Chapter 745

"As long as he has a dispute with the person in charge of the Lin family, I saw her having an affair with a scientist named Xu Haoran that day. She is not good enough for you." You le is crying so much.

Ye Zimo turned the corner of his mouth, stretched out his slender fingertips across Youle's white face, and said with some displeasure: "your mouth is very deceitful. If I cut off your whole mouth, what do you think?"

Youle was frightened to see ye Zimo take the black knife from the driver and shrink to the wall. He cried with an unbelievable face: "you can't do this to me, or Xia Yihan will hate you!"

Ye Zimo's face doesn't change. The sharp edge of the knife presses Youle's cheek. He feels happy when he sees the other side's bleeding beads. He suddenly remembers that Xia Yihan values her friends most.

"Explain the dirty things you do by yourself." After taking the knife, ye Zimo looks sarcastically at Youle, who is sliding to one side and shrugs to leave.

"Ye Zimo, I love you more than Xia Yihan." Youle looks at Ye Zimo who leaves with tears.

Xia Yihan wakes up in a daze, with melodious music in his ears. Back to his solid back also seems to have induction, ye Zimo stopped by pressing the keyboard fingers, took the side of the medicine, simple and comprehensive said: "drink."

Xia Yihan frowned. Recently, she has been in a bad condition, but that doesn't mean she wants to drink medicine. She sat on the bed a little dumbfounded and forgot to pick up the medicine bowl in Ye Zimo's hand.

Ye Zimo doesn't like Xia Yihan neglecting himself. He can't raise his opponent's jaw at any time and pour the medicine into Xia Yihan's mouth along the mouth of the bowl.

Xia Yihan is forced to bear the bitter medicine. After drinking it, his small face has wrinkled into a flower, and a piece of food has been put into his mouth. The tip of his tongue is picked. It's candied fruit.

Ye Zimo pulls each other's wrists to the piano and presses Xia Yihan's shoulder to sit down.

"I can't. I don't play very well." After listening to Ye Zimo's piano, Xia Yihan feels that he is making a fool of himself.

"Play." Ye Zimo put Xia Yihan's hands firmly on the piano keys, which made a clear sound and seemed to be urging.

Xia Yihan couldn't resist Ye Zimo. He picked a song of happiness at random. He pressed the key with his fingers, and when he started, he found that he had pressed the wrong tone.

Embarrassed to stop, Xia Yihan muttered: "I said it was not good."

Ye Zimo took the trouble to knock on the keyboard again: "continue."

Xia Yihan took a deep breath, pressed his white hands on the keyboard again and played it intermittently. From behind, he crossed a long hand and pressed it on the other side to play a happy chorus part.

Melodious melody is the best way to relieve the boredom. After playing a tune, Xia Yihan said to Ye Zimo with a smile: "you play it just right."

Ye Zimo missed a beat to Xia Yihan's sudden smile. He reached out and rubbed Xia Yihan's broken hair behind his ears: "you are the first woman to say that I play the piano well."

"No!" Xia Yihan shakes his head, obviously does not believe what ye Zimo said.

Ye Zimo raised his eyes slightly, and his thin lips reflected the most beautiful radian in the setting sun. Xia Yihan was a little crazy. He just heard the other side say gently, "it's true, because you are the first woman to hear me play the piano."

The phone rings and interrupts their gaze. Zhang Fengyi reports the trend of Youle on the phone. Ye Zimo listens to it seriously for a while and presses the hands-free button.

"I'm sorry. I made those paintings. I'm a jerk. I've already told the association that I'm the one who's ruined, not you." Outside the phone, Youle's voice was slightly trembling.

"What did you do to her?" Xia Yihan hears Youle's strange voice, turns his head and looks at Ye Zimo seriously. By Ye Zimo's means, Youle is very dangerous.

Ye Zimo's fingers, which were originally placed on the piano keys, pressed down heavily and let the sharp voice resound through the room. He lowered himself and said softly, "you should ask her what she did to you."

Xia Yihan didn't avoid Ye Zimo's intimacy. He said on his face, "no matter what she does wrong, let her die."

Ye Zimo shrugs and can't press the phone. Zhang Fengyi closed the line and looked at Youle who was shivering on the cliff. He sympathized and said, "you shouldn't provoke Xia Yihan."

People keep approaching, and Youle looks at the cliff behind him fearfully. The sound of the coast beating is like a life threatening sign. A black Mercedes suddenly rushed out of the nearby rock pile.

As soon as the co pilot opened, Youle crawled into the co pilot's position. Zhang Fengyi looked at the driver wearing sunglasses and couldn't see what he was looking like. The deeper his brow was, the deeper his brow was.

It's only one day since I stepped into the design exhibition again. When someone saw Xia Yihan at the entrance, he kindly gathered around and took Xia Yihan to the interior.

Zhang Fengyi is standing on one side, while ye Zimo is sitting and checking the case report of Youle. He has split personality and severe depression.

"Shall I send more people to protect Miss Xia?" Zhang Fengyi has begun to take out his mobile phone.

Ye Zimo waved his hand, and his eyes moved to the red dot on the monitor, which represented Xia Yihan's position. His eyebrows wrinkled deeply.Xia Yihan was not taken to the first exhibition hall. Instead, he went into a luxurious room. In the room, an old man with white hair was looking at Xia Yihan.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. I'm Kiu." Kiu motioned Xia Yihan to sit down.

"You speak Chinese!" Xia Yihan was surprised that he could speak Chinese so well.

The old man didn't care, nodded, went to Xia Yihan, patted Xia Yihan's back, and then sat back.

Ye Zimo looks at the red dot on the video, which suddenly disappears. He is inexplicably anxious. This kind of feeling is like someone grabbing his heart and kneading it. Huo stood up and strode towards the door.

Kiu speaks slowly to Xia Yihan, some of which spit out some notes that Xia Yihan can't understand. Xia Yihan feels very tired, just like the whole person picking up from the water.

The old man's voice was slow and irresistible, and Xia Yihan's forehead dropped lower and lower. "Pa!" Suddenly wake up, opposite Kiu smile kindly.

"It seems that my old man is not very interesting. Miss Xia is going to sleep." There was a smile in the old man's eyes.

Xia Yihan doesn't know what's wrong with him. He apologizes. His mobile phone in his pocket suddenly reminds me that ye Zimo's voice is cold: "stay still."

Ye Zimo's phone call is puzzling. Kiu seems to be a little tired. Xia Yihan leans down to leave. Kiu doesn't stop him, but when Xia Yihan is about to go out, he says meaningfully, "Miss Xia, we'll meet again."

Xia Yihan nods and drags his mobile phone to go out. The design exhibition is quiet, and there is no bustle of yesterday. Thinking about ye Zimo's phone call, Xia Yihan finds a bench at will and sits waiting for ye Zimo.

There are subtle footsteps behind him. A handkerchief with strong flavor tightly covers Xia Yihan's mouth and nose. Xia Yihan struggles and falls down powerlessly.

Stepping into the design center, ye Zimo's heart suddenly sinks. The place where Xia Yihan appears still has a faint smell of ecstasy. A woman sits on one side and turns over the magazine gracefully.

"Are you looking for a woman in light blue?" The woman sitting on the bench looked at the book with her eyes, and looked up in no hurry.

"You are from the Lin family..." Ye Zimo frowned.

"Hello, my name is heather." Then she seemed to think of something: "I saw the woman in the blue skirt go with a lovely girl."

Ye Zimo flashed the figure of Youle in his mind. His eyes were dark and he didn't know what to say. He turned around and strode toward the door. He suddenly stopped and turned his head. His tone was somewhat relaxed: "thank you very much."

"You're welcome." Si Si sweet smile, Youle, but I spent a lot of effort to save you, you don't let me down.

When Xia Yihan wakes up, he is lying in a strange room and gets up with a headache. Then he is startled by the dense leaves and his photos in the room.

All the walls are full of poster photos of Ye Zimo, face, side face, and the photos of himself and ye Zimo appearing in the cafe are torn apart.

"Are you awake?" Youle takes biscuit milk and happily opens the door to Xia Yihan. Seeing Xia Yihan staring at the wall in horror, he doesn't seem to care.

"Youle, you..." Xia Yihan swallows difficultly. Youle puts down the milk, holds Xia Yihan's face and says, "Yihan, you are really beautiful. My face is just like you, but it's not as beautiful as you. What can I do?"

Xia Yihan pushes each other in pain, but Youle can't prevent being brought down. The drugs on the table are all over the floor, antidepressants, full of antidepressants.

"Pa Pa! Well, it's over. Let's get down to business. " Youle suddenly pulls out the knife rest on Xia Yihan's neck and pulls Xia Yihan to the roof.

Xia Yihan staggers onto the roof. With Youle standing on the high roof, the people and cars under the roof are like ants.

"Come on, let's call ye Zimo now." Youle happily takes out Xia Yihan's mobile phone.

"Don't be so troublesome." The door of the roof was coaxed to kick open, and ye Zimo came out.

"Ye Zimo." Youle's face looked crazy again.

Ye Zimo put his hands in his pockets, and his face didn't change much. His eyes didn't even stay on Xia Yihan's face. Only when he glanced at the cold knife on Xia Yihan's neck could he feel a trace of coldness.

The sound of footsteps on the concrete floor made a "buckle" sound, and Youle's knife sank into Xia Yihan's neck again: "don't come here, or I will die with her!"

Xia Yihan is pushed back a few steps by the excited Youle, the heel has been completely suspended, and ye Zimo has come a step away from Youle.

Only by putting his hands in his pockets can he not reveal his anger and sorrow. He wants to cut the woman in front of him, but not yet.

"What do you want? Youle, tell me. " Ye Zimo's low voice has charm.

"I want you to marry me." Youle murmured."Yes." Ye Zimo's promise is concise and comprehensive.

Youle was stunned, and then more crazy: "no, you cheat me, you can't marry me."