Unwilling, Fang Yehan stretched out his hand and hugged Li mochuan. "Brother Li, these paintings were drawn when I thought of you and missed you. Each one here represents my deepest and happiest love for you. Why can't you feel it? Brother Li, I like you, no, not like you, I love you, I love you..."

Li mochuan closed his lips tightly and pushed her away without expression. "Fang Yehan, calm down!"

"No, I used to be too calm. I took you away by Qiao Siyu. Brother Li, I began to like you when I first saw you. For more than ten years, that love has been transformed into deep love. I thought we would be together sooner or later, but I didn't expect Qiao Siyu to kill you halfway. I can't be silent and love you silently, I want you to know that I love you more than Josie loves you. "

It took Fang Yehan two weeks to make a confession to Li mochuan. She knew that if she didn't say the love, she would not be reconciled all her life. She also expected that her confession would be rejected by him in the end, but even with one hundred million hopes, she would let him know that she loved him so much that she could not even die.

Li mochuan didn't expect Fang Yehan to confess to him under such circumstances. She is not easily excited now. He really doesn't want to stimulate her, but he knows that some things can't go back, otherwise it's not a good thing for anyone.

"Han Han, I told you more than once that I only treat you as my sister. In this life, I will only love Josie."

"But I don't want to be your sister at all. I want to be your wife and accompany you all my life." Fang Yehan cried hysterically, as if to vent the accumulated emotions in secret love in recent years. She grabbed his arm excitedly and opened her mouth with tears in her eyes, "I don't believe you only treat me as a sister. You are so kind to me and will give me whatever I want. You can't have no feelings for me. Brother Li, we've known each other for more than ten years. How long have you known Qiao Siyu, less than a year? You're just confused by Qiao Siyu now. No, no, no, no, you must have robbed Jin Zichen because she is Jin Zichen's wife Are you right? You just want to humiliate Jin Zichen, you... "

"Enough!" Li mochuan snapped at Fang Yehan. "I love Qiao Siyu. It has nothing to do with who she is. As for you, if you are not Fang yechen's sister, I won't even look at you more."

The cruel words made Fang Yehan fall back a few steps. She looked at him incredulously. The tears in her eyes couldn't help flowing down her face, "you're good to me just because I'm Fang yechen's sister?"

"Yes! Han Han, remember, except for the title of sister, you will not be anyone of Li mochuan. Burn these paintings and forget what happened today. I will still treat you as my sister..." said Li mochuan, shouting outside the door, "a Liang!"

As soon as the voice fell, a Liang appeared in the room, "Mr. Li..."

"Take good care of Han Han. If she has any mistakes, don't live."

"Yes!"

Seeing Li mochuan leave, Fang Yehan was excited to hold him, but she was stopped by a Liang. She struggled twice and cried, "brother Li, don't go. I still have a lot to say to you!"

Ah Liang frowned. For the first time, there was an angry crack on the original eternal iceberg face. His dead black eyes were full of heartache. "Young lady, calm down. You can't change your mind if you chase after him now."

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