Chapter 258 (1/2)
This place is very good. Why do you go back?
This place is very good. Why do you go back?
Mu Yi'an's drunken voice played back in her ear like a single cycle. It was still the kind of 360 degree dead angle, which made people feel painful.
”You...” Yi Xiaoqiao's just opened lips closed tightly again. She stared at Mu Yi'an and described his look a little. Suddenly she found that Mu Yi'an was very strange.
He used to be very serious and gentle to her occasionally, but he never showed his expression at this time. He was wanton and evil. He didn't feel any discomfort and disgust here. For a moment, he seemed to be integrated with here.
This makes Yi Xiaoqiao think of Mu Yi'an in the book. He always lingers among the flowers and is always crazy. He likes beauty and drinking, but he never stays for anyone. No matter how good a woman is, she is just a chess piece he uses. He has no heart and no sincerity.
She clenched her fist tightly and stabbed her fingertips deeply into her palm. She tried to keep calm and didn't let her emotions flow out, but her eyes gradually blurred. Qian Yu designed her and gave her what kind of medicine to take. She didn't care, but why did Mu Yi'an treat her like this!
Before, I kept saying that I care about her and care about her, but now I turn around and hold another woman.
She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't say a word.
He won't go, he won't go!
She turned away with a cruel stomp.
She walked too fast and didn't look back. Naturally, she didn't notice that at the moment she turned around, the changes on his face were like dark clouds sweeping the world.
”My lord?” The woman called him, her face twisted, and the hand held by Mu Yi'an gradually showed blue and purple.
With a crash, the cup in the woman's hand was crushed, and the wine mixed with blood spilled all over the floor.
The woman was in pain, but she didn't dare to cry out. Her face became more and more distorted and ugly, and her lips and teeth trembled: ”my Lord, my hand...”
If it goes on like this, she can't take her hand.
Suddenly, he let go of his hand, quickly hid her hand under the table and pressed it hard. The expression on his face also changed into the appearance of indulging in the flowers in an instant. Just because of his anger, his face was not very good and a little stiff.
”What's your name?”
The woman looked up and found that Yi Xiaoqiao came back again. Her eyes were a little red. It was obvious that she had cried.
It was originally a pair of ”I see still pity” eyes, but she was angry and her expression was a little ferocious. She forcibly turned that I see still pity into the person I want to eat.
The woman trembled and whispered, ”my family... Yan... Yan Xi.”
Yan Xi!
As soon as the voice fell, Yi Xiaoqiao stepped back, and her angry face lost all its blood. She looked at Mu Yian sadly, and suddenly turned and ran away.
That eye hurts too much.
It was like countless needles stabbing into the softest place in his heart one by one. The pain couldn't help it. He stood up, knocked off no one, knocked over the chair, but he didn't pay attention. His eyes crossed those singers and dancers and fell on her back, but she never looked back.
He sat down dejectedly, not knowing whether to feel heartache or sadness, or blame her and hate her.
But at this moment, his head was blank, no resentment, no sadness, only faint pain came from the bottom of his heart.
Why didn't she ask him? Why did she leave without saying a word? She should ask him. She should scold him, quarrel with him and make trouble with him. Why didn't she do anything? Did she really care about him?
Or is it that for her, only the task given to her by that person is the most important, and everything else is used?
”Sir? Are you all right?” Yan Xi covered her purple palm and asked carefully.
Mu Yi'an's cold eyes swept over: ”go away, all go away!”
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