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Chapter Eleven Throw It Out!

Ye Weilan looked like a baby who was obediently listening to the scolding.

Before Yang Suxin and his men went upstairs, Qi Ye said coldly in the box: "Take it out!"

So, not long after Ye Weilan and Tang Xiaochi went out, they heard a woman's scream coming from behind.

The two women turned around together and saw a graceful parabola passing through the air. The dignified and pretty woman just now rolled to the ground and made a "bang".

Then, her two arrogant bodyguards followed her in the footsteps, looking even more miserable than hers.

Looking at three people lying on the ground and raising their bodies.

Ye Weilan looked at Tang Xiaochi.

Tang Xiaochi looked at Ye Weilan.

Three seconds later, Tang Xiaochi put his hands on his hips and burst out with a strong laugh without hesitation.

The so-called injury to one hundred days is absent. Judging from the injuries of these three people, it is absolutely a small amount for lying for one hundred days.

Ye Weilan looked around and pulled a gloating woman and quickly escaped.

"Stop laughing," Ye Weilan looked at Tang Xiaochi, whose waist was almost unable to straighten, and shook her head laughing funny: "If you are extremely happy and sad, you will be more than worth the loss."

Brother Tang Xiaochi and his brothers put their shoulders on her, and came over with a gossip: "Lanlan, guess who is the one who threw them out?"

Ye Weilan blinked her beautiful big eyes: "Maybe she didn't have any eyes when she went upstairs and offended someone who had a hotter temper than you, so she ended up like that."

Tang Xiaochi said "Oh" and his tone was getting old.

Ye Weilan's eyes were innocent: "Anyway, it's not the one you, Miss Tang, throws it, so it has nothing to do with us. Let's go, baby," she held Tang Xiaochi's hand: "I'm so poor lately that I'm going to eat dirt, please help me."

Tang Xiaochi was not interested in a woman who changed the topic, but she just said it and knew very well in her heart. Ye Weilan's stubborn temperament would probably not be involved with other men in this life except Qin Yu.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Tang's mother called and said that the whole family was waiting for their daughter, so Tang Xiaochi had to go home first.

The air at night is cold and humid, with deep blue sky full of stars and full moon in the sky.

Ye Weilan stood by the roadside. She was wearing a white long skirt with long black and soft hair scattered behind her. Her face radiated as white as jade under the moonlight.

Night, white dress, cool and beautiful girl.

Qi Ye sat in the car, holding the steering wheel in both hands, and the thin corners of his lips raised a curve of evil spirit. Suddenly, he stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out quickly.

The sound of the car starting was extremely harsh. Ye Weilan judged the speed of the car at the first time. She shook her body and ran to the sidewalk.

A cold hand grabbed her wrist with great force. Before Ye Weilan could scream, she stretched out her other hand in the car, covered her mouth, and forced the person into the car.

Ye Weilan widened his eyes in panic.

A clear breathing sound blew in my ears, a slender arm wrapped around her waist, and a warm chest tightly pressed against her back. She was stiff and dared not move.

Qi Ye laughed softly and said, "I'm scared?"

Ye Weilan didn't know if she was relieved or even nervous, so she whined twice and signaled Qi Ye to let go.

Qi Ye turned her body over and the two of them face to face.

She sat on him with her legs on the seat, and her legs were on the car. This position made her spine extremely stiff.
Chapter completed!
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