If Qi Ye can force her, she will have a way to resist.

Never underestimate this woman with excellent IQ.

"If I kill Hosen," Ye Weilan looked at him: "Will you hate me?"

Qi Ye stared at her black eyes, and a few strands of slightly long black hair scattered on her forehead, as if judging the authenticity of her words.

"I am a mental psychogenic person. If I persist, the anesthetic may not work for me. The possibility of killing the doctor on the operating table is 50%. Bai Yi is no longer my opponent now. Qi Ye, if I say that, do you still have to persist?" Her pure big eyes were a little sad.

Saying such words is a kind of harm to the two of them.

Qi Ye looked at it for a while and suddenly sneered: "Aren't you afraid that I hate you?"

Ye Weilan avoided his eyes and looked at the emerald green forest opposite the river, mixed with a few white snow, and said softly: "You won't."

I can't bear it, but I can't bear it.

She was threatening him with his love.

This is her biggest and only bargaining chip.

In the world of love, whoever loves loses first.

Qi Ye was angry and smiled when she was angry. He looked at her side face coldly, and a layer of ice fog was shrouded in his starry eyes: "Ye Weilan, have you forgotten that you have a bigger weakness in my hands!"

Except for the first time, he had never called her with the first name, which showed that he was really angry.

Ye Weilan felt sore in her heart, but suddenly turned her head at the next moment: "You..."

"Xiaojiu is still a child," the difference from his cold tone was his soft and slowly stroking her hair: "A few months old baby cannot live without his mother. He is my son. I may not be able to do anything to him, but--" He leaned down slowly, his starry eyes as dark as the night: "I can make you never see him again in a short time!"

"No!" She held his face and begged in a tone: "Qi Ye, are we all right? I don't care if I can stand up. Even if I sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, I will admit it. Is it okay if I don't have surgery?"

Qi Ye pulled her hand down: "Not good!"

She grabbed his wrist and looked pale: "Qi Ye, you forgot, but I didn't forget that person had no heart. He could do everything, you..."

Although she had not witnessed what he had experienced on the Evil Island with her own eyes, the child's pale and gray eyes and those who were pouring into the sea in piles.

The body is still fresh in my memory when I think about it.

Death never gives back to others for no reason, especially he hates her to the core.

She was immersed in the memories, and the strength of holding his wrist was amazing.

Qi Ye looked at her pale and terrified face and was soft-hearted after all: "What are you afraid of?"

Her reaction was too strange.

If it is just a guess in my heart, it will definitely not reach this level.

How many people in this world can re-expose the hope that is near to you?

When she just learned that she couldn't stand up, she dreamed that miracles would happen in this world.

But when the miracle really came, she was more resistant than everyone else.

Ye Weilan quietly raised her eyes to him. As the shadows of the trees were lush, her pale lips opened and closed: "Qi Ye, I had a dream. I dreamed that I was standing in the rose bush, wearing a pair of weird red high heels under my feet, and you were opposite, with a lonely back, gradually moving away."
Chapter completed!