Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 231 Master Han, cry a little, add to the fun

No one in the room knew exactly how it all happened.

At that time, Ruan Shiyan turned her back to the balcony and was complaining about the clothes Xiao Xing had just put on, while Song Anan was standing beside her, facing her in the same direction.

Xiao Xing just angrily took off the pullover sweater from bottom to top, his vision was completely blocked by the sweater.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, an arm crossed Ruan Shiyan's neck, directly pulling her back.

And then... this is the scene now.

Song Anan's face turned pale with fright, and she looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

"Brother Yi, you... What are you doing here? Stop making trouble, let go of my sister-in-law!"

Ren Yi remained unmoved, and slowly raised the corners of his lips, his gaze passed over Song An'an, and fell on the face of Song Zehan who had just walked in.

The moment their eyes met, there was an undisguised pride on their faces.

It seems that he can control Ruan Shiyan under the nose of Song Zehan, which is something worth showing off.

In fact, it is.

Just like now, he has managed to have the absolute command right to allow Song Zehan to obey his orders.

"Master Han, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Song Zehan gave Ruan Shiyan a reassuring look, blinked slowly, then met Ren Yi's gaze again, and opened his thin lips lightly.

"It's not a surprise, but a surprise. I didn't expect you to use such a low-level and naive method to blackmail people."

After finishing speaking, Song Zehan roughly glanced at the semi-enclosed balcony behind Ren Yi, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Aren't you afraid to make a mistake and be buried here if you still have to do dangerous actions like turning over the balcony at a young age?"

Ren Yi smiled.

"The process is not important, the important thing is that Yanyan is in my hands now, and you can't do anything to me, you can only listen to me."

Song Zehan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

"Ren Yi, you are too confident."

"Confidence? Oh, Song Zehan, I think you are too conceited. You still talk to me in this tone at such a time."

Ren Yi slowly moved the muzzle of the gun down along Ruan Shiyan's side face, and when it landed on his lips, he moved it back up to his temple.

Continue to say: "Oh yes, I almost forgot, this is your style, Taishan collapses before the color remains unchanged. But - what if I really want you to change today?"

"You and I know how important this woman is to you. Seeing her in my arms like this must make you feel very uncomfortable. So uncomfortable...wish you could kill me?"

"But you always look so expressionless, and it makes me uncomfortable to see. Why don't you cry? Add to the fun?"

Ren Yi held Ruan Shiyan back and came to the balcony.

"Song Zehan, we have worked together for so many years, but I actually don't want to tear myself apart with you, so I won't make things difficult for you today."

"I have six bullets in this gun. As long as you meet one of my requirements, I will throw one away. If you meet my six requirements, we will fight with bare hands to determine the outcome."

"But... if you are not satisfied, I will have to hide this bullet that should have been thrown away in a certain part of Yanyan's body and fulfill that request for you."

"What do you think...?" As soon as the voice fell, Ren Yi didn't give Song Zehan a chance to answer, changed his clothes and said in a mocking tone, and continued on his own.

"Oh yes, I forgot, now the initiative is in my hands, and you have lost the qualification to negotiate terms. I will decide the rules, you——you can only accept it obediently."

"So, Master Han, please complete the first request I just made."

"Give me—cry."

(End of this chapter)