Love is like melting

Chapter 165 When will you give me the antidote?
Lian Mo raised his brows with chills, as if realizing what she wanted to say, a sinister voice sounded: "Ji Yerong, give me..."

"Why do you think I came back?" Before he finished speaking, Ji Yerong's cold voice sounded mercilessly, "Why do you think I want to be with you? Is it true that I fell in love with you again? No , I'm just using you, taking revenge on you, I want you to be ruined and infamous forever. I married Liancheng because I love..."

"I told you to shut up, did you hear that!" Lian Mo's emotions became uncontrollable and irritable. Before she finished speaking, the palm of her hand had already pinched her tender neck, and the strength of her fingertips was almost stronger than that. Could break her neck!

"Ye'er!" Mu Ye's expression darkened, and he stepped forward to stop Lian Mo.

Ji Yerong raised his hand to signal him not to come over, Mu Ye froze in his steps, as nervous as if Lian Mo was strangling his own neck.

Her eyes met Lian Mo's red pupils without blinking, and her thin lips were as cool as Xia Xue, "Lian Mo, are you angry? Why are you angry? Because I feel that my sincerity has been despised." Step on it, because you have finally tasted the taste of being played like a dog, haven't you! Didn't you domesticate me as a dog at the beginning, and now I just give back what you have done to me It's just you, what's there to be angry about?"

The hand that was pinching her neck tightened even more, the veins on the surface of the hand were clearly visible, and the eyes staring at her were so red that they could almost bleed.

He squeezed too tightly, Ji Yerong's face turned purple, and even his lips gradually turned purple, his breathing became difficult, and his voice gradually became difficult, "Lian Mo, do you really think you are so powerful? All women resist I can't find your charm...cough cough...you are wrong, I never loved you...never before...nor now, and never in the future...what are you, you can't even compare to Mu Ye's hair superior……"

"Shut up!" Lian Mo waved his hand uncontrollably, Ji Yerong couldn't stand still, and was thrown to the ground by him.

Ji Yerong sat down on the ground, half of her face was covered by her hair, she kept coughing and panting, and looked sideways at him with full of pity and sympathy.

Lian Mo's chest fluctuated violently with his emotions, and his red eyes stared at her, it was painful and unbelievable.

Until today, Lian Mo finally understands that once the seemingly taciturn person speaks, every word is as sharp as a blade, piercing his heart cleanly and instantly, driving him into the abyss in an instant. No answer... no answer.

——What do you count?
——You can't even compare to Mu Ye's hair.

Every word punished his heart, and every sentence scratched his bones, and his mind was torn apart when he heard it.

She knew it, she knew what he was most taboo in this life, but she beat him severely in this way, and was defeated.

Ayu, you are really ruthless.

Lian Mo's tall and straight body couldn't stand still for the first time, so he staggered back two and a half steps, propped his hands on the wall, and barely supported himself to stand, his eyes were filled with endless love and hatred.

Mu Ye stepped forward to help Ji Yerong, and said in a concerned voice, "Ye'er, are you alright?"

Ji Yerong didn't answer, nor did he look at him, but looked at Lian Mo indifferently, "You don't understand, I'm so glad that the child was stillborn. You are not worthy of being her father, you are not worthy at all! "

Lian Mo's desolate gorilla eyes were filled with despair, and he slowly closed them for a few seconds, covering his chest with his hands.

Everyone said that Ji Yerong was not good at words, and his mouth was stupid. How could they know that his Ayu's mouth was more powerful than her gun; But it can make people extremely sad.

Raising his eyes to look at her again, the past, love, hatred, sadness, pain and pain are all surging in the eyebrows and pupils of the two of them.

Since their first meeting, they have experienced too much, from darkness to light, from abyss to prosperity, but now they have reached the point where they are strangers and different paths, and they see each other and hate each other.

There have been sweet hugs and kisses, and I have suddenly woke up in the middle of the night to see the person lying next to me. I am grateful for the kindness of fate and sent this person back to my side again.

But now?

Now the warmth and lingering love between them is like broken glass, fragmented and incomplete.

Ji Yerong looked at his pale, bloodless cheeks with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Lian Mo, what happened today is nothing but your own fault, and you can't blame others. From now on, I, Ji Yerong, will never owe you anything!"

When the voice fell, she said to Mu Ye beside her, "Let's go!"

"Okay!" Mu Ye nodded, and when Ji Yerong's eyes were about to walk towards the door, he looked back, Yun Yingluo, who had been staring blankly at what happened in front of her, but remained silent, "Mom, we Let's go, please take care."

Bow, bow is farewell!
Lian Mo watched Ji Yerong pass by him without hesitation.

Realizing something, the eagle's eyes narrowed suddenly, and instinctively turned around and grabbed her arm, his voice was low and even trembling: "You can't go with him!"

Ji Yerong didn't know where the strength came from, not only shook off his hand in an instant, but also pushed him to stagger and fall to the ground.

Looking down at him with frosty eyes, his voice was mechanical and devoid of emotion, "Lian Mo, if everything can be done again, I would rather freeze to death with Mu Jin on the street than meet you!"

Lian Mo's long and narrow eyes glanced at the shocking waves, and the strength in his body seemed to be drained for a moment.

She would rather die than meet herself.

She would rather... die!

Ji Yerong's gaze mechanically moved away from his dead-hearted handsome face, and he turned and walked out with a complete back view, as if this farewell was a farewell to his life forever.

Mu Ye passed by his side, glanced at him with lowered eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up with obvious ridicule and sarcasm, despising him, a loser, with the attitude of a winner.

Lian Mo was stunned for a moment, then growled in a low voice: "Chen Su, Chen Su, stop her, stop her quickly!"

He wanted to get up, but he didn't have any strength in his body. Before he could stand up, he fell to the ground again.

"Chen Su..." His hoarse voice trembled, growling unwillingly, he couldn't let Ayu go with Liancheng.

Absolutely not!
When he tried to stand up again and was about to fall, a pair of hands held him up.

He turned his head and saw Yun Yingluo who came over and stretched out his hand to support him, and a trace of puzzlement flashed in his mournful eyes.

"It's useless, Chen Su can't stop her." Yun Yingluo looked at him calmly, as if she knew what happened today, "He planned to take her away a long time ago, and no one can stop her today Let them go!"

Lian Mo stared at him intently, and after a moment's reaction, she angrily pushed her hand away and fell to the ground again.

Yun Yingluo couldn't stand still, she also fell to the ground, her brows were furrowed, and she groaned in pain.

"This is your revenge on me, isn't it?" Lian Mo's eyes were scarlet, and he roared in despair and grief: "This is your revenge on me!"

Sadness permeated every part of the house, and despair was like a cold rope tightening around his neck, suffocating and suffocating.

What could make him more painful and desperate than letting him watch Ayu and Liancheng helplessly?
He completely lost Ayu!

Yun Yingluo sat on the ground with a pale face, looked at Lian Mo lightly, saw his despair, saw his pain, and couldn't tell whether she should be happy or sympathize with him!
Lian Mo was experiencing the pain and despair that Lian Zhen and that woman gave her back then, and she should have the pleasure of taking revenge on him, but now she doesn't feel any pleasure in her heart, but instead feels a sense of suffocation.

It turns out that taking revenge on someone will not give people peace and happiness in their hearts.

It's a pity that it took her her whole life to understand this truth.

When Ji Yerong walked out of the door, Chen Su and the others had already been blocked by the people arranged by Yun Yingluo. Now no one could stop them from leaving, but her footsteps froze suddenly.

With his back to the door behind him, his body was stiff and cold, his hands hanging by his sides were tightly clenched into fists, the blue meridians were clearly visible, and his thin shoulders seemed to tremble faintly in the air-conditioning.

He looked up at the gray sky, as if he was about to crush the city; his white teeth bit his lower lip tightly, biting so hard that a deep, deep bloodstain was formed. The pain in the chest became more and more piercing.

In the end, she bent down and sat in the car in front of her without saying a word, her hands tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, her fingertips so hard that they turned blue and white, as if she was trying to hold back something.

Mu Ye got into the car and ordered the driver to drive. The car quickly drove out of Yun'er and galloped on the highway.

Because all of this had been arranged long ago, the time to leave was clean and tidy without any hindrance.

The car was parked next to a temporary tarmac, and a helicopter was already waiting for them.

Ji Yerong followed Mu Ye into the helicopter, and with the sound of rumbling propellers, Yancheng was soon at their feet, no bigger than a palm.

She was wearing a headset, and in the small cabin, she sounded her difficult voice: "I have made him give up according to your words, and I will leave Yancheng with you!"

The words paused for a while, and the eyes were fixed on him, filled with sadness, unable to express anger: "When will you give me the antidote?"

(End of this chapter)