Never Regret Falling in Love with You

Ye Mo shook his head, indicating that they should follow Hai Zhixuan's instructions.

"Hai Zhixuan!" If you treat me like this, then see how I explain it to my parents and grandparents when I get back! " Hai Qingqing's clamor was completely ignored by Hai Zhixuan.

He walked into the room where Mo Xiaojun was imprisoned, grabbed his collar, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll ask you one last time, are you going to let go or not?"

"I'm not letting go!" Just as Mo Xiao Jun finished his sentence, Hai Zhixuan's fist hit his face, blood started to flow out from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't hit him!" Xia Yihan screamed with all her might and wanted to charge forward, but Ye Mo, who had a cold expression on his face, once again grabbed her arm.

"Don't move, he deserves a beating!"

Xia Yihan looked at Ye Mo furiously, feeling that he really had no way to satisfy him. She couldn't watch Mo Xiaojun being bullied and couldn't stop these two men. She bit her lips so hard that her heart was about to break.

"Bam!" With a sound, Hai Zhixuan's fist landed on Mo Xiaoyun's face again. Xia Yihan couldn't hold it anymore, and whispered to Ye Mo, "I beg you, don't let him hit you, hurry and stop him! This kind of beating, will beat him to death! "

"Serves you right even if you are beaten to death!" Ye Mo's expression was still cold.

He understood his good friend, so it had to be him. Someone was bullying his sister, but he still pretended to like Hai Qingqing. He would only beat her up even more miserably than Hai Zhixuan.

"Ye Mo!" I beg you, stop it, stop it, quickly tell him to stop it! " Xia Yihan heard Mo Xiaojun's muffled snort. She could tell that he didn't want her to worry, so she deliberately endured the sound. She couldn't take it anymore.

She tightly held onto Ye-Mo's sleeve, her face filled with tears.

Ye Mo looked coldly at her tear-stained little face. Her heartache towards Mo Xiaojun made Ye Mo's heartache even more.

No matter who it was, if they made a mistake, they would be punished.

Ye Mo only kept a cold face and didn't help her. Hai Zhixuan seemed to be extremely angry and wanted nothing more than to beat Mo Xiao-jun to death.

His fists rained down on Mo Xiao Jun's body. When Xia Yihan heard the heavy blows, she was no longer able to think. She looked at Ye Mo in resentment, then lowered her head and bit his arm.

She wanted him to let go. She wanted to stop Hai Zhixuan, and she was even willing to help Little Jun block Hai Zhixuan's fist.

He was wrong, she knew, but he was wrong for her.

Ye Mo let go of her hand as if by reflex, and she rushed in like an arrow.

"Hai Zhixuan!" If you want to hit me, then hit me! Let him go! " Hai Zhixuan's fists stopped. He turned around, glanced at her, and softly said, "Sorry, Yihan. He bullied my sister. I can't let him go!"

At this moment, Ye Mo had already moved quickly forward and wrapped his arm around Xia Yihan's waist. She was locked into his embrace, unable to move at all.

After Hai Zhixuan finished speaking, he looked at Mo Xiaojun, gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you letting go?"

Blood kept oozing out of the corner of Mo Xiaojun's mouth. However, he grinned and said, "I'm not letting you go, just hit me as you please. I won't let you go even if you beat me to death!"

"Good, you have guts!" After Hai Zhixuan finished speaking, he swung his fist at Wu Zhangkong's arm.

"Enough!" Since Xia Yi couldn't move, he could only shout at him.

"Shut him up, that's enough! Can't you just give him his freedom? Why did you still hit him? Why? No more fighting, no more fighting! " Xia Yihan's crying grew louder and her tone became more anxious.

At the same time, Hai Qingqing, who was locked in the car outside the villa, was also screaming.

Xia Yihan's body trembled intensely in Ye Mo's embrace. She was so excited that she looked like she was going crazy.

Ye Mo's expression turned colder and colder. He tightened his arms and finally said, "Ok, Hai, stop it!"

There were no more sounds of fists landing on Mo Xiaojun anymore. Xia Yihan let out a long sigh of relief, but her gaze was still fixated on Mo Xiaojun's face and body.

"I'm fine. Yihan, don't you remember when I was young and fought? Do I often go home in the same fashion?" Mo Xiaojun forced a smile and comforted Xia Yihan while enduring the pain.

"Little Jun. You …" Xia Yihan's nose was sore, while her tears flowed even more fiercely.

Her little brother was the closest person to her. She could only watch as he was beaten up, but could not help him at all. How could he not feel pain? But he had to comfort her even with such pain. How could he be so foolish?

"Let's go!" Ye Mo wrapped his arm around Xia Yihan's waist, and coldly said a single word. Then, he ordered the black-clothed man who was standing outside the door, "Watch him! Without my order, I will never let him go! "

Weren't they acting out their love in front of him? He wanted to let his woman know that the more he did this, the worse his fate would be.

Ye Mo's change was not bad, but what she did was too much of a challenge to his dignity. She even bit down on him for the sake of another man, did she think that his patience had no boundaries?

Xia Yihan closed her eyes tightly. She did not want to look at Ye Mo, nor did she want to see with her own eyes how he had ordered her closest kin to be locked up.

He did not look at her anymore, but walked outside with large strides. The three of them left and the black clothed man sent them off respectfully, "Master, take care!"

Hai Qingqing was still screaming inside the car. She was very excited, but the driver had locked the door and she couldn't get out.

The driver opened the door for Ye Mo and co., while Hai Zhixuan got in and sat beside Hai Qing.

"Hai Zhixuan, let him go or I'll die for you!" Hai Qingqing's voice was hoarse. She had been shouting for too long and her throat could no longer hold up.

"Whatever!" Hai Zhixuan definitely wouldn't give in to her threats. He didn't believe that her sister would really die for a man who didn't have any feelings for her.

"Alright, don't be afraid, don't beg me when the time comes!" As Hai Qing finished her sentence, she looked deeply at the villa and thought to herself, Mo Xiao-jun, wait for me. I, Hai Qing, will save you even if I die. Don't worry!

From the moment Xia Yihan left the villa, her eyes had been closed the entire time. She was depressed, sad, and helpless. Before she came, she was like Hai Qingqing, wanting to save him even if she died.

However, she was different from Hai Qing Qing. She had the ability to threaten him, but she did not.

The scene just now made her realize clearly that even if she died, Ye Mo and Hai Zhixuan wouldn't let her go, even if they didn't want to.

She felt that she was truly useless and worthless. Whether she cried, screamed or begged, none of them could budge her.

Ye Mo pursed his lips and looked out of the window, maintaining a certain distance from Xia Yihan.

Just like that, the return trip was as quiet as it had been when they arrived, but it was even more depressing than when they arrived.

Hai Zhixuan didn't want to tell his family about Hai Qingqing, so he worried everyone. By this time, Hai Qingqing had started to get into a conflict with him. He couldn't stay in the East River forever, so he had to leave this matter to his parents.

He believed that they, like him, would not stand idly by while their daughter was cheated.

When he returned to the mansion, it was already past dinner time. Fu Fengyi told the butler to send a car back to accompany Ye Haoran as there was an urgent matter with Nanny Xiao Lan.

The butler instructed people to keep the food warm for the night. Ye Mo had not eaten since he was ill, so Hai Zhixuan and Hai Qing didn't have the mood to eat. They said their farewells and left.

Before he left, Hai Qingqing whispered into Xia Yihan's ear, "You don't need to beg Ye-Mo, begging him is useless. Whether or not he lets it go is all up to my brother. "Don't worry, I will definitely save him."

"Thank you!" Other than expressing his thanks, Xia Yihan was also full of regret. She just felt that it wouldn't do any good to say it out loud, so she didn't seem that sincere.

"Yihan, you haven't eaten dinner yet, right? The food's still hot." The butler said to Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan shook her head and said: "Thank you. I'm not too hungry. I'll eat later."

Since the butler didn't want to eat until later, he had no choice but to agree in front of Ye Mo.

Ye Mo scanned Xia Yihan coldly. He knew that she didn't even want to eat because of a man, causing her expression to turn ugly.

At this moment, Ye Mo already stopped going to the bathroom frequently. Xia Yihan knew that Ye Zichen had pretty much recovered, so she didn't worry about that. She didn't greet him, and returned to her room.

Both of them were sulking in their respective rooms, neither of them bothering to go to the other's room.

When it was time for him to sleep, Xia Yihan remembered that Ye Mo had once said that no matter what happened, she would definitely go to his room for the night.

She put the marketing book she'd managed to read in her room, took a shower, put on her pajamas, and went to his bedroom.

When Ye Mo saw that she had arrived, he pursed his lips and didn't say a word. Xia Yihan thought that she was only doing her duty and must sleep on his bed.

She took off her shoes and before she could climb onto the bed, she heard Ye Mo say coldly, "If you don't want to come, then there's no need to force it. It's boring to sleep in the same bed."

Xia Yihan was startled. She did not look at him, put on her shoes again, and left his room.

The moment she left, Ye Mo's fist landed heavily on the bed.

Damn woman! When he said that she was sharing a bed with him, she ran away. Seeing that he was with her, it was really a strange dream!

He lifted the sleeve of his pajamas and looked at the deep teeth marks. She had clenched her teeth hard enough, and when he came back, he saw faint traces of blood on his white clothes.

Did she really love him? She loved him, so how could she bear to bite him to death?

Ye-Mo, oh Ye-Mo, why are you still thinking about that damnable woman? She was the only woman left in the world?

At this moment, on a bed in a certain room in Venice, Song Wanting's hand was placed lightly on her lower abdomen as she muttered to herself, "Zimo, our child is very good. Did you feel that you have a child in my womb? Now is not the time for you father and son to meet. Don't worry, I will raise him well. Wait for me to come back, this must be a huge surprise. "