Lin Wanwan's hand stretched out froze in the air.

She watched Mo Yesi leave like this, and was stunned for a few seconds, and her face suddenly became particularly ugly.

After a few seconds, she turned her head and glared at the playboys in the box, then turned around to chase Mo Yesi.

She trotted and chased Mo Yesi, panting behind him: "Brother Yesi, wait for me, I'm almost out of breath."

Mo Yesi suddenly stopped.

The joy on Lin Wanwan's face had just appeared when she felt a very cold gaze falling on her.

It was like a layer of frost surrounding her, and the cold air soaked into her bones layer by layer, making her shivering.

She raised her head in panic and met a pair of deep eyes full of ice. Her heartbeat paused for a few seconds, and she suddenly felt a terrified: "Brother Ye Si, you..."

"Don't follow me anymore." Mo Yesi's voice was not warm, and there was a warning in his eyes, "Stay away from me."

"Also, don't call me Brother Yesi anymore, you are not worthy."

The expression on Lin Wanwan's face seemed to be frozen, and her entire facial expression seemed very stiff.

She looked at the man in front of her with a cold breath and a very distant look, and that irresistible sense of fear emerged again.

She was suppressed by the powerful aura of the man so that she couldn't even say a word.

She was afraid, but when she thought of him coming to help her, she found a glimmer of hope in that slight fear.

She pursed her lips, clenched her fists, took a deep breath and plucked up her courage, "You, did you deliberately treat me so fiercely, aren't you? I, I know you are actually a good person. Thank you just now, if it weren't for you..."

"If Mianmian hadn't asked me to come and help, what would it have to do with me if you were alive or alive?" Mo Yesi interrupted her self-comfort impatiently, "I'm not interested in talking nonsense to you. I'll say it again, don't follow me again."

After Mo Yesi finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards Qiao Mianmian who was waiting for him.

Lin Wanwan froze in place.

At this time, she saw Qiao Mianmian sitting by the window.

She thought Mo Yesi was alone.

Thinking of what Mo Yesi said just now, her face turned pale, and the glimmer of hope that had just emerged in her heart was torn apart again.

So, it was because of his wife that he came to help?

Not that he wants to help himself?

He also said that if it weren't for his wife, it would have nothing to do with him whether she died or lived...

How could he be so cold?

Lin Wanwan suddenly felt very aggrieved and sad, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

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When Qiao Mianmian saw Mo Yesi coming back, she looked at him: "Why are you alone?"

Mo Yesi felt that she was asking strangely: "If it's not alone, how many people can it be?"

"Where is Lin Wanwan?" Qiao Mianmian frowned slightly, "You won't ignore her, are you?"

Mo Yesi sat down beside her, reached out and hugged the man in his arms. The man's handsome and deep face showed a hint of dissatisfaction: "Baby, who is she you, and she cares about her so much? When did I complete the task you assigned to me?"
Chapter completed!