"Chen Tian. I'll give her to you. After you're done, send her to Pure Love.”He said coldly, without any feelings for Zhong Lin.
"No, I don't think so. You can't do this to me." Zhong Lin screamed. Her pupils dilated in fear, and her expression was ferocious.
Chen Tian, who had been called out, walked forward and nodded at Yin Mohan. Then, he and another subordinate dragged Zhong Lin away.
Yin Mohan leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath. Why did he feel so tired recently? Why did this chase game, which he thought would be interesting, become so exhausting? He cherished Gong Cheyu, a rare talent, but unfortunately, he wanted Leng Yiran just like him.
"Gong Cheyu. You haven't seen Ran Ran for so long. Don't you miss her?”Yin Mohan called Gong Cheyu and asked mockingly.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly." Gong Cheyu replied coldly. Every time he heard Yin Mohan's voice, he would remember the humiliation of kneeling that night.
"I'll give you a chance to take Ran Ran away. How is it?" His tone was still mocking, but he said it very casually.
"What do you want?" Gong Cheyu raised his guard. His intuition told him that he wouldn't hand Ran Ran over to him so easily.
"I'm just playing a game. What are you nervous about? I thought you would do anything for Ran Ran.”Yin Mohan chuckled and said sarcastically.
"Tell me. What game?" Gong Cheyu paused and decided to take a gamble.
"Put 'Clover' under the name of 'Dark Night'.”His lazy and sexy voice sounded.
"I think you're mistaken.'Clover' isn't a company under my name. It's Dyson's." Gong Cheyu said coldly, his voice laced with anger.
" Dyson was able to help you create L.Y.R., so I believe that as long as you ask, he would definitely give up a 'Clover.'”
"You make it sound so easy. Do you want 'Clover' to become a laughing stock like 'Gong' from back then?”
"Since you said that, does that mean you can't accept the rules of the game? Then I'll skip to the end. Gong Cheyu, I hope you will remember what I said today. I won't let Dyson off. He's committed an unforgivable crime. As for you, I will slowly make you fall into hell.”
"Dyson is my friend. I won't let you hurt him.”Dyson was the friend he had sworn to be in this life, and he could not drag him down with him.
"Likewise. Yan is also my friend. You should ask him what he did to Yan back then.”He said coldly and hung up the phone.
He stood up and walked out of the hall. Ran Ran, don't blame me for hurting them. I'll compensate you more. So, please don't torture me with your sadness.
After returning home and asking Mother Wang, he found out that Leng Yiran had gone to the greenhouse. He walked to the greenhouse with a steady pace and saw Leng Yiran squatting in the greenhouse and saying something to the platycorns. She looked so innocent. He walked closer to her slowly and quietly. He smelled the rich fragrance of the Chinese bellflower, but he could distinguish an unusual fragrance from the rich fragrance. It was a sad and pure fragrance.
The corners of his lips unconsciously curled up as he looked at her affectionately. He lowered his voice and asked gently,"What are you doing?"
Leng Yiran had long smelled the familiar scent of the cologne. She knew that he was by her side, so she stopped muttering to herself. "Look at the flowers," he replied coldly.
He did not care about her cold tone and said gently,"Get up. It's time to change the dressing for your wound.”
Leng Yiran was stunned. He actually remembered the time when she changed her dressing. She had even forgotten about it. She lowered her head, not wanting him to see her face. Although the wound was wrapped in gauze, she felt as if he could see through her, making her feel as uncomfortable as needles.
"Got it. Go ahead." Leng Yiran said lightly, not showing her flustered emotions.
"I have nothing to do today.”It was still a gentle voice, and it sounded very patient.
"What are you trying to do?" Leng Yiran couldn't take it anymore and looked up at him angrily. What was he trying to do? Why was he so nice to her? She had a hunch that he was up to something.
"I want…" Yin Mohan dragged out his words, and his lips curved into a beautiful smile. With a wicked smile, he bent down and hugged Leng Yiran in his arms. Leng Yiran struggled and wanted to leave his arms, but he hugged her even tighter. He looked at her affectionately and said with some sadness and sigh,""Ran Ran, tell me. What made me so inseparable from you? You made me lose control. What should I do with you to make me feel bored?”
Leng Yiran stopped struggling, her heart thumping violently. She looked at him without any mental preparation, and the panic in her eyes was exposed.
He lowered his head to kiss her slightly open lips and whispered,""You are mine. Don't betray me, don't leave me. Don't let me reveal my human side because of you. You're just a toy. You're not worth my sacrifice.”The hurtful words were said together with the flirtatious words, which made Leng Yiran's heart hurt so badly that she was caught off guard.
She pretended to be strong and swallowed the tears that were choking in her throat. She replied lightly, but her voice was hoarse. "Yes. I'm just a toy, so I'm cold.。。。Don't let me leave a mark in your heart. If I really betray you, please throw me away like a toy.”
Yin Mohan didn't answer her. He just looked up at the road ahead and hugged her tightly. He probably would never know that in his heart, there was only a trace of her, and even Lan Xue was only her substitute. It was that pair of familiar watery eyes that made him mistakenly think that he loved Lan Xue. Why didn't he let her go? Why didn't he abandon her completely? He understood, but he would never admit it. If he said that he loved her, if they were in love, he was afraid that she would gradually leave him like the people he loved when he was young. Because his love was persistent and passionate. Could the seemingly strong her bear it?
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