Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

"No need." His eyes burned: "My injury is not in my hands, but here."

His finger points gently to the position of his heart: "Here, but you can't see it."

She couldn't say a word, she could only look at him like that.

"Tang Xueer, don't you have anything to say to me?" His voice has a touch of desolation, which can penetrate her soul.

She was suddenly flustered and felt that she had come in the wrong way.

Regardless of whether this matter was done by him or not, she shouldn't have come.

But she couldn't make it away, and his strength at this time was as if he had been waiting for her.

She was ashamed and annoyed, and at this time she was sure that this was what he did, and her voice was angry: "Ye Muyun, you are too mean."

"Is it mean to love you?" He said palely but bluntly.

Cher pursed her lips, "To love someone is perfect."

"Complete you and others?" His voice became very gloomy: "Tang Xueer..."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled her into his arms, not caring whether his wound hurts, he calmly said, "Tang Xueer, don't even think about it!"

His eyes met, unwilling and angry in his eyes, completely surpassing her.

Her expression was extremely helpless, as if in front of him, she would always be the weak little girl.

There has never been a change.

At this moment, Gu Ze opened the door and entered. As soon as he entered, he saw that the scene inside was a little bloody.

He stroked his forehead, smiled helplessly, and finally turned his head and called the nurse to come over: "Re-hang the drip for President Ye!"

In the ward, Ye Muyun still locked Cher and didn't let go, almost stubborn.

When the nurse came, she also cautiously said, "Mr. Ye, please give me your right hand."

But Ye Muyun just gave her his left hand, his eyes still fell on Cher's face, and his voice was very indifferent: "Hang this hand."

The little nurse had to do the same, hanging her head, carefully hanging it up for him.

Gu Ze had a heart to watch the excitement, but in the end he didn't come in, but chose to stand outside.

The little nurse, too, ran out immediately after doing her own thing, as if there was a ghost behind her.

In the ward, Cher's voice was cold and cold: "Mr. Ye should be tired. Don't bother."

He pressed her in his arms with one hand, buried his face in her small neck, and took a bite as if venting his anger, "Tang Xueer, you want to escape again, don't you?"

"I didn't!" She sighed softly, "I haven't! Ye Muyun, I said I don't owe you. I used to be and I am now."

He let go of her suddenly, his dark eyes looked at her like a stranger...

After a long time, he chuckled slightly: "Yes, don't owe me! So you feel at ease, right?"

She couldn't answer his words, because the relationship between her and Lan Yu was not what he thought, but she didn't want to explain, nor could she explain.

She just lowered her face and smiled helplessly: "I have no peace of mind. If Ye always wants to get a sorry sentence, I can say it."

"After that, you can let me let you go, right?" His voice was frustrated.

Cher's lips trembled slightly, and she spoke for a long time, "Yes."

Ye Muyun looked at her with a smile on her extremely angry face, "Okay, I let you go! But I want to see how far you can go and how high you can fly."