Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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Yun Lei smiled miserably: "What if it's not like this? Could it be that you have a better way? I can't just watch him die..."

Biyuan was also heartbroken, she glared at Hua Baoyue and said bitterly: "Now you are satisfied! I really know you for nothing! So you are a villain who takes advantage of others!"

Hua Baoyue's wish came true, but there was no smile on his face. He stared at Yun Lei for a while, and his brows became more and more wrinkled: "It's not right! It's definitely not right!"

Biyuan said angrily: "She has already agreed to marry you, what's wrong?"

Hua Baoyue circled Yun Lei twice, her eyes looked Yun Lei up and down, as if a flower suddenly grew out of Yun Lei.

At this time, Yun Lei was ashamed as death, and she was worried about everything.

There was a slight sneer on her lips, she closed her eyes, her face was full of determination.

Hua Baoyue suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "|Little girl, I know what your plan is!"

Yun Lei was taken aback, and opened her eyes unconsciously: "What?"

Hua Baoyue stared into Yun Lei's eyes: "Although you agreed to marry me, you have made up your mind that as long as I heal Zhang Danfeng, you will commit suicide at the wedding, am I right? "

Yun Lei trembled, and blurted out: "How do you know..."

As soon as the words came out, she hurriedly covered her mouth, but invisibly admitted Hua Baoyue's guess.

Bi Yuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood why Yun Lei agreed so readily.

She was moved and angry at the same time, she stared at Hua Baoyue, her eyes almost burst into flames: "What do you want? Are you really willing to force her to death?"

Hua Baoyue was like a deflated ball, sighed and said: "Forget it! Forget it! She doesn't need to marry me, I just treat you, my precious young master."

"Ah? Seriously? Are you willing to let Miss Yun go?" Biyuan didn't seem to expect him to turn around suddenly, and asked incredulously.

Hua Baoyue glared at her, and said angrily: "Otherwise, what can I do? I'm not sick, why do I have to marry a dead wife?! Do you think I really can't marry a wife?"

Like a drowning person, Yun Lei suddenly grabbed a piece of wood and said in a trembling voice, "You...you will definitely cure him, right?"

Hua Baoyue said coldly: "The daughter-in-law who got it flew away. Do I have to smash the signboard of my Baoyue Villa again?"