Throwing Down Honey Peach: The President's Favorite

In Mo Yiyi's heart, everything has disappeared. /top/ Novel Rankings

Mo Yiyi exhausted her last bit of strength, turned her face away abruptly, broke free from her restraint, and cursed viciously, "You bastard! I have no grievances with you, why do you want to hurt me over and over again?" I should have told Yin the first time I knew it."

"Ah..." In return for this curse, Du Ling was slapped hard, and Mo Yiyi screamed loudly in pain.

"No injustice and no enmity? Hahahahahaha... You took away Li Jueyin and said that there is no injustice and no enmity. Is it possible that you want to get rid of it completely?" Du Ling's eyes were scarlet, and he grabbed Mo Yiyi's hand Mo Yiyi bit her lip in pain, and the blood was rubbing out.

"I am obedient and gentle to him in every way, but he doesn't look at me at all, and treats me like a shoe... I have been with him for two years, and it is he who put my girl's heart on the wings of dreams, so that I can carry my dream. Dreams fly high. I have achieved it these years, and I have become a world star that everyone envies. I accompany him every night and be driven by him. I thought that I have been with him for two years without love and at least have a little affection. But for you, he said he didn't want me, so he didn't want me. Such determination..."

Du Ling leaned close to Mo Yiyi's cheek, and pulled Mo Yiyi's hair even harder, "Tell me, does this kind of hatred count as hatred?"

"..." Mo Yiyi didn't know what to say, she was just a poor woman who fell in love with Li Jueyin, and Li Jueyin didn't love her.

"Why, stop talking, have nothing to say, and admit that you are a slut who likes to seduce and seduce men? Bah..." Du Ling spit on Shangmo Yiyi without any image.

"I don't." Mo Yiyi defended in a low voice with the only weak voice.

"Ah..." But Du Ling's slap came again, Mo Yiyi endured the pain and the tears flowed down her cheeks.

Looking at Mo Yiyi's red and swollen cheeks, she looked at her body from top to bottom, and raised the corners of her mouth evilly, "Since I can't get happiness, then let everyone not get happiness... ...Even if you go to hell, I will drag you with me."

Looking into her eyes, Mo Yiyi felt a cold chill in her heart, and her hair stood on end.She began to be afraid, and there was an ominous premonition in her heart that it was about to happen.

Two tall men with sunglasses walked in at the door, and Du Ling looked at Mo Yiyi with a smile on his face, "Look, I will find a man to serve you when you die. Jueyin came to see such a scene, what will happen?"

Mo Yiyi looked at the two men weakly, her face was full of flesh and wretchedness, an inexplicable nausea surged in her heart, her stomach was sour, and she retched with a "vomit...", she really wanted to vomit.

"Du Ling, hahaha... I actually once regarded you as my idol to study. It seems that I was wrong. But, you are really pitiful... What can you do if you ruin me, you still have to If you don't get happiness, he won't love you, and you still can't get happiness at all." Mo Yiyi weakly squinted at Du Ling, grinning mockingly.

is not that right?After getting along for two years, he has never loved her, let alone after she hurt the woman he loves the most.

So is she doomed not to be happy in this life?

Du Ling took a step back unsteadily, and collapsed on the ground in despair, tears streaming down his face, crying so desperately.