Chapter 52

With this familiar voice, ye Qingning's back became stiff. When he turned his head, he saw Lin bandit Yan's cold face.

She suddenly got up and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin, why are you here? What a coincidence. "

Bandit Lin said coldly: "it's a coincidence."

His sight fell on Shang Yi, and his voice was cold: "what's your appointment?"

"Of course not!" Ye Qingning busily explained: "I came here to get things, and then I couldn't get a taxi. I sat here to have a rest. As a result, I met Shang Yi, right?"

Shang Yi nodded: "well."

He was a little curious about the relationship between them. It seemed that his sister was afraid of Mr. Lin.

But this man is terrible.

I'm still in a wheelchair

Looking at the two people, their eyes are a little strange. Ye Qingning quickly picked up his things: "Mr. Lin, should the driver be nearby? Let's go home. "

Lin bandit speech to still Yi handed a grim warning eyes, after should be under: "well."

Ye Qingning pushes Lin bandit Yan to leave, and waves to Shang Yi before leaving.

Shang Yi originally wanted to say: wait for you to skateboard together, but he didn't dare to open his mouth because of the awe of the man's dignity. He just watched Ye Qingning's back disappear in the crowd.

……

On the bus, ye Qingning and Lin Ziyan sat in the back row.

See the man's look cold and evil, ye Qingning is still a little afraid.

She is not sure when the man arrived and how many conversations she heard from him.

After a moment's meditation, she summoned up the courage to explain: "I ordered a suit for you in the store before. This afternoon, the store called to say that the clothes were ready. I came to pick them up in a hurry, so I went out without telling you..."

The man didn't respond, cold vision in front of him, covered with a touch of ice.

finished.

Ye Qingning bit his lip: "that Shangyi really happened to appear. I added his wechat before, but it was deleted at that time, and I never contacted him again."

Lin bandit speech finally deviated, it is clear that the sight is calm, but let Ye Qingning's back instantly stiff.

The corner of his lips is cool, and he directly pinches Ye Qingning's left wrist. His thin lips open gently, and the voice of ice overflows from his lips.

"When I see someone pulling your wrist, I'll break your hand!"

The strength on the man's hand gradually deepens with the deep eye color, and finally Ye Qingning really feels that his wrist will be twisted off.

Eyes instantly dyed tears, ye Qingning wronged tightly pursed lips, teeth hard to bite to ease the pain of the wrist.

But she never said "pain".

Just full of grievances.

Full of loss.

She tried so hard to please him, or because of a careless easily angered him.

Now it seems that men are not only uncertain, but also cold, bloodthirsty, cruel and abnormal.

She was staring at him with a pair of eyes that wanted to cry but didn't soften and beg for mercy. Lin Ziyan's heart was suddenly astringent.

Eyebrows slightly twisted.

Why didn't she beg for mercy like before this time?

He would like to see her red lips and wronged pout, and then call him: "Mr. Lin, it hurts."

But now she just stubborn stare at him, don't say beg for mercy, is hum didn't hum a.

Lin's thumb rubbed between her wrists for a moment, and the tip of her brow slightly picked: "how? Wronged? "