"My dad asked me to contact him more, what should I do? Everyone has a master!"

The three women pouted in dissatisfaction and stared at Ding Yiyi, who became the highlight of the audience. Seeing her naturally pulling Ye Nianmo's arm, he turned his head and leaned towards her, bent down slightly and listened carefully to her.

Seeing that they had no chance, the two celebrities left with their glasses and left without entanglement. Only another woman was left staring at Ding Yiyi, who was holding Ye Nianmo's arm.

"You are Zhu Lin."

Zhu Lin turned around and looked at the person coming, asked in confusion: "What are you?"

"Hello, I'm Aoxue." Aoxue broke a glass of wine, her slender fingers swayed the liquid in the glass, and her eyes were placed on a pair of beautiful people not far away.

"Do you like Ye Nianmo?"

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

Zhu Lin glanced around quietly. Seeing Ding Yiyi holding Ye Nianmo's hand, she thought Ye Chuyun had been completely rejected, and her heart was rekindled.

"He is dead."

Aoxue found that when she heard the news, she was very surprised and immediately burst into tears. She didn't even have time to hide the grief on her face. The grief on her face didn't seem to be pretending.

She took a sip of wine in a clear way, held the wine glass and pointed at Ding Yiyi from afar, "It was killed by that woman. She was already sick. Later, one night she went to accompany him and became critically ill. Ye Chuyun was obviously in poor health, so she asked him to go to Lake Baikal and eventually died abroad."

Zhu Lin's lips were trembling slightly because of sadness and surprise. She reached out to cover her mouth to cover her sadness, and her voice was hoarse, "How could this happen?"

Ao Xue continued to approach, "The woman was immediately inseparable from Ye Nianmo not long after Ye Chuyun's death, making Ye Chuyun die with her eyes closed."

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

"Why don't you teach Ye Chuyun a lesson?" Ao Xue whispered softly from her mouth.

Zhu Lin was stunned by anger and actually followed her instructions to walk towards Ding Yiyi. Before she could walk a few steps, two men in black appeared in front of her.

The man in black grabbed her arm without hesitation, not knowing what to say, Zhu Lin left with a very ugly face. Seeing this, Ao Xue wanted to sneak into the crowd, but when she turned around, she was taken away.

In the hotel room, she shouted, "What do you do to tie me here at will?"

When the door opened, Ye Nianmo walked in and saw him, Aoxue's arrogant arrogance was restrained.

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

As soon as he pressed the gravity, the scabbed area was slightly embedded in the skin, with a hint of pain. Aoxue remembered the night when Ding Yiyi disappeared. Ye Nianmo scratched her face ruthlessly with a knife, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

"I think I need to let you recall the feeling of that day," Ye Nianmo spoke, his voice slowly and low. "The Swiss army knife penetrated your delicate skin and then embedded it into your flesh and blood. The bright red blood flowed down the blade. Just need me to use a little more force, and today you may have plastic surgery in Korea."

"Stop talking." Ao Xue leaned back to avoid the gloomy eyes. Her whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly, like a beloved golden-wire bird.
Chapter completed!