Empress frost speaks the world

Chapter 142
"Anyway, if your master, after listening to what you said, gets angry, loses his temper, and does something that breaks the relationship between the two of you, Fang Ling, you did it. Right?" Brother Quan's face was full of anticipation, his hands were placed on Fang Ling's shoulders, and that look, in Fang Ling's eyes, still looked so good-looking.

It was exactly the same as before, but now it made her look so annoying, thinking that maybe his appearance was just to murder the master through her.

She took a step back calmly, and through the night, she looked at Brother Quan with a cold and disgusted face, "Yes, my master is just like you hoped, but I haven't considered how to punish him yet. That's all, Master Lan, well, the task is completed, Brother Quan, you should go back and report to your master first, I will go back to the room first..."

Hearing it in Brother Quan's ears, Fang Ling's voice was still the same, there was no change, but the sound of those words made him happier.

"Okay, Fang Ling, hurry back, I'll tell my master the good news!"

Speaking of Brother Quan, he wanted to leave, but the spinning spirit immediately grabbed Brother Quan's arm, as if he wanted to make a final confirmation...

"Brother Quan, can you tell me who your master is?"

Brother Quan, tell me, if you tell me, maybe I will really believe you, can you give me a chance to believe you...

"Fang Ling, don't worry, I'll go back when I come to you tomorrow!"

Brother Quan left just like that, without even giving Fang Ling a second chance to grab his arm, how straightforward was the movement of throwing her away...

After Brother Quan had gone far away, Fang Ling still stayed there, motionless.

Yan Shuang pushed open the door from the room, rolled the wheelchair and came to Fang Ling's side, watching her face under the moonlight, shining with the light refracted from tears.

"Some things are not perfect," Yan Shuang wiped away the tears on Fang Ling's face with his fingertips, his voice was still so cold, but his heart was warm. Shuangman's child was like her own. Like a child, you have to take good care of it, "Fangling, you will get something else after you lose something. It's getting late, and there are some things you don't understand, so you don't need to worry about it. Do a good job tomorrow. That's the most important thing."

Fang Ling hurriedly wiped away her tears, what right did she have to ask her master to wipe her tears, she was just a traitor.

"Master, let's go back!"

As she said that, she went to the back of the wheelchair and pushed Yan Shuang to the door. She didn't start talking until she carried Yan Shuang to the bed and helped her take off her coat.

"Master, the spinning spirit may not be that good, do you want this kind of spinning spirit?"

She was still worried, worried that the only dear person she had left would lose herself now.

"Why don't you? I'm going to give you a chance, and I'll get along with you for a long time, and now, there's no one else around who can be as capable as you. "

Although Yan Shuang said that she was a cold person, she knew that if she attacked Fang Ling again at this time, she probably wouldn't have to see her again tomorrow.

In life, she is not the only one who has to live alone...

　Oh, spinning spirit is also a fierce general
　　
　
(End of this chapter)