Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 1265
At least Ye Ranran is not dead now, and Song Ze died again to save Ye Ranran. For Song Ze's sake, Jun Mohan will spare her life.

"Anyway, that's all for now. What you think is up to you. Anyway, Jun Mohan won't let me go. Even if he dies, I will drag Ye Liran with him." Xia Shi said through gnashing of teeth.

Before Song Yue answered, she snatched the mobile phone from her hand with one hand: "Really? Just right, I wish you could die too."

"Ye Ranran, why are you there?" Xia Shi exclaimed.

"Why can't I be here?" Ye Liran glanced at Song Yue whose mouth was covered by No. [-], her eyes bent into crescent moons: "By the way, I want to tell you that the court's verdict has come down. Before you die in love, you must first apologize to me."

"Who wants to die in love with you? Ye Ranran, can you show some face?"

"Isn't it martyrdom? Then why did you drag me to die together? I thought you liked me very much."

Xia Shi on the other end almost vomited: "I hate you, anyway, you don't plan to let me go, so I might as well drag you to die together, so I won't lose."

"Indeed, you are not at fault, but I am at fault. You are dirty from the inside to the inside, not only the body, but also the soul. I have a slight obsession with cleanliness. I am afraid that my noble body will be dirty when I am with you. Soul." Ye Liran's voice was very soft, like the sound of spring breeze brushing against leaves and the leaves slightly colliding.

Just when it touched Xia Shi's ear, it became a huge echo, which made the eardrum hurt.

"Gao Jie? Ye Ranran, dare you say it, I'm afraid that your heart will be dirtier than mine when you peel it off." Xia Shi sneered, her voice seemed to be processed, sharp and thin, like a needle stuck in her ear inside.

"Oh, then I don't want to be with you coquettish bastards. After all, people like me are more suitable to live in the dark, like a flower in the night, and you are that dog-tailed flower with a different grade. How can you Why?"

Now there was no more talking over there, and soon the beeping sound came.

Ye Liran threw the phone on Song Yue's face: "Okay, let's solve one, now it's your turn."

His cold gaze swept across Song Yue's shoulder: "I didn't learn how to behave with that knife last time, so send me to a drug rehabilitation center? Well, what's your idea? Do you think I'm too lonely and want more people to accompany me?" no?"

Song Yue didn't speak, but looked at Ye Ranran silently.

"Don't look at me like that." Ye Liran pulled out the fruit knife: "Oh, why do you always prepare the tools for me to commit crimes? Even if I don't have the heart, I can't refuse your kindness."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." The one whose mouth was covered could only utter a series of monosyllables.

Ye Liran turned the fruit knife over, the light shone on the surface of the knife, and the refracted light made Ye Liran's face even colder.

It's like the cold ice that has lasted for thousands of years on the towering mountains. You can already feel the icy air before you get close.

"Let her go." Ye Liran picked up a tissue and carefully wiped the knife surface.

No. [-] let go of Song Yue as promised.

Song Yue's hand immediately pressed the calling bell.

Before touching it, pain came from the back of the hand, and Song Yue's hand retracted like an electric shock.

On the back of her hand, there was a long bloodstain, which was obviously Ye Liran's masterpiece.

"Don't act rashly, a sword has no eyes, it will be bad if you accidentally cut off your hand, don't you think so?"

(End of this chapter)