Chapter 47 Demanding Responsibility
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"Don't cry, you still have me!"
These six words were like lifting the shackles of a demonic barrier. The sadness in his body suddenly faded away like a tide. Ye Chenghuan rolled his eyes impatiently.
Please, that woman who loves to cry and is easily moved is not her at all, okay?
Unexpectedly, he could also say such passionate words!
It's just a pity that it seems that I confessed to the wrong person
If the original owner knew that Feng Cangqiong was such a cold-hearted person, would he not seek death?
Ye Chenghuan was messy in the wind again, and a self-deprecating sneer flashed in his heart. Such warmth does not belong to her, does Ye Wushuang?
She raised her eyes from his arms and was about to break away, but fell into his phoenix eyes as dark as the night sky. They were vast and deep, as if there was a suction force sucking people into an endless whirlpool. The brilliance was like dazzling snow lotus, which was stunning.
Human facial features form a fascinating picture
"Man, have you hugged me enough?" Ye Chenghuan concentrated on his strong breath and blinked her eyes in a teasing way.
She doesn't want to perform a free "making out show" in front of these women!
Feng Cangqiong's face is as frivolous and frosty as a celestial being, and there is an unspeakable gloom in his indifferent eyes.
This woman can laugh and cry freely, and she has changed so quickly!
Is her heart made of stone? She doesn't want to show even a hint of weakness in front of him!
Feng Cangqiong let her go, pursed her thin lips tightly, and glanced at Ye Nantian with a cold gaze, exuding a heart-stopping chill.
Ye Nantian was still nonchalant, and a trace of sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes. Is this ninth daughter afraid that he will be completely hurt by him today?
Although he had no time to see the tears and Feng Cangqiong's words were kept very low, anyone with eyes could see that King Cang was trying to comfort her.
The women in the room also sighed. What kind of bad luck did Ye Chenghuan have to be treated like this by King Cang!
Thinking of her threat to settle old scores, everyone felt uneasy and seemed to have hidden resentment. This woman was too good at pretending.
He actually pretended to be under their noses for fifteen years!
Ye Junwu's heart had long been broken into pieces. The pain of breaking her arm made her feel like a puppet who had lost her soul. At this moment, seeing the affectionate Cang King, a ray of light seemed to be injected into her despairing eyes.
How wonderful it would be if such a man were hers! How could she deserve that ugly woman?
She lowered her head slightly, and then she realized how embarrassed she was, and she felt ashamed and angry.
How could King Cang see such an indecent side!
Her heart was frightened, but an idea suddenly flashed in her mind. She endured the unbearable pain and burst into tears, "Dad, my daughter is no longer alive! Not only has my daughter lost her arms, but her body has also been looked at!"
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Chapter completed!