Overlord's best villain

Ye Qingsong sat on the leather sofa and laughed, "Yu Ran, the way you concentrate on your work really looks like your father."

In Ye Qingsong's eyes, Ye Yuran and her father were both a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. No matter how you looked at them, they were an eyesore. Even if Ye Guyan died, his invisible influence still existed.

Ye Yuran paused with the pen in his hand, looked up at Ye Qingsong and said with a smile, "Uncle, don't you feel guilty when you talk about my father?" Ye Qingsong, how long are you going to wear that hypocritical mask?

Ye Qingsong leaned on the backrest and looked at Ye Yuran with cold eyes, "You don't need to hint to me. Ye Yuran, do you think you have won just because you are sitting in this position? You are too confident. I think.

No one can take away what you want. I don’t mind... taking another life."

Ye Yuran clenched his fists and glanced at him with a cold light, "You finally admitted it, right? My parents were killed by you, right?" Ye Qingsong, you finally dare to admit it.

"So what. Who cares about the cases that have happened in the past so many years? Even if you find evidence, you may not be able to put me in jail. So I advise you to be smarter, and some things will be over once they are over. Otherwise, this will happen

It won’t do anyone any good if we go down.”

Ye Qingsong gave it a try now. Don’t you want to bet? Then bet to the end and see who is the final winner?

He never takes anyone seriously...

"Despicable villain." Ye Yuran squeezed out a few words through his teeth. His eyes of hatred were locked on him.

"Huh. Despicable? So what if I'm despicable for what I want? Ye Yuran, there are two ways you can choose now. One: Give me the position of CEO, and I can guarantee that you will have enough food and clothing. Two: If

If you choose to continue to fight against me, you will only end up dead... I believe you are a smart person and you should know how to choose."

Ye Qingsong is not afraid of anything anymore. For what he wants, he will do anything. Even if he kills his niece with his own hands.

Ye Yuran sneered, "I choose... to let you die."

After hearing this, Ye Qingsong's face changed drastically and he snorted coldly, "Ye Yuran, do you really think I don't dare? Since you want me to die so much, then I will definitely let you see who dies first." He left the sentence behind.

, Ye Qingsong left angrily.

Ye Yuran sat in his original position with a disapproving expression: Ye Qingsong, I hope you won't kneel in front of me and beg for mercy.

The sound of a text message "beep" brought Ye Yuran out of his thoughts.

She opened the screen with her hand, and a few words jumped into her eyes: Yuran, I'm waiting for you downstairs.

She put down her phone, sorted the documents on the table, and hurried downstairs.

When Ouyang Haoxuan saw Ye Yuran coming down, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile, "Yu Ran, are you so anxious to see me? You came out in just two minutes."

Ye Yuran curled his lips, "What do you want from me?"

"It's nothing, let's talk while eating." As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Haoxuan helped Ye Yuran open the car door and motioned for her to get in the car.

Ye Yuran got on the car and asked, "What happened?"

Ouyang Haoxuan stretched out his hand to brush away her scattered hair and said with a gentle smile, "You! You've been too tired recently. I'll take you to relax."

Ever since she found out that Mu Zichen killed her brother, Ye Yuran had been working day and night. Sometimes she almost forgot to eat and sleep.

Occasionally passing by her house, he could always see her waking up from a nightmare. Then she stopped sleeping and got up to work. If this continued, her iron-clad body would collapse. Ouyang Haoxuan felt pain in his heart.

But he couldn't do anything for her.