As ye Yue drove, he called the club in Dongcheng District and asked them to monitor at any time. Nothing happened.

When he saw the picture on the monitor, it was determined that lengyanran was right.

What is this dead girl talking about?

She is his woman. When she became a woman, he didn't have any impression at all.

For the time being, I won't discuss with her the practice of discrediting his reputation, and I'll take the new account and the old account together.

In a private room.

Lengyanran is almost driven mad. Zhang Yuan's obscene sight is always on her. She grabs a fruit knife. "I tell you, Zhang Yuan, if you dare to come here, I promise you that I will make your life inhumane. If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."

Leng Yanran grew up in a village in the city. The orphans and widows have a foothold in that place, and they don't seldom deal with hooligans and ruffians.

There are also some grumpiness in him.

Zhang Yuan paused a little, "lengyanran, I tell you, you don't toast and don't eat the fine wine, you think you're holding a knife and I'm afraid of you."

Zhang Yuan walks towards Leng Yanran, who can only dodge. She holds the knife tightly in her hand. She is ready to wait for Zhang Yuan to get close, and she greets him mercilessly.

"Stop, Zhang Yuan." Cold purples.

"I said my good sister, you can stop resisting. It's only good and no harm if you follow me."

"Beast, you are my brother."

"I don't believe you don't know. I'm not your brother."

"That's also the nominal brother."

"Oh, don't say we don't have any blood relationship. Even if you are my half sister, if I look up to you, you can't escape my palm." Zhang Yuan clenches his fist proudly.

That situation is inevitable, which makes lengyanran want to swallow his heart. How could there be such a beast without any sense of decency.

Leng Yanran looked at the devil who came towards her step by step. She made a decision in her heart, and her eyes suddenly became firm and fierce.

Before Zhang Yuan came, she rushed to her own place and thrust herself into Zhang Yuan's legs.

Zhang Yuan opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't expect Leng Yanran to come here.

When the reaction came, it was painful and fell on the ground.

"Bitch, how dare you..."

Cold Yanran's eyes are bloodthirsty. He stabs Zhang Yuan again before he can fight back.

Zhang Yuan dodged, but the knife stabbed him in the abdomen again. His face was twisted and he slapped cold Yanran hard.

Leng Yanran sits on the ground and sees the red wine bottle on one side.

I didn't even think about it. I just mentioned that I would smash it on Zhang Yuan's head, and then again.

"You are going to provoke me, Zhang Yuan. You can't blame anyone."

"My mother let me be upright, I won't let myself be ruined by you, even if I can spare my life."

Smash.

Keep smashing.

Cold Yan Ran's eyes are dull, only a mechanical action is left.

Ye Yue hurried to the other side and asked, "what about people?"

"Master ye, people have been fighting inside."

"What do you do? Don't you know how to help?"

"That is Zhang Shao suffers losses. That girl is OK. "

"What do you say?"

"Ye Shao, you'd better hurry in and have a look. It's late. I'm afraid that girl will kill people."

Ye Yue took a breath of air-conditioning and kicked open the door of the box without further delay.

The scenes he saw made his life unforgettable.

Zhang Yuan, covered in blood, lay on one side, not angry at all.

Leng Yanran is still like a devil, his eyes are full of dead stare at him.

Even if someone came in, she still didn't realize it.

Ye Yue breathes a sluggish, looking at her thin shoulder and pale face, ye Yue makes a devious effort to walk in the past, gently hugs her shoulder, "lengyanran, it's OK."

Ye Yue looks at Zhang Yuan. One of his hands is still covered in some place.

What happened? I'll see it.

Everyone else kicks it. This girl is cruel. She moves the knife directly.

This kind of person doesn't look threatening. If you take it seriously, you will lose and be cruel.

I don't know if I can be humane in the future.

The tragedy also scared the two waiters. It was the worst they had ever seen. In the past, Zhang Yuan was the one who practiced every time. It was really not suitable to see him lying here.

"Master ye, what should I do?"

"Take it to the hospital. Save the lives first."

"Yes, I know."

Two people carried the chapter far down, cold Yan Ran still did not respond.

"Lengyanran, are you awake?"

Lengyanran slowly raised her head. She saw a beautiful face. It was very handsome and immortal. It was like an immortal who didn't dye the fireworks in the world.

Leaf over.

She was dreaming, and he actually came.

Did those people get him?

"Why are you here?"

"Darling, let go first. Your hand is bleeding." The more Ye slowly opens her hand.

From the smell of words, the hostility of cold Yan Ran's eyes gradually dissipated, and gradually recovered Qingming.

Slowly looking at the place where Fang caizhang lay far away, nah NAH asked, "did I kill someone?"

Ye Yue doesn't know whether Zhang Yuan is dead or alive. But looking at the scene, the murder weapon is just a fruit knife and a red wine bottle, leaving some sequelae at most, and it should not be so easy to die.

"I don't know. I'm not dead."

"Oh."

Leng Yanran responded with one voice and then there was no voice. Her eyes were empty, and she didn't know what she was looking at or thinking about.

Ye Yue:

What's wrong with this girl? She hasn't recovered from her nightmare.

"Your hands are bleeding. Go to the hospital and deal with it." Ye Yue said.

"No, it doesn't hurt."

All shed so much blood, how can you possibly not ache?

This girl's brain doesn't work well. She can't even feel the pain.

"Leng Yanran, you are Tianyue's employee now. You haven't earned any money for the company. What are you doing now? Do you really want me to lose money?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I didn't want to make it like this. I didn't want to." Cold Yan Ran is crying a face, gently shaking his head.

Clearly weak is, where can people and just like the scene linked. He would not have believed it if he had not witnessed it.