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Chapter 82: Okay, I'll marry you! "What you said is a bit too early..." Mo Wan frowned and looked at him intently...

Hearing this, the coldness and ridicule in his eyes became more intense, and the look on his face was extremely arrogant and noble; "So what, if what you want to talk about is still the last time, then you can get out now!"

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Without words, Mo Wan bit his lip and took out the sandalwood box that had been hidden behind him.

Suddenly, Pei Yihuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and there was a fierceness in the cold eyes. With a move of his big hand, he reached directly towards the sandalwood box.

But Mo Wan moved faster than him. Before his fingers could touch her, she had already hidden the sandalwood box behind her again and quickly retreated into her room.

She knew in her heart that if it were a competition of strength, she wouldn't be able to beat her. If he snatched her away, her last hope would be gone.

His handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, and his tall body moved, slowly approaching Mo Wan's room step by step.

His expression was a little too sinister, which made Mo Wan feel a wave of fear in his heart. He moved his hand to close the door, but his strong body had already forced the door open.

The condescending figure was filled with gloom, and Pei Yihuan's eyes narrowed; "Where did you get it?"

"Your father gave it to me..." Mo Wan answered truthfully and took another step back.

"Bring it here..." the cold voice ordered.

"No!" Mo Wan used all the courage in his body to look directly into his eyes. His body was trembling slightly, but the words in his mouth were extremely firm; "Maybe we can make a deal..."

His tall figure paused slowly, and his cold thin lips opened and closed; "You give me the urn, and then I will marry you?"

"Yes!" Mo Wan nodded heavily!

"It seems that you really haven't woken up..." Pei Yihuan suddenly took a step forward with his long legs, reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him; "You are not qualified to make a deal with me.

I definitely want the urn, but I will definitely not marry you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his long arms and walked towards the urn behind her.

Holding the urn tightly, Mo Wan raised his cheeks and stared into his eyes: "Are you also capable of being cruel to women?"

Pei Yihuan's cold and deep voice squeezed out word by word from his thin lips: "The first two slaps didn't touch you. That was mercy for you. This is your third provocation. My patience is limited, so take it!

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"No!" Mo Wan's back was still straight!

Absolutely...she will never give the urn to him...now...the urn is her life!

And...and it's the only thing that can save her right now!

"I don't like forcing women. One last time, bring it here!" He squeezed her chin so hard that it hurt.

Mo Wan took a deep breath with difficulty. He couldn't care so much anymore. He lowered his head and bit the back of his hand hard with his sharp broken teeth.

Not only that, she almost used all her strength and even stepped on his instep.

Then, while he wasn't paying attention, she pushed his body hard with both hands, and then she quickly ran to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened it.

Clear bite marks suddenly appeared on the slender fingers. His face was still cold, angry flames danced in his deep eyes, and his thin lips uttered two words coldly: "Very good!"

Such two simple words sent a chill down Mo Wan's back, and even his pores stood up tremblingly.

With his long legs moving, Pei Yihuan slowly approached Mo Wan in front of the window step by step...

The flashing light in his eyes was not kind, like a leopard trying to tear apart the prey in front of him!

"Don't come over!" Mo Wan looked at him pretending to be calm, then quickly opened the sandalwood box in his hand and stretched it out the window before saying, "If you come over again, I will pour out all the ashes in the box.

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Eyes as cold as ice were fixed on Mo Wan, and he slowly said word by word: "If you dare to do that, you will never live again!"

Her body couldn't stop trembling with the words, but she still stood there with her teeth gritted and shouted: "Don't threaten me! Do you think I will be afraid of you? Tell you, I will not be afraid of you.

, do you think I’m really that easy to bully? Today I’ll let you see if I really dare or not!”

As she spoke, she tilted the hand she stretched out the window, and the urn in her hand also tilted, and the ashes in the box slowly slid down. If her hand tilted a little more, all the ashes would definitely be scattered...

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His eyes fixed on the sandalwood box, Pei Yihuan's leopard-like eyes turned cold, and a murderous aura slowly emerged in his eyes...

"Really! You don't have to look at me in such a threatening way. I'm not afraid of anything right now, not even death, so there's nothing you can do to threaten me!" Mo Wan suppressed the fear in his heart and looked at him...

..Secretly authentic.

If her father dies, then she is the culprit, and she will never forgive herself in her life!

Now is really her only chance and the most likely chance for her to succeed, so she will never give up!

"It seems that you really want to die. Do you want to taste death? Let me help you..." Pei Yihuan's eyes were full of ruthless coldness.

As soon as he finished speaking, he approached Mo Wan step by step.

Seeing the close distance between the two of them, Mo Wan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and shook his hands gently, and some of the ashes fell with the cold wind...

"I told you not to come over! I can really do anything at this time! If you dare to take one step closer, I will all...all fall down!"

She screamed loudly to him, and as her body trembled, the urn in her hand also shook back and forth, and she was about to scatter all the ashes...

"You really want to die in my hands!" Pei Yihuan's deep eyes were blood red, and the evil look on his face made people want to scream in horror.

Almost not daring to look at that look again, Mo Wan took a deep breath; "Aren't you still going to agree? If I lose all my sense later and do something irreversible, don't regret it! I'm not afraid anymore! Anyway,

I'm not afraid of anything anymore! As long as I see you take another step, I will throw it down immediately, and I will definitely do what I say!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she tilted her hand again, and the ashes fell like snow...

At this moment, a cold and unbearable voice came over word by word: "I, answer, answer!"

Mo Wan was startled, looking at him in disbelief, and then shouted tremblingly: "What did you say? Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly!"

"I, promise, marry you!" He still said coldly and authentically every word, but compared to the way he looked like he wanted to devour people just now, he was so calm now that it made people panic and scared.

As soon as her body moved, Mo Wan jumped down from the window with the box in her arms, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, a pair of big hands pinched her neck tightly.

Unable to breathe, her cheeks turned red, like a drowning person, and she couldn't help but start rolling her eyes.

The feeling of suffocation wrapped around her tightly. Just when she thought she would die like this, Pei Yihuan raised his hand, took the box with one hand, and threw her to the ground without mercy with the other hand.

Her body was thrown to the ground so hard that she could clearly hear the crisp sound of bones cracking. She just sat on the ground, rubbing her waist that was about to break, and gasping for air.

Just now...she thought...thought...that she would really die in his hands...

Room.

Pei Zhenjiang gasped and leaned on the bedside. After listening to Mo Wan's words, his eyes fell on the frighteningly cold Pei Yihuan: "Is what she said true? Have you agreed to marry her?"

"Isn't this what you have been looking forward to? In order to make me agree, you can even use her urn to threaten..." Pei Yihuan raised his eyes and looked at Pei Zhenjiang with sarcasm and hatred, still hugging him tightly in his big hands.

With an urn.

Hearing this, a dimness flashed in his eyes, and Pei Zhenjiang coughed with pain in his chest, "When do you plan to marry her? I can also ask the housekeeper to go down and prepare."

"There will be no guests and no wedding..."

"What do you mean?" Pei Zhenjiang's eyebrows wrinkled involuntarily.

"It means that there won't be any formal wedding, you will only get a marriage certificate, that's all..." Pei Yihuan looked coldly at Pei Zhenjiang on the bed.

"How is this possible! Absolutely not! The wedding must be grand!"

Pei Yihuan looked cold and indifferent and said, "Okay, then marry her yourself..."

"You——" Pei Zhenjiang coughed again in anger.

Seeing this, Mo Wan took a step forward and said calmly, "That's it, just do what he wants..."

This wedding is not what he wants, nor is it what she wants, so the form really doesn’t matter!

Because there is no heart, no matter how grand and luxurious the wedding decoration is, it will just make people feel miserable...

She also knew that this time, she had really pissed him off, and she was completely and completely irritated. She would probably have a hard time living her life in the future...

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