Many wealthy nobles, even among their own brothers, have many guesses and guard against each other.

But he never suspected Ye Xingli, and trusted him as if he had trusted himself.

Because he knew that although his younger brother had become a little loose, he was clean, sincere and kind, and he could give his back with confidence no matter where he was.

He is not as good as his younger brother in this regard.

"I'm not as capable as you!" Ye Xingli grabbed his other arm, walked around his neck, and supported him, "Brother, because of you, I can live a free and casual life. Do whatever I want,

No one is perfect, you do have imperfections, but no matter how imperfect you are, you are my brother, I will support you!"

Ye Xinglan laughed, "Silly boy!"

If he could be like Ye Xingli, a little bit "silly", a little clean, not vent his anger, not plotting, not indecisive, and not looking back, his parents would not be lying on the hospital bed at this moment.

It's all his fault.

Dozens of whips are light.

If Beibei still can't relieve his anger, he can get it at any time when his injuries heal.

You can fight any time you want.

He owes Beibei.

He is willing to return it.

Otherwise, I will be uneasy for the rest of my life.

Ye Xingli helped Ye Xinglan get into the car and drove out of the villa.

After driving two or three hundred meters, a man suddenly jumped out of the roadside and rushed to the front of the car.

Zhenyuan, who was driving, quickly braked.

Ye Xinglan shook his body, his wound trembled, and his face was as white as paper, and he almost fainted.

Ye Xingli held him and frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Second Young Master," Zhen Yuan replied: "It's Miss Xixi. She suddenly broke out and blocked our car."

Ye Xingli looked over.

Shi Qianling spread her arms and stood in front of their car, looking at her death with a look of death.

Ye Xingli frowned and said, "I'll go and send her away."

"No," Ye Xinglan held him down, "I'll go by myself."

Ye Xingli frowned even more: "Your injury..."

"It's okay, I can hold on." Ye Xinglan opened the door and got out of the car despite his opposition.

He slowly walked to Shi Qianling, and every step he took seemed to walk on the tip of a knife, and the pain was so painful that it was sweating like rain.

Seeing his face as pale as snow and his body was shaking, Shi Qianling asked in shock: "Brother Lan, what's wrong with you?"

"No matter what happens to me, it has nothing to do with you," Ye Xinglan looked at her coldly, "If you want to die, please stay away. Don't block my way. I'm in a hurry to visit Beibei."

Shi Qianling's eyes were filled with tears, and she touched her cheek that was covered with gauze: "Brother Lan, I'm injured."

Ye Xinglan frowned, turned around and left.

"Alan!" Shi Qianling hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, grabbed his sleeve, and knelt at his feet with a "thump", tears fell like rain: "Brother Lan, please, save me! My dad wants to

The boss behind the underground brothel, Brother Lan, please, save me, I am your girlfriend after all, if my dad sent me to that old man, where will your face go

put?"

Ye Xinglan unexpectedly looked back at her.

He didn't expect that Shi Maotong was so cruel that he was willing to send his biological daughter to such a place.

A brothel...

If Mr. Gu Wu was not capable and rescued Ye Xingbei in time, Ye Xingbei would definitely die there.

If Ye Xingbei really dies, Gu Junzhu will definitely not let them go.
Chapter completed!