Chapter 745

"Yihan has a dispute with the person in charge of Lin's family. That day, I saw her ambiguous with a scientist named Xu Haoran. She is not worthy of you." Youle was crying beautifully.

Ye Zimo turned the corner of his mouth, stretched out his slender fingertip across Youle's white face, and said with a little interest: "your mouth is very deceptive. If I cut off your mouth, what do you think?"

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

Ye Zimo's face did not change. With his sharp knife edge pressing on Youle's cheek, he felt happy when he saw the other party oozing blood beads. He suddenly remembered that Xia Yihan valued her friends most.

"Go and explain your own dirty things." After receiving the knife, ye Zimo scoffed at Youle, who slipped to one side, shrugged and left.

"Ye Zimo, the one who loves you is more than Xia Yihan." Youle looks at Ye Zimo, who leaves with tears.

Xia Yihan wakes up in a daze, the melodious sound of the piano in his ear. Back to their own solid back seems to have a sense, ye Zimo stopped pressing the keyboard fingers, took one side of the medicine, concise and comprehensive said: "drink."

Xia Yihan frowned. Her bones have been bad recently, but that doesn't mean she wants to drink medicine. She sat on the bed, forgetting to pick up the medicine bowl in Ye Zimo's hand.

Ye Zimo doesn't like Xia Yihan and ignores himself. He can't lift the other's jaw and pour the medicine into Xia Yihan's mouth along the mouth of the bowl.

Xia Yihan was forced to bear the bitter potion. After drinking, his face had been wrinkled into a flower. A piece of stuff was put into his mouth. He picked out the tip of his tongue, which was candied fruit.

Ye Zimo pulled each other's wrists to the piano and sat down pressing Xia Yihan's shoulder.

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

"Play." Ye Zimo put Xia Yihan's hands firmly on the piano keys, which made a crisp sound, as if urging.

Xia Zihan pressed a wrong key and found that ye Zihan had no choice but to press the wrong key.

Embarrassed to stop, Xia Yihan mumbled: "early said the play is not good."

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

Xia Yihan took a deep breath. His white hands pressed on the keyboard again and played off and on. He crossed a long hand behind him and pressed on the other side to play a happy chorus.

Melodious tunes can most ease the feeling of boredom. After playing a piece of music, Xia Yihan said to Ye Zimo with a smile: "you play just right."

Ye Zimo is facing Xia Yihan's sudden smile. His heart is missing a beat. He reaches out his hand and rubs Xia Yihan's broken hair behind his ear: "you are the first woman to say that I play the piano well."

"No!" Xia Yihan shakes his head and obviously doesn't believe what ye Zimo said.

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

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

"Yi Han, I'm sorry. I made those paintings. I'm a jerk. I've already told the association that it's me, not you, who is in disgrace." Outside the phone, Youle's voice seemed to tremble.

"What did you do to her?" Xia Yihan heard Youle's strange voice and turned to look at Ye Zimo seriously. With Ye Zimo's means, Youle is very dangerous.

Ye Zimo's fingers, which were originally placed on the keys of the piano, pressed down heavily, allowing the sharp voice to ring through the room. He lowered his body and said in a soft voice: "you should ask what she has done to you."

Xia Yihan didn't avoid Ye Zimo's intimacy, and said on his face: "no matter what she did wrong, put her life."

Ye Zimo shrugged his shoulders and could not press the phone. Zhang Fengyi closed the line, looking at Youle shivering on the cliff, some sympathy said: "you should not provoke Xia Yihan."

People keep approaching, Youle is afraid to look at the cliff behind him, the sound of the shore slapping is like a talisman. A black Mercedes Benz suddenly burst out of a nearby rock heap.

As soon as the co pilot drove on, Youle ran into the co pilot's seat. Zhang Fengyi looked at the man in the driver's seat who could not see his face with big sunglasses. His brows grew deeper and deeper.

It was only one day after entering the design exhibition again. When someone saw Xia Yihan at the entrance, they kindly surrounded him and took Xia Yihan to the interior.

Zhang Fengyi is standing on one side, and ye Zimo sits looking at the case report of Youle, personality division and severe depression.

"Do you want me to send more people to protect Miss Xia?" Zhang Fengyi has begun to pull out his mobile phone.

Ye Zimo waved his hand and moved his eyes to the red dot representing Xia Yihan's position on the monitor. His brow was deeply wrinkled.Xia Yihan was not taken to the first exhibition hall, but to a luxurious room where a white haired old foreigner looked at Xia Yihan.

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

"You can speak Chinese!" Xia Yihan was surprised that the other side could speak Chinese so well. He was a little surprised.

The old man didn't care and nodded. He went to Xia Yihan and patted his back. Then he sat back.

Ye Zimo looks at the red dots that suddenly disappear on the video, and he is inexplicably anxious. This kind of feeling is like someone grabs his heart and pinches it hard. Huo stood up and strode to the door.

Kiu speaks slowly to Xia Yihan, and some of them spit out some notes that Xia Yihan can't understand. Xia Yihan feels very tired, as if the whole person is picking it up from the water.

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

"It seems that I am an old man who can't speak interesting. Miss Xia is going to fall asleep." There was a smile in the old man's eyes.

Xia Yihan didn't know what was wrong with him. He apologized quickly. The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly remembered that ye Zimo's voice was cold and dregs: "stay still."

Ye Zimo's phone call came inexplicably. Kiu seemed tired. Xia Yihan bowed down to leave. Kiu didn't stop him. He just said meaningful when Xia Yihan was about to go out: "Miss Xia, we will meet."

Xia Yihan nods and drags his mobile phone to go out. The design exhibition is quiet, not as lively as yesterday. Thinking about ye Zimo's phone call, Xia Yihan casually finds a bench to wait for ye Zimo.

There are subtle footsteps behind him. A handkerchief with rich flavor tightly covers Xia Yihan's mouth and nose. Xia Yihan struggles hard and drops powerlessly.

Stepping into the design center, ye Zimo's heart suddenly sinks, and there is a faint smell of overpowering drugs in the place where Xia Yihan appears. A woman sits on one side and turns 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.

"You belong to the Lin family..." Ye Zimo frowned.

"Hello, my name is Seth." Si Si stood up and laughed brightly, then seemed to think of something: "I saw the woman in the blue dress follow a very cute girl to go."

Ye Zimo flashed the figure of Youle in his head, his eyes were dark and he was not clear. He strode towards the door and stopped suddenly. He turned his head and said, "thank you very much."

"You're welcome." Si Si sweet smile, you le, but I spent a lot of effort to save you, you can not let me down.

Xia Yihan is lying in a strange room when he wakes up. He gets up with a headache and is frightened by the dense leaves and his photos in the room.

All the walls are full of posters and photos of Ye Zimo, the front face and the side face. The photos of himself and ye Zimo appearing in the cafe together are severely torn apart.

"Are you awake?" Youle opens the door happily with biscuits and milk and walks to Xia Yihan's side. Seeing Xia Yihan's panic and staring at the line of sight of the wall photo, you don't seem to care.

"Youle you..." Xia Yihan had difficulty swallowing his saliva. Youle put down the milk and held Xia Yihan's face with fascination and said: "a Han, you are really beautiful. My face is according to you, but it is still not as beautiful as you are. What can we do?"

Xia Yihan pushed each other in pain. Youlequenching couldn't prevent being taken down. The drugs on the table were all over the floor. Antidepressants, full of antidepressants.

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

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

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

"It's not so much trouble." The gate of the roof is coaxed to open, and ye Zimo comes out.

"Ye Zimo." Youle looks crazy again.

Ye Zimo put his hands in his pockets, and his face did not change much. His eyes did not even stay on Xia Yihan's face. Only when he swept the cold knife on Xia Yihan's neck did he have a trace of bleakness.

The sound of footsteps on the concrete floor made a "buckle" sound. 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, his heel has been completely suspended, and ye Zimo has gone one step away from Youle.

Only by putting his hands in his pocket can he not reveal his anger and heartache. He would like to cut the woman in front of him, but not now.

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

"I want you to marry me." You le murmured."Yes." Ye Zimo agreed in a concise way.

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