"My dad also asked me to have more contact with him. Why contact him? Everyone has a master!"

The three women pouted dissatisfiedly and stared at Ding Yiyi, who had become the highlight of the audience. Seeing her naturally taking Ye Nianmo's arm, he leaned towards her and bent slightly to listen carefully to her words.

Seeing that they had no chance, the two ladies took the wine glasses and left without any further entanglement. Only the other woman was left staring at Ding Yiyi, who was holding Ye Nianmo's arm.

"You are Zhu Lin, right?"

Zhu Lin turned around and looked at the person who came, and asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"

"Hello, I'm Aoxue." Aoxue drank a glass of wine, swaying the liquid in the glass with her slender fingers, and her eyes were fixed on a pair of beautiful women not far away.

"Do you like Ye Nianmo?"

"No, I don't like her. Do you know if his brother Ye Chuyun is here?"

Zhu Lin glanced around calmly and saw Ding Yiyi holding Ye Nianmo's hand. She thought Ye Chuyun had been completely rejected, and her heart felt a little rekindled.

"He is already dead."

Aoxue found that her face was very surprised when she heard the news. She burst into tears immediately, and she didn't even have time to hide it. The sadness on her face didn't look like it was fake.

She took a sip of the wine clearly and pointed at Ding Yiyi from a distance with the wine glass, "It was that woman who killed him. She was already sick. Then one night she went to accompany him and became critically ill. Obviously

Ye Chuyun's health was not good, and he was asked to go to Lake Baikal, and finally died abroad."

Zhu Lin's lips trembled slightly because of sadness and surprise. She covered her mouth with her hand to hide her sadness, and her voice was hoarse, "How could this happen?"

Aoxue continued to approach, "That woman became inseparable with Ye Nianmo not long after Ye Chuyun's death, leaving Ye Chuyun to die in peace."

Zhu Lin's eyes burst out with strong anger, "How can this woman be so despicable!"

"Why don't you teach Ye Chuyun a lesson?" Aoxue whispered against her mouth.

Zhu Lin was so angry that he walked in the direction of Ding Yiyi according to her instructions. Before he took a few steps, two men in black appeared in front of him.

The man in black grabbed her arm calmly and didn't know what to say. Zhu Lin left with an ugly expression. Upon seeing this, Aoxue wanted to slip into the crowd, but was taken away as soon as she turned around.

In the hotel room, she shouted loudly, "What are you doing to tie me up here?!"

The door opened and Ye Nianmo walked in. Seeing him, all Aoxue's arrogance subsided.

She was sitting on the sofa, and Ye Nianmo walked up to her and looked down at her, reaching out to touch her face and the scabs and scars covered by makeup.

He pressed hard, and the scab was slightly embedded in the skin, with a hint of pain. Aoxue thought again of the night Ding Yiyi disappeared, when Ye Nianmo ruthlessly scratched her face with a knife, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

.

"I think I need to let you relive the feeling of that day," Ye Nianmo said, his voice slow and low, "The Swiss Army knife penetrated your delicate skin and then embedded itself in your flesh, and the bright red blood flowed along the blade.

Come down, just need me to exert a little more force, and you may have another Korean plastic surgery today."

"Stop talking." Aoxue leaned back to avoid that gloomy look. Her whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly, like a cute golden bird.
Chapter completed!