now.

A Jin...A Jin...A Jin... The cold and beautiful face flashed through her mind.

If she really dies, will Ah Jin be sad for her?

Just when Ling Yiran felt that she was about to suffocate and fainted, the force that was pinching her neck suddenly relaxed, and she almost collapsed on the ground, constantly choking, breathing in fresh air.

Shen Wanhao was now restrained by two security guards in the club uniforms and pressed on the ground in a mess. There were a lot of security guards standing around him.

Even if Shen Wanhao heard the scolding of Yi Jinli just now, he didn't take it seriously. He didn't expect that the person who made the sound was Yi Jinli who could turn the world in the deep city.

At the same time, a senior manager of the club came over quickly.

"Manager Wang, what are you talking about? Please let them let me go!" Shen Wanhao said. His family also has shares in this club and is one of the bosses, so he is so arrogant here.

However, Manager Wang didn't even look at Shen Wanhao. He walked straight to Ling Yiran and said respectfully, "Miss, you can leave now."

Suddenly, everyone was stunned, especially Shen Wanhao.

"Manager Wang, what are you talking about? She is just a sanitation worker. I didn't let her go. Why should she..."

"This is Mr. Yi's order. Mr. Yi doesn't like being quarrels." Manager Wang said.

The word "Yi" immediately shocked Shen Wanhao. In the deep city, the word "Yi" only represents one person - Yi Jinli! The person who scolded just now... Could it be Yi Master?!

"Master Yi? How could Master Yi stand up for this woman? She... She was the perpetrator who killed Master Yi's fiancée back then!" Shen Wanhao couldn't believe it no matter what.

But Manager Wang's expression was not a joke at all.

Even Ling, who was standing beside him, was stunned. The person who saved her this time... it was Yi Jinli?!

It's like an incomparable irony.

Ling Yiran put his clothes together, stood up in a mess, and left hurriedly. He did not notice a look on the second floor, and he kept staring at her.

Yi Jinli stared at Ling Yiran's embarrassed back.

She is just the object of the game, but why... at this moment, seeing her being treated like this makes him feel uncomfortable?

It's because... even if he is the game object, does he not allow others to get involved? Even if he wants to torture her, he is the only one who can do it, others - no one can do it!

After a moment, he turned and left.

Xiao Ziqi, who was standing not far away, looked at Ling Yiran's back and a trace of thought flashed through his eyes.

Hao Yimeng, who was beside him, bit him secretly hated. It was really cheaper Ling Yiran, wouldn’t this idiot Chen Wanhao be less active?

I insisted on arguing with Yi Jinli!
Chapter completed!