Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Old Madam Mo stomped her cane with a serious expression, almost staring a hole in Bai Yangyang's back!

"If you refuse to agree to this marriage tonight, I promise, I will let the Zhan family return the capital with interest!"

Outright threat.

Bai Yangyang stood on the spot, clasped the gift box with her slender fingers, and the joints were slightly white: "Apart from threatening me, what else will you do?"

"I have been away for more than ten years, and you have ignored me. Now you want to control my marriage. Are you qualified?"

Bai Yangyang had long since given up on the Mo family.

In her previous life, life was worse than death, and the Mo family never showed up, but they disliked her for being worthless!

In this life, many things have changed, she is no longer the submissive Bai Yangyang, the Mo family is now anxious to control her marriage, just in exchange for benefits, that's all.

She saw this very clearly.

It was the first time for Mrs. Mo to be disobeyed in this way, and her face turned livid with anger.

"I know you have had a hard time these years, but I will double your compensation in the future, as long as—"

"I do not need."

Bai Yangyang interrupted the old lady with a cold expression, "I just want you not to meddle in my affairs, is that okay?"

Old Madam Mo's complexion became even worse.

Obviously not.

Knowing that she would not let go, Bai Yangyang rushed out the door and out of the box, only then remembered that the old lady had taken the phone away.

Going back to get it now is tantamount to asking for trouble.

She still had some change in her pocket, so she took a taxi at the door and went straight to Yueya Xiaozhu.

Inside the box.

Mr. Wei didn't expect Mrs. Mo to be wishful thinking, so he glanced at his grandson and took him away.

After walking out of Song Yu Pavilion, Mr. Wei still felt a little pity.

"You really don't like that girl?"

Mo Yan didn't answer, but changed the subject: "Grandpa, it's getting late, let's go back."

How can Mr. Wei not know his mind, "Ah Yan, I have been thinking about you all these years when you are outside, if you like it, you have to fight for it, don't just fight for it."

Mo Yan supported the old man without saying a word.

He is not qualified to fight.

He didn't want to fight either.

"Grandpa, in my eyes, she is my own sister, as long as she lives well."

Mo Yan still didn't let go.

Mr. Wei sighed, and the grandpa and grandson left.

……

Crescent House.

The room was deserted.

The bright moonlight came in through the window screens, and the man looked like a statue with deep eyes.

In the entire living room, there was only a slight sound of breathing.

And the sound of the clock turning, tick tock, every sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.

He is very clear.

Tonight, the Mo family will arrange for her to have a blind date with Mo Yan.

She rested today, but it's so late, she hasn't come back yet...

Zhan Beixiao tried his best to control himself and not to think about it. He even thought that as long as he could come back before twelve o'clock, he could wait for her to explain, or he could just pretend it didn't happen.

As long as I can come back...

Time passed by, and the door was still pushed open.

The man's breathing became heavier and heavier, the moonlight was hazy, and even the air was filled with cold factors.

Suddenly the bell rang.

He looked at the mobile phone on the coffee table, and there was a string of unfamiliar numbers on it.

He took the phone by accident and pressed the answer button.

"The engagement banquet will be held after the next year. Mo Yan, you and Yangyang's childhood sweethearts have grown up, and I will ask you to take care of Yangyang from now on."

It was Mrs. Mo's voice.

The moment Zhan Beixiao heard the voice, his agitation seemed to flow through his blood, continuously transpiring, arousing his anger little by little.

Do not……

This is not true.

She can't agree, absolutely can't!
Zhan Beixiao knew that Old Madam Mo had made the call on purpose, and his brain throbbed in pain.

He even heard the sound of blood coagulating, and his whole body was cold.

A familiar voice came from over there: "Okay, I will listen to you."

The call stopped abruptly.

Zhan Beixiao stared at the phone, the screen was still on, but in just ten seconds, all his patience and efforts for so long were completely destroyed.

Anger mixed with unwillingness grew little by little.

As if he had gone crazy, he picked up his mobile phone and slammed it towards the TV. There was a loud noise, but it couldn't conceal the anger in his heart.

He reached out, took off his jacket, unbuttoned it, and breathed heavily.

The TV was smashed and torn apart.

Facing the bright moonlight, the fragments on the ground were inexplicably a little chillier, making people shudder.

Bai Yangyang didn't expect that there would be accidents when taking a taxi.

The car broke down halfway, and it happened to be on a sparsely populated road.

She got out of the car with the gift box and waited for a long time, but she didn't see a taxi, so she just got out of the car and walked towards Crescent Moon House step by step.

Song Yuge is not too close to Crescent Moon House, about ten kilometers away.

The car broke down halfway, and there were still nearly seven kilometers to go. She walked fast.

But she didn't care about it, and the speed continued to increase.

Arriving at Yueya Xiaozhu, Bai Yangyang took a deep breath, put on his shoes, carried his things, and opened the door.

"I am back."

The man in the living room heard the sound and looked over.

Seeing the darkness, Bai Yangyang thought that Zhan Beixiao hadn't come back, so she put down the gift box and took off her high heels.

She walked back with a worn foot.

Burning pain.

She reached out, intending to turn on the wall lamp.

But he didn't want to be clasped around the waist by a pair of hands, and a cold and stern breath came: "Where did you go?"

Zhan Beixiao's voice was extremely cold, and he exerted a little force with his big hands. In the dark night, his eyes were piercingly cold.

Bai Yangyang was taken aback. Hearing the voice, he breathed a sigh of relief, and complained a little.

"You are back, why don't you turn on the light?"

She didn't turn on the lights at home, so she thought she hadn't come back?

Zhan Beixiao bowed his head, a familiar smell lingered on the tip of his nose, mixed with a little men's perfume.

This is Mo Yan's smell.

Her body was stained with the smell of Mo Yan...

He narrowed his eyes, his anger rose, and the next second, he hugged Bai Yangyang.

"Where are you taking me-"

Before Bai Yangyang realized that the danger was approaching, he subconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck: "Wait, turn on the light first!"

Without saying a word, Zhan Beixiao carried her into the bathroom and threw her into the bathtub.

His movements were not gentle, Bai Yangyang hit the edge of the bathtub, Bai Nen's waist instantly turned red, and it hurt hotly.

"Master Zhan, what's wrong with you..."

He was out of order tonight, so rough!

click.

Zhan Beixiao turned on the light, the dazzling light fell, and Bai Yangyang was taken aback.

The man's eyes were red, he was tall, he stepped forward slightly, and the shadow completely covered her.

Bai Yangyang only saw him like this once.

The first time they met, Zhan Beixiao was like this, wishing to kill her, she felt chills down her spine.

"Master Zhan, you..."

"I'll ask again, where did you go at night?"

How dare Bai Yang let Zhan Beixiao know what happened at night?

She tried to brush off the blind date affair!
With a pale face, she tried to soften her voice: "Master Zhan, I'm in the studio at night, and I prepared something for you..."

He should like the suit she made by herself.

Thinking of this, Bai Yangyang's eyes turned, she even thought of how handsome he would be wearing that suit on him!

"Is it interesting to lie to me?"