The wealthy wife: the black-bellied husband is so charming

Chapter 137 The truth about love without retreat
No one dared to scream.

No one dared to help.

Just like no one helped Ye Weiliang back then.

A pair of hands covered Ye Weiliang's eyes, covering the bloody scene.Those hands were so gentle, even though they were cold, they made Ye Weiliang's flustered heart calm down.

She has no way out.

For the sake of Jun Qingcheng, she cannot retreat!

And never back down!

Taking a deep breath, Ye Weiliang pulled away the hand covering her eyes.Mu Yuexue's distorted face made people tremble uncontrollably, and the hand placed by her side was tightly clenched into a fist.The nails sank into the flesh, and were pulled away little by little by the man beside him, who insisted on clasping fingers tightly with her.

"I'm not from the Qiao family." Ye Weiliang's voice sounded in the empty study room, with deep sadness, as if his heart had been hollowed out, leaving only a desperate and numb black hole: "It is undeniable , I am George's illegitimate daughter. But I have no plans to go back to Joe's house. I don't have a father. I was raised by my mother. My mother said I don't have a father, so I don't have one. Also, what happened today has nothing to do with Joe The family has nothing to do with each other, and the revenge for Mu Yuexue's severed hand should be blamed on me."

"Slightly cool..."

Ye Weiliang turned his head to look at Jun Qingcheng, but he didn't want to see that faint smile hanging on the corner of his lips. There was a sense of sadness in his alluring smile, and a pair of jet-black eyes looked at her. , Enchanting vines climbed out from the bottom of his eyes, entwining the air.

Distressed and helpless eyes, she had seen this kind of eyes thousands of times, but she didn't want to see them.

"My surname is Ye, not my surname is Qiao."

"Wei Liang, is it that difficult to admit that you are my child? I'm sorry for your mother and you. I just want to make up for it. Can't you even give me this chance?" After the suffocating silence, George said gloomyly. The face, the blue eyes are covered with cold frost, exuding a dangerous and cold breath: "I am not young anymore, I want to make up for you, not to harm you. Wei Liang, haven't you seen it clearly now? ? Only when you become my George's daughter, can you stand by this man's side with confidence. Otherwise... There will be one Mu Yuexue today, and 1000 million Mu Yuexue will stand up tomorrow. I don't want me and your mother things happened to you."

"..."

"I've already regretted it, Wei Liang, I don't want you to regret it in the future."

George is powerless.

After receiving the news that Ye Weiliang followed Jun Qingcheng to Italy, he rushed to Italy from Los Angeles overnight, seeing Ye Weiliang being bullied, he did not hesitate to fight against the Mu family.

He is a generation of heroes.

He always knew.

However, facing the clear hatred in his daughter's eyes.

He was so powerless.

Powerless and helpless.

"Do you regret it?" Ye Weiliang looked at George, there was no hatred in her eyes, there was only deep disgust, her eyes were clear, with a touch of water vapor, there was loneliness and loneliness in those dark eyes, and Deep burnout: "Regret has always been something that only the survivors can do. If I lose Jun Qingcheng, I don't need to regret it anymore."

Ye Weiliang paused.

Continued: "Those women's scheming, I don't know how to play, but I don't want to play. Fighting for favor, making noise, and keeping a man by relying on status and status will only make me feel dirty and dirty. George, you still don't understand, My mother left you at the beginning, except for a misunderstanding. Or because even you began to doubt..."

(End of this chapter)