Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

Bypassing Li Biyun, Yan Sheng saw the figure lying on the ground with blood stains all over his body.

The wrists and ankles were tied with ropes, the clothes were mixed with solidified blood and dust, and the hair was scattered.

"Misty!"

At this moment, Jiang Miaomiao didn't feel a little angry all over, so he curled up there motionless, even the slightest faint breath could not be heard.

At that moment, Yan Sheng only felt that countless silver needles were densely inserted into his heart, and each needle was stuck in the softest place at the top of his heart.

Misty, that's his misty. The person who has fainted on the ground is the misty he holds on the tip of his heart.

Regret, endless regret.

Yan Sheng, what are you struggling with these days? Tangle, won't the beloved woman get hurt?

From her serious injury to today, have you held her well and given her a little comfort? Silent disappeared for more than a month. What did she think in her heart?

Thinking of these, Yan Sheng clenched and loosened his hands on both sides of his body, and then slapped him in the face.

"Brother Yan Sheng, what are you doing!"

Hearing the crisp slap, Li Biyun was stunned and seemed to think of something. The expectation on his face suddenly turned into malice, "are you worried about her? Worry about Jiang Miaomiao's cheap woman and love this cheap woman, so you don't hesitate to slap yourself, do you? "

"Li Biyun, what do you want to do!"

When his eyes turned from Jiang Miaomiao to Li Biyun, Yan Sheng clenched his fists again. He wished he could directly come forward and tear the woman who made trouble again and again into pieces. His tone was full of anger, "are you crazy? You have to see me this way? Must I use this way to make me hate you more and more? "

"No, brother Yan Sheng..."

Now, Li Biyun is like a schizophrenic. For a while, he looks fierce and tender. Looking at Yan Sheng, his eyes are full of tenderness, "brother Yan Sheng, let me marry you, isn't it good? I want to marry you, you can marry me, you marry me, divorce this woman, and then marry me. Shall we be together forever? "

"Can you stop the fool from saying..."

"Yan Sheng."

The dream word hasn't been said yet. Jiang Tingyun, who has been waiting for an opportunity, pulled his arm and whispered, "don't stimulate her again. The slim is still in her hand. First appease her mood and save the slim before anything else."

With a lesson from the past, Jiang Tingyun no longer dare to act rashly.

Now, every small movement of several of them seems to escape Li Biyun's eyes.

No matter which trivial move, it may irritate her and hurt Jiang Miaomiao again.

"Brother Yan Sheng?"

Dissatisfied with Yan Sheng's serious listening to Jiang Tingyun, Li Biyun, who was eager to get attention, put the knife on Jiang Miaomiao, who had been unconscious, and threatened: "are you listening to me? Divorce this cheap woman, divorce this woman immediately, and then marry me. Marry that kind openly! I want everyone to know that you are willing to marry me, and I will be your wife Yan in the future! "

“……”

"Don't you want to promise?"

Unable to wait for Yan Sheng's answer, Li Biyun repeated his old technique and pressed down the knife in his hand again, "Jiang Miaomiao died here, or marry me, choose one of the two, I only give you three seconds to consider, if..."

"I promise you."

Before Li Biyun finished, Yan Sheng's voice rang.

"What are you talking about?"

"I promise you."

While talking, Yan Sheng stabilized Li Biyun's mood. At the same time, his feet were not idle. He moved a little into the room, "I promise you what you just said, marry you, and I will promise you what kind of wedding you want."

"Is that true?"

Hearing this, Li Biyun was more excited, and her slightly confused eyes indicated that she fell into the world she had constructed, "brother Yan Sheng wants to marry me, I want to marry brother Yan Sheng..."

"No, no!"

At the critical moment, when Yan Sheng was only a few steps away from Li Biyun, Li Biyun suddenly shouted.

When she looked back and saw Yan Sheng's position, Li Biyun woke up, guessed his intention, and felt that her anger was ignited again.

The knife in his hand rowed and pulled on Jiang Miaomiao, and looked at Yan Sheng cunningly. "Brother Yan Sheng, I have no proof. Who knows if you lied to me to say that now in order to control me and save this cheap woman."

"How?"

Seeing that Li Biyun was not on the road, Yan Sheng glanced at Jiang Miaomiao's situation carelessly, endured the nausea in his heart and continued to advise: "you don't even believe me? He keeps saying he wants to marry me, but now he doesn't even believe me? "

Jiang Miaomiao is worried that he is about to explode.

But on his face, he had to pretend that he didn't care and just wanted to talk about marriage with Li Biyun.

At this moment, the less he loves and worries about Jiang Miaomiao, the safer Jiang Miaomiao will be now.

"You, as an old director of the company, must have paper and pen in your backpack!"

As soon as the voice fell, Li Biyun pointed to Jiang Tingyun's backpack and ordered: "take out the paper and pen, as well as the inkpad. It's OK to have no inkpad lipstick, as long as it can be colored."

"What do you want to do?"

Facing Li Biyun's Yiqi instigation, Jiang Tingyun was even more angry, but he still couldn't show half a point.

"Why do you ask so many questions? Let you take it out. Just take it out. Why is there so much nonsense? "

After that, he lit up his knife like a threat.

This is her biggest bargaining chip in the negotiation. It was for this reason that she observed all kinds of small movements around Jiang Miaomiao in detail.

"Shall I send this to you, or will you come and get it yourself?"

"Why not? Give this to Yan Sheng."

Originally, I wanted to take this opportunity to approach, but Li Biyun didn't give people a chance to break through.

"I said you wrote."

Seeing that Yan Sheng got the paper, pen and lipstick, Li Biyun changed his posture with a knife and said, "first write the letter of commitment, and then start writing. You promise to divorce Jiang Miaomiao today, and then write that the matchmaker is marrying Li Biyun into the house..."

Li Biyun was serious, but Yan Sheng didn't write. Once he pressed his fingerprint, how can the situation be saved?

"Write quickly!"

Seeing Yan Sheng's hesitation before writing, impatient Li Biyun became angry. The knife in his hand stabbed Jiang Miaomiao's arm like revenge, "give you a chance. If you don't write again, I'll break her arm first!"