Chapter 1294： Indeed

"It's true."

The two clink glasses with each other, and the tenderness of each other is meaningful, and the undercurrent is surging.

Yang Ziwen was anxious, why is my sister so happy to see him?

He is here for revenge! Will kill her at any time.

But in front of Zhang Wanlin, she couldn't speak directly.

Can only secretly seek opportunities.

Three women came over with heavy make-up.

"Oh, who should I think? Isn't this the poor boy from the beginning?

Why are you still coming to fawn on our Ziyue now? "

"I haven't seen each other for a few years.

You have come to the wrong place. "

"That's right, you don't take any photos with soaking urine, what right do you have to stand in this place?

Who brought him to this place on earth, butler! Come here, what do you do, don't push him out yet! "

The steward led the servant to chase Zhang Wanlin out, Yang Ziyue said: "Steward, who told you to chase?

Did I speak?

Treat yourself well. "

"To be honest, there was no him at the beginning, but now without me, how can I know that I won't repay him."

She looked into Zhang Wanlin's eyes, "Stay."

"Well, of course I want to stay."

Zhang Wanlin answered.

Seeing Zhang Wanlin's triumphant expression, the girlfriends all looked dissatisfied.

"Ziyue, what are you doing.

Leave an ex boyfriend here?

Are you afraid of seeing your boyfriend? "

"What's more, he is still a poor boy. He wants nothing. He can pay a little money at most."

"Ziyue, you don't have to blame yourself for the things in the past. Now society, isn't it like this."

Yang Ziyue only smiled and motioned them to stop talking.

Be considerate and gentle in every move.

"He must stay, how can I say I owed him back then, I have to make good compensation.

Let me accompany you to drink and drink first. "

She greeted the aggrieved them and walked in the other direction, not forgetting to turn back to Yang Ziwen and said: "Sister, you have to take good care of Zhang Wanlin, after all, he is also your brother."

"Sister..." Yang Ziwen hesitated to say something, but after all he didn't say it.

Zhang Wanlin randomly found a secluded seat to sit down, and from this perspective, the entire garden could be seen in full view.

In the garden, under soft music, people sang and danced, not without joy.

Yang Ziwen sat opposite Zhang Wanlin: "What do you want to do with my sister?"

"What do you think?"

Zhang Wanlin said it lightly.

"Are you really going to kill her?"

Yang Ziwen said, "Are you breaking up?"

"If it's just a breakup, of course it won't happen.

But..." Zhang Wanlin paused, "She, I must kill. "

His eyes instantly became sharp and deep.

Yang Ziwen was shocked, opened his mouth, and closed it again.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Long Ge's death appeared in front of him.

If you change to a sister... she won't be able to stand it.

"How can you let her go?"

Yang Ziwen took a deep breath and said.

"You seem to want to save your sister?"

Zhang Wanlin took a sip of wine and looked at her.

"Well, as long as you are willing to let her go, I am willing to do anything for you!"

Yang Ziwen bit his teeth and clenched his fists.

Zhang Wanlin didn't say a word. He just shook the wine in the glass and watched it patiently. Then he smiled and said, "Why not, let's make a bet."

"The content of the bet is that if she wants to kill me, then I will kill her.

If she doesn't kill me, of course I won't kill her either.

What do you think of it? "

"My sister will kill you?"

Yang Ziwen was surprised, "This is impossible."

According to Yang Ziwen's understanding, how could she kill someone if her sister couldn't even kill a chicken?

"Zhang Wanlin, Zhang Wanlin, you still spent so long with your sister, why don't you know your sister?

No matter how you break up, she can't kill you, and why does she kill you. "

"Then you dare to bet?"

"Dare to bet."

"it is good."

Zhang Wanlin looked at the crowd in the park again, leisurely and contented.

With this bet, Yang Ziwen finally relaxed and no longer worried about her sister.

Anyway, since Zhang Wanlin dared to say such a thing, he would definitely abide by the gambling agreement.

Yang Ziyue walked out of the crowd, brushed away the hair loss on his forehead, and said to a strong man in front of him: "How many people did you bring here today?"

He is Yang Ziyue's bodyguard, special forces retired, proficient in combat and firearms and other professional knowledge.

The bodyguard said: "10 people on the court and 20 people off the court."

"I want you to kill a person. You don't need a big battle. It's better not to let anyone find out."

"Ok.

I will arrange. "

Several bodyguards arranged in the garden were secretly mobilized, quietly lying in ambush.

Their eyes are fixed on one person in the field.

Zhang Wanlin finally drank the red wine in the glass, got up and said, "Come on, let's do a dance too."

Regardless of Yang Ziwen's objection, she took her hand and walked up the steps to the natural stage in the garden.

Yang Ziwen could only adapt to Zhang Wanlin's movements and dance. The movements were extremely stiff, but Zhang Wanlin didn't care and enjoyed it comfortably.

"You better relax. Dance is relaxation."

"It depends on who you are."

Yang Ziwen said coldly, turning his head to one side.

Zhang Wanlin pinched her delicate chin and kissed her lips.

Suddenly, there are no signs.

Yang Ziwen wanted to resist, but the opponent hugged his waist tightly and held his head.

She hit him like crazy, like desperately trying to tear him up that night.

But it's useless.

As always, he was very strong.

After a few minutes, the two people separated, and a sparkling silk thread opened between their mouths.

Yang Ziwen took a sigh of relief, his face flushed.

"what are you doing?"

Staring at him.

This is my sister, what would she think if she was seen by my sister?

"You are my woman, why can't I kiss you?"

Zhang Wanlin licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, and Yang Ziwen bit his tongue just now.

Yang Ziwen wanted to say something more, but Yu Guang noticed a person standing in a daze.

Take a closer look, who is not her sister Yang Ziyue?

This is troublesome.

"Sister..." Yang Ziwen looked at Yang Ziyue like a kid who did something wrong.

Zhang Wanlin laughed so that the spring breeze was blowing, watching her face, not caring at all.

Yang Ziyue stayed for a few minutes before smiling, "I just came over to look for you."

Not mentioning a word about the scene just now, it's like not seeing it.

"Zhang Wanlin, can you talk to me alone for a while?

It's been a long time. "

"Well, you can.

I am also trying to reminisce with you. "

Zhang Wanlin followed Yang Ziyue through the crowd and walked into the house.

Yang Ziwen didn't come back to his senses until their backs were completely gone.

It's not like my sister's style.

Why is she acting so strange?

At this moment, she noticed that several bodyguards standing on a high platform had withdrawn, not knowing where they were going.

Could it be...Yang Ziwen was startled suddenly and chased after Zhang Wanlin and the others.