The little wild cat and the wealthy white moonlight female partner [wearing a book]

Ye Wenyu held her in her arms, and pressed the girl's head regardless of the injury on her hand, making her hug her chest tightly.

Protection is self-evident.

Just now, that kick just hit the man's genitals, the movement was fast, precise and ruthless, causing Song Yue to freeze in place, even her lips couldn't close in surprise——

Mr. Ye is too sassy!

The man on the ground covered his pants/crotch and yelled and cursed, finally brought her back from her thoughts, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call the police.

When He Xu saw these two strange women approaching for real, he panicked and got up from the ground with his pants up.

Just as he was about to run away, another kick came from behind him. The heel of the high-heeled shoe hit the fat in his waist, and he fell down again.

With a plop, the stone slab shook.

Song Yue put away her mobile phone, and without waiting for orders, she ran up to the man and blocked the way, preventing him from leaving.

"Watch him, don't let him get away."

Ye Wenyu spoke coldly, her face full of anger.

The big broom was still lying on the ground. She couldn't imagine how painful it would be if it fell on Jiang Minghuan just now.

Song Yue nodded, looked at the man, then at the long-haired girl in Ye Wenyu's arms, her eyes were full of curiosity.

The person on the ground, she could see clearly, was the person Mr. Ye came to look for this time——He Xu. As for the girl, needless to say, she must be his adopted daughter.

Could it be that Mr. Ye's real goal is this girl?

Song Yue endured it for a long time, but still couldn't hold back, she opened her mouth gossipingly,

"Boss Ye, who is this girl?"

Ye Wenyu remained silent with a cold face, and Song Yue fell silent for a moment.

The girl in her arms seemed to be terrified, her body was still shaking after such a long time, her hands were tightly clutching the wet corners of her clothes, and she obediently curled up in front of her chest without moving.

I have seen this person's lively and mischievous cute appearance, and I have also seen her stubborn appearance that is obviously wronged but refuses to shed tears, but I have never seen her like this now——

Trembling and panicking.

Ye Wenyu's complexion changed slightly, she put her arms around the girl's waist, and led her to the corner of the wall, then turned her back to block the curious gaze behind her.

The girl was shivering, and she was still wearing that old, soaked coat.

Ye Wenyu's emotions were complicated, she relaxed slightly, and finally let go of him.

"Jiang Minghuan—"

The white sweater on the chest was soaked with rainwater on the girl's face, and it was already wet a lot, and she looked a little embarrassed.

The gentle call finally brought the girl back from her panic.

Subconsciously, I want to escape.

Deep down in his heart, he already knew who the woman who saved him was, but he seemed to be angry and unwilling to admit it.

Jiang Minghuan lowered her head, her body trembling slightly from the cold, and water dripped from her wet hair, falling from midair onto the woman's black coat.

She looked at the water drop, her eyes were flushed, and the cold water on her forehead hit her face along her eyelashes, leaving a string of wet marks.

The cold enveloped the whole body, and the rain was still falling on the street.

"I'm not her, I'm not Jiang Minghuan..."

The voice was like a mosquito, and no one heard what she said.

Seeing that her expression was not right, Ye Wenyu hurriedly called out again,

"Jiang Minghuan..."

The girl still bowed her head.

Ye Wenyu casually threw the wet coat on the ground, and then took off her own coat. No matter how the girl struggled, she resolutely put the clothes on the girl.

This gentle little gesture finally made Jiang Minghuan raise his head.

Those eyes were as stubborn as ever, hidden in them was the sadness and grievance that no one had noticed.

Everything after wearing the book runs counter to the plot in the book.

The female partner who was supposed to dote on her became the person who hated her the most!

Jiang Minghuan was in so much pain, she asked questions one after another with red eyes,

"I returned the check to you, and I apologized for the joke that night, why don't you let me go?"

"Since you hate me so much, why did you save me?"

"Let He Xu beat me to death, isn't that what you want?"

Ye Wenyu trembled when she heard the sound, her eyes suddenly widened, her eyebrows were raised high, her pretty face was full of confusion.

"what are you saying?"

Jiang Minghuan didn't answer any more, she took off her warm coat and threw it back into Ye Wenyu's arms, exposing her whole body to the cold.

The original old coat was lying on the ground, completely wet, she picked up the wet clothes again as if she didn't see it.

Not far away, He Xu was still lying on the ground, and a young girl was looking up here.

Jiang Minghuan took a cold look, looked away, reached out to push the woman away, turned around and was about to leave.

Naturally, Ye Wenyu would not let her go. She had just picked up the broom in her right hand, and now her palm was still red and almost swollen.

Before the fingertips touched the girl's clothes, the back of the hand was knocked down from the air.

"Do not touch me!"

Jiang Minghuan's eyes were red, and she gave the woman beside her a fierce look.

The moment the two hands touched, a bone-piercing chill was transmitted from the girl's hand to Ye Wenyu's heart. She stood still, and the swelling and pain in her palm could no longer be felt.

At that moment just now, if I read correctly, Jiang Minghuan's eyes actually showed hatred and disgust towards her!

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Ye Wenyu was also angry, she left her job without telling Qin Xishui, and ran all the way to Gan City, all because of Jiang Minghuan!

Now that he has rescued people, he can't even get a thank you, and he will be disgusted by others for no reason!

awkward?Jiang Minghuan sneered, her eyes became more and more red, she stubbornly turned her head away, and never looked at the woman again.

Tears hung in the eye sockets, as if they were about to fall in the next second.

Ye Wenyu hated her stubborn appearance the most, the anger in her chest was blown by the wind, and immediately dissipated without a trace.

She sighed, she was the first to give in after all, and was about to apologize when the thin body with her back turned limply fell down.

"Jiang Minghuan!"

The panicked cry attracted Song Yue's attention.

When she looked up to the corner of the wall, she saw Ye Wenyu, who was usually unsmiling and calm, was opening her arms in panic to catch the falling girl firmly.

"Mr. Ye?"

Song Yue called out in a low voice, but Ye Wenyu didn't seem to hear her. Without stopping, she walked towards the entrance of the alley with the girl in her arms.

The car, just stop there.

The girl in my arms is so light that it almost weighs nothing.

The fingertips touched from the side of the waist inadvertently, and all they touched were bones.

Ye Wenyu felt a little irritable for no reason, and her face became more and more gloomy.

Before Jiang Minghuan fell into a coma, she clearly heard that sentence——

That sentence contained countless hatred and complaints.

"Admit it...you just hate me."

The grievance and self-deprecating tone in his tone cannot be ignored.

Ye Wenyu couldn't calm down until she entered the hospital.

There seemed to be some misunderstanding between her and Jiang Minghuan.

When Song Yue came over, the Mr. Ye in her heart, who would never be surprised no matter what happened, was sitting on the stool outside the hospital bed with a distressed expression, holding his mobile phone in silence.

He Xu had already been taken away by the police. As a witness, Song Yue came here after finishing the transcript at the police station. It stands to reason that Ye Wenyu and the party involved, Jiang Minghuan, would also go to the police station.

The closer she got to the door, Song Yue's steps became lighter, for fear of disturbing the people in the ward.

It wasn't until she got closer that she poked her head and looked in through the glass door. The girl on the hospital bed was obviously awake.

Although the whole person was covered by the quilt, the hand that was exposed to hold the bottle occasionally moved twice.

"Boss Ye, why don't you go in?"

Song Yue glanced at it, always felt that the atmosphere was weird, and became even more curious about the relationship between Ye Wenyu and the girl.

Speaking of which, she has been in the company for almost a year, and it seems that she has never heard any gossip about them, Mr. Ye.

Song Yue thought about it, and remembered one more thing——

A month ago, the eldest young master of the Gu family went abroad, and before leaving, he asked Ye Wenyu to drink tea, but she refused without listening.

After Qin Xishui heard about this, he even came to the company.

The Gu family is also a well-known family in Jin City, and their business is bigger than that of the Ye family, and some industries even occupy a place in foreign markets.

Gu Siran, the young master of the Gu family, like Ye Wenyu, is the next person in charge of the Gu family. Not to mention handsome, even his business talent is first-class.

Only then did Song Yue understand why Qin Yushui was so angry at that time.

The meal that Gu Siran made before leaving was not an ordinary meal, maybe it was a marriage meal between Gu Siran and Ye's family.

Gu Siran, smart, handsome and wealthy, the most capable rich second generation in Jin City, from Song Yue's point of view, there is probably no woman in the world who would reject a man like him.

She couldn't figure out why Ye Wenyu refused to even meet such an outstanding man, but was willing to put down her heavy work, reject the cooperation with Qin's, and flew to such a remote suburb for several cities on purpose. For an ordinary girl.

Could it be that Mr. Ye likes women? ! ! ! !

Song Yue was startled, and the spirit of gossip was completely ignited. Reminiscent of the content of the previous investigation, it was Ye's third wife and Ye Wenyu's mother who made the girl leave Jinshi, and all this made more sense.

The domineering and outstanding female president fell in love with a lowly civilian girl. The two secretly got together without telling everyone, but the good times didn't last long. This unrestricted same-sex love was soon discovered by the president's mother, who was stubborn and conservative. The elders of the family don't know what true love is, so they buy the girl's father with money, just to make the girl disappear in front of her daughter——

Oh my god, it's so wonderful, even novels dare not write like this!

Song Yue didn't show any emotion on her face, but she had already filled her mind with a 100 million-word novel about rich and powerful families.

"Boss Ye, you're awake, why don't you go in and take a look?"

Song Yue could remember the scene of these two people arguing in the corner just now, and this situation was obviously——Mr. Ye's little girlfriend was angry, but Mr. Ye didn't have the guts to go in and coax others, so he only dared to stand guard at the door.

When a girl loses her temper, how can she be okay if she doesn't coax her!

Song Yue was anxious for Ye Wenyu, wishing to give her advice on how to make her girlfriend happy.

"She's angry and won't see me."

Ye Wenyu put away her phone, and the screen was full of missed calls from Qin Xishui.

While talking, another phone call came. Ye Wenyu was so upset that she didn't even look at it, so she just turned off the phone.

Song Yue was quick-witted and understood right away. She went to the corner and used her mobile phone to call Qin Xishui back, saying that there was something wrong with the overseas business, and she accompanied Mr. Ye to go abroad, and it might take two days before she could go back.

Qin Xishui didn't understand business matters, and since she had arranged for Song Yue to join the company, she could rest assured that she didn't doubt a single word of these words.

Song Yue said it well, and soon scared Qin Xishui, and when she returned to the ward, Ye Wenyu was no longer there.

The girl on the hospital bed finally revealed half of her pale side face from under the quilt, looking pitiful.

Song Yue stood at the door and watched intently, and began to make up the bloody novels in her head, until someone reached out to pat her on the back, and she suddenly regained consciousness.

"His hands are cold after taking a needle, you take this in and give it to her."

Ye Wenyu was holding a hot water bottle in her hand, she didn't know where she found it, it looked very new, it seemed that she bought it on purpose just now.

The moment Song Yue saw the hot water bottle, her eyes lit up, and she became more and more sure of her guess.

As a result, the 100 million-word dog-blood novel was added with a 50-word prequel, which was about the process of their Mr. Ye and the girl getting acquainted and falling in love.

It's obviously an act of caring for your girlfriend, how can you let others do it for you?Girls are all duplicity creatures, they say they are angry, but they don't know how much they want the other party to coax them.

Song Yue waved her hand and didn't pick up the hot water bottle.

"Mr. Ye, you should give it yourself. I'll give it...it doesn't seem appropriate."

After she finished speaking, she deliberately backed away to make way for Ye Wenyu to enter the room.

"Inappropriate?"

Ye Wenyu didn't quite understand, and the corners of her brows were slightly frowned, with some puzzlement on her face.

Seeing her expression, Song Yue couldn't help complaining in her heart. It was so incomprehensible that she wanted others to help her care for her girlfriend.

As a subordinate, of course, these words can only be slandered in my heart, Song Yue smiled, pointed at the people in the ward,

"Didn't she lose her temper? Mr. Ye, if you personally send her a hot water bottle, she won't be angry anymore."

This explanation sounded reasonable, Ye Wenyu nodded, without thinking too much, she actually pushed the door open with a hot water bottle and walked in.

Song Yue wanted to go in and read the gossip, but she didn't have the guts to close the door gently, and then sat on the stool outside the door, listening to the movement in the room with her ears.

Jiang Minghuan didn't fall asleep in the first place. During the seven days of starvation, she didn't feel any pain from her injuries. Once she arrived in a warm and comfortable environment, all the pain came out.

She lay on the bed calmly, her eyes half closed, and when she heard someone coming in, she hid under the quilt again without thinking.

Ye Wenyu stood in front of the bed, sighed softly, remembering the words she said before she fell into a coma, but in the end she still didn't call her out.

The bare hand was white, thin and small, and the thin silver needles were inserted into the thin layer of flesh, which made people feel distressed.

Ye Wenyu approached, bent slightly, and gently held the girl's hand. Sure enough, as she imagined, the skin under her hand was icy cold.

Jiang Minghuan was sulking under the quilt, but her hand was suddenly held. She was a little scared, and for a moment she forgot that the needle was still inserted in her hand, and wanted to pull her hand back.

Ye Wenyu didn't expect her reaction to be so strong, so she quickly comforted her,

"Don't be afraid~"

The gentle voice calmed down the panicked kitten in the bed.

But after settling down, there was an even more intense struggle.

Jiang Minghuan was angry and didn't know how Ye Wenyu wanted to deal with her. She had a lot of curse words brewing in her heart, but before she could say anything, the hand that was being held was gently placed on a warm and soft object .

A rubber bag filled with hot water and wrapped with a layer of soft cloth.

It feels comfortable and warm.

Jiang Minghuan didn't continue to struggle, but Ye Wenyu still didn't let go.

The hot water bottle can only warm the palms of the hands, and the backs of the hands exposed in the air are still cold.

Ye Wenyu carefully placed her hand on the girl's icy hand, avoiding the needle's eye.

Under the palm, there is a warm, soft cloth; on the back of the hand, there is warm skin.

Jiang Minghuan's face was hot, and she buried her whole face under the pillow, not daring to move any more.

Ye Wenyu didn't take her hand back until there was no more coolness in her hand.

"I'll come in later."

It was still the cold tone in memory, without a trace of warmth, and it seemed that it was not the same person who warmed her hands just now.

Jiang Minghuan didn't even move, the quilt was gently pulled away by a corner, she just raised her eyes, and her eyes happened to look at the expressionless woman.

Ye Wenyu looked back, her gaze fell on that little red face, her expression finally changed,

"Your face is so red, what are you doing covering it?"

"You don't have to worry about it!"

Jiang Minghuan shrank back into the quilt again, and turned her head to the other side, obviously not wanting to see the woman in front of her.

It was the first time for Ye Wenyu to be so disgusted, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

"What are you angry about??"

She wanted to leave, but Jiang Minghuan's attitude really hurt her heart, Ye Wenyu paused, and simply sat on the side of the bed.

There was only endless silence in response to her.

"When did I say I hate you?"

Jiang Minghuan still didn't speak.

Ye Wenyu sat for a while without asking anything, and finally had to give up.

The moment she went out, Song Yue immediately greeted her. Before she could speak, Ye Wenyu opened her mouth first.

"I'll go out for a while, you stay here, the hot water bottle will get cold in a while... remember to change the hot water."

He said words of concern, but there was deep helplessness in his tone.

Song Yue also heard it, and guessed that the person inside was still angry, so she didn't dare to say more, she sent Ye Wenyu to the stairs, and then quietly backed away.

This trip lasted for three hours, and no one knew where Ye Wenyu went or what she did during this time.

During this period, Song Yue firmly remembered her instructions to change the hot water for the hot water bottle every half an hour.

Jiang Minghuan felt a little bit sorry for what she said before. After all, Ye Wenyu was the one who saved her.

Seeing that the person who came in and out to change the water for herself was a girl she didn't know, not that woman, she couldn't restrain her curiosity after all, and when Song Yue came in for the third time, she finally called out to her.

"who are you?"

Tsk, Mr. Ye's little girlfriend can count on me.

Song Yue approached with a hot hot water bottle, with a friendly smile on her face,

"I'm President Ye's assistant, Song Yue."

Song Yue?There seems to be such a person in the book.

Jiang Minghuan couldn't remember clearly, so she sat up from the bed with her arms propped up, raised her head obediently, and asked the girl to put the hot water bottle under her hands.

The well-behaved appearance is different from when facing Ye Wenyu.

Song Yue was stunned, remembering her arrogance when she faced Mr. Ye before, she couldn't help but sigh, she really was favored and confident, no one in the whole company or even the whole Ye family would dare to yell at Ye Wenyu.

I'm afraid there is only this little ancestor left.

"If you persist for a while, the half bottle will be finished."

There was only half of the medicine in the hanging bottle, but Mr. Ye hadn't come back yet, Song Yue tucked up the quilt for him, turned around and left.

When he was about to walk to the door, the girl on the bed made another soft sound,

"Ye, Ye...Where is Ye Wenyu?"

Jiang Minghuan held back for a long time, blushing, and finally called out that name.

Song Yue turned around, shook her head,

"Boss Ye is out on errands, don't worry, she will be back soon."

"I'm not worried about her..."

Jiang Minghuan hastily retorted, but Song Yue only thought she was shy and smiled playfully at her before gently closing the door behind her.

Only the girl was left sitting on the hospital bed with a blushing face.

Twenty minutes later, Ye Wenyu finally came back in a hurry, followed by two policemen, Song Yue immediately recognized these two who had just made notes for her.

Mr. Ye really had a heart, for the sake of that person in the ward, he actually took him to the hospital to make a record.

Before entering the room, Ye Wenyu did not forget to remind her that she hoped that when taking notes, she would take the victim's feelings into consideration and avoid leaving a second shadow.

Considering that the person involved was underage, both policemen nodded in agreement, and Ye Wenyu followed them in.

The transcript was over soon, and Song Yue sent the police back to the police station this time.

Before the three of them left, Ye Wenyu took out an exquisite food box from the trunk of the car. No matter how fast Song Yue looked at it, she only saw the words "Yue Shi Xuan".

Yueshixuan - the most famous porridge shop in the country.

The porridge shop in Gan City is at the other end of the city

Only then did Song Yue understand that it would take three hours just to go to the police station. Ye Wenyu had gone around the city.

Love!

Mr. Ye absolutely loves that girl!

As for the other two whom she labeled as "couple", at this moment, they started arguing again in the ward.

After seven consecutive days of hunger, Jiang Minghuan could only live on porridge for a while.

Ye Wenyu knew that she had a bad life a few days ago and suffered a lot of grievances. While feeling sorry for her, she went to Yueshixuan dozens of kilometers away and bought the most famous porridge there.

It's a pity that Jiang Minghuan didn't buy it at all.

"I'm not hungry."

Just as Ye Wenyu put down the food box, that's what she heard.

Tired all day, how can you not be hungry?

The mouth is not the heart.

Ye Wenyu just pretended not to hear, and took the wrinkle out of the insulated food box on her own.

"Eat a little even if you're not hungry, it's good for your stomach."

"Say no to eat!"

Still refusing, Ye Wenyu's hand holding the bowl froze, and it took a long time before she continued to move.

Soon, two bowls of porridge were packed.

"But I'm hungry, you eat with me."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Wenyu took one of the bowls and sat on the side of the bed.

Jiang Minghuan was even more unconvinced when she heard her domineering order, and the rebellious factor in her body was completely aroused.

"Why do you ask me to eat with you?"

"I don't want to eat it, take it away!"

Ye Wenyu lowered her eyes and did not speak. She was still holding the bowl of porridge in her hand, and the sides of the bowl were already a little cold.

The scattered curly hair blocked half of her face, making it difficult to see the expression on her face.

A brief silence made the air dull.

The slight heat from the porridge floated on the tip of his nose accompanied by the tempting taste of food. Jiang Minghuan turned his head slightly and bit his lip, worried that the woman would be angry.

"you--"

He only uttered one word, and the rest was blocked by the porridge fed into his mouth.

This is a bowl of sweet porridge.

The sweet taste of corn and sweet dates spreads on the tip of the tongue, and the temperature is just right.

At this moment, Jiang Minghuan acted like a fool, she forgot to chew, and swallowed what was in her mouth.

But she still tasted the sweet taste.

And, the faint smile on that indifferent woman's face.

All the grievances and grievances are resolved in this smile as light as spring breeze.

Jiang Minghuan didn't continue to be stubborn, Ye Wenyu gave her a bite, and she took a bite, she was very obedient.

During the whole process, neither of them spoke.

Ye Wenyu's porridge-feeding hand was tied with gauze, and her movements were always a little unnatural.

Jiang Minghuan also found out, and her complexion suddenly turned sour for no reason.

Looking at the gauze, she felt extremely uncomfortable. She brought the spoon to her mouth, but she didn't open her mouth. Instead, she turned her head away and uttered two words in a low voice,

"full."

A bowl of porridge, only half eaten, is this full?

Ye Wenyu frowned, remembering that the doctor told her not to overeat every meal, she was relieved and didn't force her to eat more.

Another bowl of porridge on the table was obviously cold.

Ye Wenyu didn't care, she couldn't finish eating half of it, so she put it back.

The potion in the hanging bottle is almost gone.

Ye Wenyu called the doctor, pulled out the needle, and then gently pressed the needle hole with a cotton swab.

By the time the doctor left, no blood had leaked from the wound.

Ye Wenyu threw the cotton swab into the trash can, and when she turned her head to look at Jiang Minghuan on the hospital bed, she realized that her face was a little unnatural.

Just after eating, the girl's complexion improved a lot, her face was not as pale as before, but her cheeks were red like ripe apples.

Ye Wenyu approached, and before anyone could react, she reached out and touched Jiang Minghuan's forehead.

"uncomfortable?"

The girl looked tangled, blushed and shook her head, put down the hot water bottle in her hand,

"I'm going to the toilet."

It is a normal phenomenon after finishing the hanging bottle.

Ye Wenyu smiled, stretched out her hand to uncover the quilt,

"I'll take you."

There is no private bathroom in the ward, and you can only go to the public toilet if you want to relieve it. Ye Wenyu led someone there, and was about to ask if she needed help, so Jiang Minghuan rushed in.

As if she was some kind of scourge.

Thinking of that man's obedient appearance while eating, the corners of Ye Wenyu's mouth could not help but curl up slightly, even in her eyes, there was a gentle smile that she hadn't even noticed.

Just in the evening, the number of people in the hospital suddenly increased.

Ye Wenyu waited for more than ten minutes but did not wait for anyone to come out, so she couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Jiang Minghuan?"

She yelled at the door, but no one answered.

There are more than a dozen toilets, but I don't know which one Jiang Minghuan is in.

Ye Wenyu searched one by one, and finally heard the voice of response in the last one.

With a sound of "click", the lock was unlocked from the inside. Ye Wenyu pushed open the door of the toilet. When she looked in, she only saw a small red face that was almost bleeding, and a pair of hands covered with water. star eyes of light,

"Ye Wenyu—my stomach hurts."

The 17-year-old girl has a stomachache, and it's obvious what it means.

Ye Wenyu came to her senses in an instant, with a gentle voice to comfort her,

"Don't be afraid, wait for me here."

Jiang Minghuan nodded, and stood there in embarrassment until the woman left before closing the toilet door again.

Ye Wenyu soon brought over a new hospital gown, wrapped in a pair of brand new pink underwear and a small sanitary napkin.

Jiang Minghuan took the clothes with a blushing face, and her face was still red when she came out.

Naturally, Ye Wenyu took that hand and led her out of the toilet.

Jiang Minghuan was still in a daze until he lay back on the hospital bed.

In the real world, she didn't suffer from dysmenorrhea, but this body suffered from it.

In the lower abdomen, it seemed that several horses were trampling back and forth.

The pain was so bad that she couldn't even lie down.

At the moment of discomfort, a cold hand reached into the quilt, the clothes were lifted, and the warm hot water bottle was put on.

The unbearable pain was instantly dispelled.

Jiang Minghuan opened her eyes. Under the backlight, what she saw was Ye Wenyu's delicate, worried face.

"Is it better?"

The woman bent down and buried one hand in the bed.

The two of them were very close, and the woman's breath was almost still flowing around her lips when she spoke.

Jiang Minghuanzheng was stunned for a moment, his face turned redder, and it took a long time before he nodded foolishly.

Ye Wenyu then withdrew her hand, and then pulled up the quilt a little bit, finally feeling relieved.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Ye Wenyu didn't leave, but sat down instead.

Jiang Minghuan turned sideways and closed her eyes, not wanting to look at her. In a trance, a cold fingertip gently pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her head.

Entering the eyes are the beautiful eyes of a woman.

The softness contained in it almost overflowed, Jiang Minghuan looked into those eyes and couldn't help trembling all over.

Ye Wenyu held her hand, parted her red lips slightly,

"At that time, why did you say those words?"

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