"you--"

Tong Ran wanted to slap him in the face for a moment.

She almost vomited blood.

Mo Beiyan stood up straight, his handsome face drooped slightly, and his eyes were smirking, "Master Ran, if you hit me, I won't fight back."

“…”

Tong Ran had a cold face, "Have you ever thought about what would happen if Huanhuan knew one day that you lied to her?"

"What can I do? I won't refuse her when I want to leave. I will open the door at any time." Mo Beiyan stroked his short hair, and his tone was cold, "There is not more people, and the shorter one is not less. If I don't have anyone, I can survive. I don't rely on anyone."

Tong Ran raised her head, she gritted her teeth, "Mo Beiyan, you will fall in love with someone one day."

"I won't fall in love with anyone," Mo Beiyan supported the table with both hands, and he sneered, "No one deserves my love, I only love myself. Because I will not hurt myself, others may hurt me."

“…”

"Don't be so sure," Tong Ran's lips curled gently, "The people who said these words ended up bleeding their heads."

Mo Beiyan smiled and spread his hands, "That's OK, I'm looking forward to that day, but maybe there will be no such thing in this life."

"I'm waiting for you to break this sentence yourself."

Tong Ran withdrew her hand and turned to walk out. She paused, "I won't let you continue to hurt Huanhuan, I will tell her the truth."

"Yes, should I record a sound or take a video?" Mo Beiyan grabbed his hair and frowned, "Do I want to do a styling? Middle points? Three or seven points?"

“…”

Sister.

Make your girl’s look! Why not shave your head?!

Tong Ran almost fainted at the door.

Mo Beiyan's voice came from behind again, and he licked his lower lip, "Master Ran, remember to tell the person who played the broken piano, he should not think of getting close to Mo Huantong again. Even if I don't want it, it's not his turn to pick it up, otherwise I will cut off his hands."

Tong Ran ignored him and walked out.

Bang!

The door was thrown up on both light and heavy.

Mo Beiyan touched his nose and always felt that what he said just now was wrong, but when he thought about it, nothing was wrong.

That's what he thought, and he just said it, how could it be wrong?

It doesn't matter whether it is right or not.

At the corner of the stairs on the second floor, Mo Huantong's face was pale, and his five fingers holding the wall were pinching deeply, and he pressed down the white wall gray.

Her eyes were open, but her shoulders were shaking, it turned out...

She was still deceived by him.

Is he too clever or she too stupid?

I was so stupid that I believed in someone who had deceived me...

She deserves to be deceived, fooled, ridiculed, abandoned...

Blindness and fractures are the best proof. He has been lying to her all the time. She actually expects that tomorrow will be better every day. He gives her flowers, and she is as happy as a child...

No, the child is not as stupid as hers.

They are just a game... Why can't she learn to follow the rules?

At this time, the servant walked out of the kitchen, "Young Master, can you have dinner. Has the eldest grandma been back?"

"She probably is full of anger."

Well.

I have never seen the eldest young lady get angry. If she can make her angry, how angry she should be...

The servant had a dark face and didn't dare to ask too much, "Miss Mo?"

Mo Beiyan pulled off the towel and threw it on the chair. He yawned, "I'll call her down, you can set the plate."

"yes."
Chapter completed!