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Chapter 155 Follow me, heaven; abandon me, hell (3)

Qu Qingge sighed, turned around and said to Yan Zimo:
"Sister Zimo, today is your birthday, and I made you worry—I'm sorry."

"Silly girl, don't think about it, cherish what you have, don't be like Han, you won't regret it until you lose it."

Yan Zimo seemed to be referring to something, and of course Qu Qingge also understood that the so-called 'possession' she was referring to was Wen Qiyang.

Qu Qingge smiled, and pushed her: "You go back quickly, everyone is waiting for you, the birthday star. Don't blow with me."

Yan Zimo hesitated for a moment, afraid that Qu Qingge would be overwhelmed, and didn't know how to comfort her, so she said: "Qingge, just sit still for a while, come here, don't make me worry." She instructed, One side left the roof.

Not long after she left, Qu Qingge heard footsteps coming from the stairs, and then stopped quietly behind her.

She thought that Yan Zimo was worried about her being alone, so she went back and forth again, so she said: "Sister Zimo, you go, I'm fine."

While talking, Qu Qingge subconsciously turned around and looked up, but the person above her head was not Yan Zimo, but Wen Qiyang, who was staring at her.

His eyes were deep, and although there was no anger or any displeasure in his eyes, they gave Qu Qingge a dangerous and sharp feeling.

She got up quickly and was silent for a while.

She knew that he must be unhappy, but now she felt dizzy, chest tightness and shortness of breath, and had no mood or strength to say anything more to him, so she lowered her head and passed by his side.

Wen Qiyang snorted inwardly.

For one night, her eyes never left Yan Jinhan. At first, she knew how to restrain herself and avoid it, but later, she turned into affectionate, heartbroken, and blindly provoked him to be Yan Jinhan out of jealousy. Han found the 'Tuo'.

He endured all of this, and his purpose was to make Qu Qingge sad and hopeless, but now that she saw him, she wanted to run away from him without saying a word, and she didn't even bother to lift her eyelids .

Qu Qingge's attitude ignited a cluster of small flames in Wen Qiyang's heart. Before she could walk away from him, fear grabbed her wrist and made her unable to move.

Qu Qingge frowned, trying to shake off his restraint, but Wen Qiyang seemed to know what she was thinking, so he exerted even more force on his arms.

"Speak—" His voice was suppressed very low, a little hoarse, seemingly stable, but it made Qu Qingge shiver involuntarily.

Qu Qingge took a deep breath, lowered his head and closed his eyes, his lips were already turning pale.

She doesn't want to fight!
Wen Qiyang stalemate with her for a moment in silence, seeing that she still lowered her head expressionlessly, neither happy nor sad.

Suddenly, like a violent lion, he grabbed Qu Qingge's arm and slammed it vigorously, throwing her whole body out, and slammed her into the wall abruptly.

"Speak—" he yelled.

Qu Qingge snorted.

Although she was only a few steps away from the wall, Wen Qiyang tried his best. She felt a sharp impact on her shoulder, and then it ached.

She clutched her shoulders and tried to straighten up, but before she could stand still, Wen Qiyang rushed to her with strides, trapping her tightly in front of him.

She saw the desire for punishment in his eyes, and she knew exactly what he was going to do.

(End of this chapter)