First Lady

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."

The meaning of the threat could not be more obvious. If she dared to take a step forward, the gun against her back would go off, so the front was dangerous and she couldn't go.

Lan Shan gritted her teeth and stared at Lan Miu, wishing she didn't have a knife in her hand.

Wei Shuo strolled out of the cabin, and said loudly, "Young Master Ye condescends to come here, it's really an honor."

"I'm here, return the man to me." [

Mingye's figure remained unchanged, like a towering mountain, no one would shake him a bit. Although he was speaking to Wei Shuo, his eyes were always on Lan Shan, who was captured by Lan Miu.

Wei Shuo walked slowly to Lanshan's side, and said with a light smile, "If you can walk out of this sea today, the person will naturally be yours."

The implication is that if you can't get out, you can only be buried in this vast ocean.

Ming Ye sneered, "Isn't the Ming family what you want? Just come to me directly, maybe I will meet you for the old man's sake..."

Wei Shuo's expression was gloomy, and he returned to normal after a while.

"I don't like to beg for things. I will snatch what I want. But you, I will give you two choices now. You and Lanshan can only live together. I don't know which one Ye Shao will choose?"

Even if there were lights on the boat, on such a vast sea, the expression of Ming Ye could not be seen clearly from a distance of more than ten meters.

Wei Shuoren's voice fell and was blown away by the wind, Lan Shan heard Ming Ye's voice piercing the sky like an arrow, piercing through the night and blooming in his ears.

"I never do multiple-choice questions. If I live, Lanshan will live with me. If I die, then she will go to hell with me. She can only be with me for every lifetime."

Even at this time, he is still a tyrannical maniac, domineeringly declaring that the decline is his only one, no matter life or death, it is his alone.

Lan Shan's heart felt warm, and two lines of tears involuntarily left her eyes.

Wei Shuoren's eyes rolled with dark clouds, and he suddenly laughed out loud: "Really? Ye Shao's words are really touching, but I don't like the beauty of adults. You two, I prefer to live alone."

Before he finished speaking, his hands were already touching Lan Shan's cheeks, his cold fingers slowly crawling like snakes, making Lan Shan feel like retching.