Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Yuhan's thin lips pressed coldly, with a bloodthirsty aura, as if he would kill Shi Mu in the next second!

Shi Mu kept watching his words flat, smiled slightly, and said excitedly: "A Dan, it's great, you're not dead, it's really great."

He seemed to want to keep his words flat, but because of inconvenience, he could only give up.

A cold air rushed up from his back, and Si Chen's entire body was forced to stiffen, and he asked Shimu in a daze, "Amu, who is he?"

The sudden addition of the voice made Yan Ping's body tremble slightly, his eyes moved to Si Chen, and he suddenly smiled bitterly: "It's him, isn't it? Amu, everything you do is for him!"

"Brother," a familiar, husky crying voice suddenly rang behind him.

Yan Ping was stunned for a moment, and then a stiff smile appeared on her face, but she was extremely excited.

He turned around and met Song Qinghuan's shocked and complicated eyes.

The light in Yanping's flat eyes began to tremble violently, then ran over, hugged her, and embraced her lovingly, "Huanhuan."

The fears and worries in her heart still haven't completely dissipated. She held her words flat and couldn't believe it: "Brother, brother..."

Because of a bit of excitement, her weak body couldn't hold it at all, her dizziness was dizzy, and her whole body slid weakly.

"Let go of him..." Shi Yuhan squinted his eyes coldly, full of murderous intent, stretched out his hand, grasped Song Qinghuan's arm, and then pulled it into his arms and hugged him tightly: "You are just right, who made you walk around? ."

Yan's plain and straight back suddenly stiffened, and looked at Song Qinghuan worriedly: "Huanhuan, what's wrong with you?"

Then, she looked at Shi Yuhan again: "What happened to her? What happened? How could Huanhuan be so pale and weak."

"Ask him," Shi Yu coldly glanced at Shi Mu indifferently.

Although the expression is extremely indifferent, but the heavy wind and rain are about to come and the smell of wind is full.

But it seems that it will explode in the next second, then the world will change color, and it will be overwhelming.

Hearing the words plainly, his eyes widened in horror.

The blue veins on his forehead violently jumped, turning his eyes to look at Shi Mu in disbelief. He said, "What did you do to my sister?"

Shi Mu shook his head, "I didn't. Someone killed me and Si Chen, so he accidentally ate the bottle of cyanide-added water."

Yan Ping frowned, "Amu, I have never regretted doing so many things in my life. I hope you don't let me feel that I have done something regretful."

Facing his disbelief, Shi Mu's eyes suffocated: "I didn't do anything."

"Then what's the matter with my sister, if Shi Yuhan had no evidence, he wouldn't wrong you so directly." Yan Ping said coldly.

Seeing that it's useless to explain, Shi Mu's mouth evoked a mocking smile: "Since you have confirmed it, then it's useless for me to say anything. If you think it's me, then it's me!"

"Amu, why do you want to admit it, it's obviously not you!" Si Chen roared. The flat appearance of this statement made him feel like his heart was hit hard by a heavy hammer falling from the sky. It hurts. Unstoppable. .

Yan Ping turned his eyes and glanced at Si Chen, his face was pale.