She raised the corners of her mouth with great effort: "Why are you here? Did you come to see me?"
Soon she could no longer pretend.
Because she saw from the corner of her eye a man holding a bucket appearing behind the man and heading straight for her——
Elina's expression changed suddenly, and she kicked back violently. A huge panic hit her heart, and she turned around and wanted to run back.
But as soon as she ran two steps, she was tripped by someone stretching her legs and fell heavily to the ground. When she sat up in embarrassment, she saw that the man carrying the bucket had rushed in front of her.
"Ah—" Elena didn't care about her image at this moment, her hair was messy and stuck to her face, her expression was horrified: "Get out, get out of here."
She looked at the motionless man holding a black umbrella not far away, and argued eagerly: "It's not me, that person is not me!"
She thought Ye Wangchuan would at least give her a chance to explain.
However.
The strong man lifted the bucket and poured the unknown liquid over her head.
"ah!"
Elena raised her arms to cover her face and buried her head to protect her body.
The cold liquid washed over her head mercilessly and flowed down.
Her blood rushed straight to her forehead, and the huge fear numbed her body's senses.
Elena couldn't tell what the liquid poured on her body was. She could only feel her heart beating and death was so close to her.
It wasn’t until the bucket fell to the ground and rolled twice on the ground, making a rolling sound, that she was brought back from the fear of death and pain.
At this time, Moody got out of the car regardless of the assistant's obstruction, grabbed the woman's hand, and woke her up with an ugly face: "Elena, are you okay?"
The woman's pale face looked as ugly as a female ghost, and she shook her head in a daze: "I'm fine."
Her golden hair was stuck to her neck, and water dripped from her hair. The woman sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment, her lips pale and weak.
Looking at this made Moody feel very distressed. He stared at the culprit with red eyes and said coldly: "Why are you crazy? Do you still remember that she is your fiancée? Ye Wangchuan, you are a man and you treat your fiancée like this?"
“Whose fiancée?” the man asked in a scornful tone, as if he had heard something funny.
Moody gritted his teeth and squeezed out: "Your fiancée! Elena is your fiancée! She is the fiancée assigned to you by your family."
The man's slender, sharp black eyes passed through him and fell on the woman who was still sitting on the ground without getting up. They were light and emotionless.
"I said she could go to Shi Lao, who still needs a fiancée."
“You’re crazy!”
Moody clenched his fists angrily.
“You want Elena to be your grandpa’s wife?”
A huge feeling of humiliation came over—
Elena bit her lip so hard that she almost tore the lip flesh. She pinched the flesh of her palm tightly and could barely maintain her decency through the pain.
She tugged on the corner of Mo Di's clothes and whispered: "Mo Di, forget it."
Moody lowered his eyes and said with anger: "He humiliates you like this, and you still speak for him!"
Elina knew in her heart why Ye Wangchuan was looking for her, and she also knew that Ye Wangchuan did not recognize her as his fiancée... just in front of Mo Di.
She said she was in trouble, so she had to tighten her grip on the corners of his clothes, lower her voice and beg hard: "Forget it, Moody."
Moody gritted his teeth, and the veins on his neck popped out several times. He looked fiercely at the man not far away, suppressed his outburst of anger, and looked away.
Elena knew their situation better than Moody. Seeing that he was comforted, she immediately tried to negotiate with the man holding the umbrella: "It's not me."
Ye Wangchuan's indifferent eyes pierced her hypocritical mask: "Do you know why I came to you? I remember I never said why." (End of this chapter)