Mo Xier took a step back in disbelief: "But you said I beg you, just give me a chance."
He looked at her, his eyes like an eagle full of ridicule: "Have I ever said that? I forgot."
Xier stared at him and said in shock: "Are you teasing me again??"
Nangongze smiled elegantly, and his tone suddenly softened. He walked up to her, looked into her eyes condescendingly, and said, "Yes, so what?"
Feng Minghan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips. Nangongze, should you be so serious? She's just a little girl. Talking to the other party in such a dangerous tone, you're not afraid of scaring this beautiful girl to death.[
He patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, don't play around. Let's go find Mr. Lie. He's not in a good mood. Why bother venting his anger here with a girl."
His tone was as warm as the spring breeze. In Mo Xi'er's ears, it felt like there was new hope. She turned her head and begged him: "Sir, I beg you, please let him let my sister go."
good?"
Feng Minghan blurted out: "What? Mr. Ze, you even fucked my sister, have you changed your taste?"
Nangongze frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense here. You go first and I'll arrive later."
I don’t know why, although they are good friends, Mo Xier’s intuition told her that the handsome and charming man in front of her with such a warm smile could not be a bad person. A person with such a warm smile would definitely not be a bad person. He is the only one now.
Only then can you help yourself.
She grasped his sleeve tightly and begged: "Please, help me!"
She didn't know that such pleading would only infuriate Nunan Gongze even more. He was obviously very happy to see her helpless look, but now, an unknown fire suddenly emerged.
How dare this damn woman beg another man in front of him, even if this other man is her good friend!
His eyes suddenly turned cold and gloomy.
His eyes were half-squinted and his lips were drawn into a very dangerous arc, like a beast in the dark night, exuding a bloodthirsty aura.
Mo Xier felt it instinctively. She met his animalistic gaze stubbornly and bit her lower lip without showing any weakness.
Feng Minghan smiled even warmer, gently held Xi'er's hand, and said to him: "Master Ze, why bother arguing with a little girl? Well, what's your name?"
He asked very kindly, and his smile was so captivating that Mo Xier was stunned for a moment, and then he replied in a daze: "Mo Xier."
"Mo Xi'er, you're a beautiful person, and you even have a nice name. Xi'er, please apologize to our Master Ze and ask him to forgive you. Master Ze is a very generous person and will never care about anything, right?"
Nangongze didn't buy his account at all, and only said coldly: "Minghan, this is between me and her. There is no need for you to interfere. This woman is not worthy of your help at all. She is very good at pretending. You
Don't be fooled by her appearance."
Mo Xi'er couldn't stand that he wronged her like this, and said bitterly: "Why should I pretend? Nangongze, I just want to ask you to let my sister go. No matter how you humiliate me, I will accept it. I just ask you, don't
So cruel, please let my sister go, can you?"
His tone was extremely cold, but his expression was extremely elegant. Such extremeness would scare anyone. He coldly uttered two words: "No!"
Mo Xier's tears immediately welled up in her eyes in despair.