First Lady

Lan Shan yelled sharply: "Wei Shuo, how do you want to deal with him?"

Lan Shan was terrified, Wei Shuo was a sinister man, and now he was on the sea surrounded by water without land, just waiting to invite you into the urn.

Ming Ye came here alone again, what if... what should I do if something happens to me?

Wei Shuo turned around, and the light hit his face, creating a beautiful feeling of interlaced light and shadow.

He stared at Lanshan intently, with a smile in his voice: "There can only be one between me and him, how do you think I will deal with him?" [

Still with a gentle face, Lan Shan could still vaguely recall the doctor who prescribed medicine for her in the hospital, but when the scene changed, how could he become such a strange look in just a few months.

"What kind of enmity does Mingye have with you? You hate him so much that you want to put him to death?"

Wei Shuo pondered, as if he didn't know how to answer Lan Shan's words, and after a while he said:

"Hate? There doesn't seem to be any hatred between me and him, but... we have to kill each other."

The question of whether to hate or not, Wei Shuo people have asked themselves many times, but every time they are confused.

In all fairness, he doesn't hate Ming Ye, nor does he hate him...

After hearing this, Lan Shan really wanted to kill someone, "What kind of stupid logic are you talking about? If you don't have hatred, how can you kill each other?"

Wei Shuoren was about to speak when Lan Mi walked in again, "Mr. Wei, he is coming up."

"Let's go, the distinguished guest has arrived, I guess he can't wait to see you now." Wei Shuo raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, and said to Lan Shan.

Lan Shan bit her lower lip and gave him a hard look, thinking of Ming Ye in her heart, she ran out.

As soon as he got out of the cabin, there was a loud wind blowing outside, and the wind was so dim that he couldn't open his eyes.

She stretched out her hand to cover her hair, and saw the familiar figure standing on the deck through her fingers. The black figure and the black clothes, if you don't look carefully, it seems that he will melt into the boundless sea...

But seeing him stretch out a hand towards her slowly, the silent words made Lan Shan's eyes twitch, she knew he was saying: I'll take you home.

Lan Shan wanted to run over, but Lan Miu grabbed his wrist. He was so strong that no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.

In the howling sea wind, Lan Miu's voice sounded extraordinarily cold: "It's windy in front of Mrs. Ming, it's better for you not to go any further."

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