Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"No, it's not like that. Jun Moyan and I are not the same as Ye Qi, I can't marry Ye Qi..." Wen Xiaoai cried and shook his head, feeling that the whole person was going to be messed up.

"Not the same? Xiao Ai, are you really ignorant or pretending to not understand?"

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"Then I'll tell you, you heard clearly, Ye Qi's liking for you is not the liking of your relatives to your relatives, nor is it the liking of your brother to your sister. It is the same as your liking for Jun Moyan, understand now? "

"what……"

Wen Xiaoai was completely stunned.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at the patriarch in disbelief.

"You used to be young, so forget it if you don't understand. If you knew you would have feelings for a Fansheng first, I don't think Ye Qi would not say anything all the time. Now I want to say, I can't say it."

"No, no, it's not like that, you lie, Ye Qi is not like that to me..."

Wen Xiaoai said, but lost his confidence.

She did not understand before, but now...

"Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai, you are so naive, Ye Qi has done so much for you, you..."

"Stop talking, stop talking..."

Wen Xiaoai covered her ears and cried loudly.

"I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, you don't want to talk."

"Woo... I beg you, don't say anything."

The patriarch looked at Wen Xiaoai, who was about to collapse, feeling unbearable, but he had to do it cruelly.

"I won't marry him, except Jun Moyan, I will not marry anyone."

She cried and shouted at the patriarch, tears streaming down her face.

"Then I might as well tell you, I have sent someone to the human world. Whether he can survive tonight depends on whether you agree."

The patriarch's ruthless words sounded.

"……what did you say?"

Wen Xiaoai stopped crying instantly, and looked at the patriarch with a cold-blooded face in disbelief.

"You don't have much time to think about it. If your hesitation kills him, don't blame me." After the patriarch finished speaking, he couldn't bear to speak any more, he turned and left.

But there was a muffled noise behind me.

She was shocked, and immediately turned around to look, and she saw Wen Xiaoai fall off the bed.

He didn't even care about the pain, he hurriedly climbed forward, grabbed one of her wide sleeves, and begged her crying.

"Grandma, I beg you, don't do this."

"Aren't you the one who loves Xiao Ai the most, I beg you, will you let him go, I beg you, don't let me marry Ye Qi brother."

"Grandma, Xiao Ai is wrong, Xiao Ai is really wrong, I will never run out again, I will be a princess, I will study hard, I will not be fooling anymore, I beg you, you let him go good or not……"

Wen Xiaoai grabbed the patriarch's sleeve, knelt on the ground crying and begging, shaking with fear.

The patriarch closed his eyes slightly, not daring to look down at Wen Xiaoai, who was crying silently.

However, the more Wen Xiaoai was like this, the more the patriarch couldn't let Jun Moyan live.

"I said, it's up to you whether he is alive or dead."

"I don't want it, I don't want..." Wen Xiaoai cried and shook his head.

"I don't want to marry Ye Qi, grandma, I beg you, don't you let me marry Ye Qi, okay? I will be obedient in the future. I really won't run out anymore, I beg you not to let me Marry him...oooo..."

"Then there is nothing to say."

As the patriarch said, he drew back his sleeves fiercely and threw away Wen Xiaoai.

Wen Xiaoai, who was having a fever, was weak, and she knelt on her knees for too long, which caused her to fall to the ground embarrassedly.