As expected, this damned woman didn't come out! Leng Moyan ran to the backyard like a madman.
"Someone, call the doctor. Hurry up! Call Young Master Wei Yu and tell him that if he doesn't come over quickly, he'll die!”
The crazed voice quickly exploded throughout the entire Leng Residence. Lights lit up everywhere. Leng Moyan carried the dying Ya Ling and ran around like a madman.
Fortunately, with Aunt Liu's timely guidance, he was able to successfully carry Ya Ling back to the room where she slept.
……
Ya Ling struggled to move her body. She felt a soft and comfortable sensation from under her body. She frowned. There were many injuries on her body, and the wounds all over her body hurt. "It hurts." With a soft cry, Ya Ling shrunk her body even tighter.
It was so cold in the snake room that she tried her best to shrink her body, but she could not block the cold air. She called out her name and told herself not to faint, but in the end, she could not stop the dizziness.
He propped himself up and leaned against the wall behind him. Strange, the wall was actually warm! Yaling greedily tried to get closer, but the wall actually took the initiative to lean against her. Something wrapped around her and rubbed something cool on her hands.
No! Yaling used her feet to test the ground again. It was really soft, and there was a heartbeat coming from the wall behind her! Oh, it was a person!
With a jolt, Ya Ling slowly woke up from her dream. She saw two fair hands rubbing medicine on the back of her hand, and her back was leaning against the owner of these hands. No wonder it was so warm!
"You're awake?" A familiar voice rang out. It was Leng Moyan!
Ya Ling was frightened by this voice. She quickly turned her body and wanted to leave, but she fell off the bed due to lack of strength.
There was a muffled sound, but she didn't hear the expected cry. In front of Leng Moyan, Ya Ling always pretended to be the strongest person, because this was the only way to strike a blow to him.
"Are you alright?" Leng Moyan quickly got off the bed and tried to pick her up. She hurriedly retreated until her body was against the bedside table.
"I'm fine. I'm not dead yet." Yaling replied mockingly. She felt dizzy and frowned in pain.
Leng Moyan couldn't help but take two steps forward and extend his hands when he saw Yaling's expression. "Come, let me carry you."
"Stop pretending!" She resisted the discomfort in her body and slapped away the hand that was reaching out to her." Don't you just want me to die? Then let me fend for myself. Of course, after I die, there will be no one for you to entertain, but there are a lot of women waiting in line to get into your bed.”
She closed her eyes. It took too much energy to speak for such a long time. Her breathing began to become heavy.
"Yes, I won't let you die!" Ya Ling's reaction provoked his anger, and Leng Moyan once again spoke without thinking." Listen carefully, only I have the right to decide your life and death. I am your heaven, your earth, and your god! If you dare to die without my permission, I will make you wish you were dead!”
Was that so? If he died, he wouldn't know anything. What was the so-called living a life worse than death? Yaling blinked her eyes with difficulty. She clenched her fists tightly and straightened her back, as proud as Chang Qingsong! "What right do you have to decide anything about me? Do you think you're the Creator? You gave me life?"
Her sarcastic words burst out one after another, and Ya Ling was happy that she could make Leng Moyan's face turn black again. What all-powerful business genius, what calm, wise, and unperturbed economic weather indicator, they were all infuriated by her and could not be suppressed. It turned out that all the gossip magazines were fake!
Leng Moyan was so angry that he almost choked her to death on the spot. He couldn't understand why he, who was always so rational that even Wang Mingtian admired him, would lose control so easily when he met this woman! Ba Cheng was crazy!
So be it. He must make this woman admit defeat! Leng Moyan laughed to ease his anger. "Yes, I'm the Creator. Everything about you is mine. Your body, your soul, and of course, the clothes you're wearing now, the medicine you drink, the gauze you're wearing, everything is mine! Can you deny it?"
Ya Ling nodded in understanding and slowly tore off the blood-stained gauze on her body. Her face was filled with pain and a sinister smile, so much so that her beautiful face was deformed. While Leng Moyan was still in a daze, she sprinkled those things on his face, and then, she also sprinkled the bowl of medicine on the bedside. "I'll return it to you. I'll return it all to you. You still want my people, right? I'll give them to you too.”
She didn't know where the strength came from, but Ya Ling jumped up and pushed Leng Moyan away. She stumbled to the glass door that led to the balcony, and in a flash, she fell on the balcony.
" You..." Leng Moyan caught up with her, but before he could figure out what she was going to do, he saw her floating down to the balcony like a veil. What a shame! Wring? Who? I don't know what to do. Cheng Xian?チ搜??? It's like a mountain.
Young Master Wei Yu didn't expect to see such a scene. Ya Ling was half-lying on the grass, like a wild goose that had lost its flock, lonely and desolate. Leng Moyan, who was upstairs, flashed and disappeared.
"Miss Xue!" Wei Yu ran a few steps faster and arrived in front of Ya Ling. Yaling was still conscious. She smiled at the handsome man in front of her and moved her body.
"Don't move!" Young Master Wei Yu stopped her in time and did a checkup for her." It's alright. There's no fracture. However, you must have twisted it after falling from such a high place. Come, I'll carry you back."”
"Let her go by herself!" Leng Moyan's dignified voice came in time. He stood behind the two of them with a dark face.
Young Master Wei Yu didn't retract his hand. Even if his bones weren't hurt, this little beauty seemed to be badly hurt. He tried to persuade Leng Moyan. "Yan, to women…"
"Let her go by herself!" The voice from hell sounded again.
"But she can't leave at all." Young Master Wei Yu saw that Ya Ling tried several times but failed to stand up, and his tender feelings for her arose spontaneously.
"Then crawl back!" Leng Moyan's words were as cruel as knives and arrows, shooting towards Ya Ling.
Ya Ling didn't say anything. She didn't even look at Leng Moyan. She gritted her teeth and really got up. "Unfortunately, he didn't die." Yaling was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat, but when she walked past Leng Moyan, she sneered.
"If you dare to die, I'll make your father's company go bankrupt overnight. Of course, I'll also make your cute lover die without a burial place! If you want them to be buried with you, then go ahead!”Leng Moyan shouted loudly and coldly at Ya Ling's back. The hand he elegantly placed in his pocket was already tightly clenched, as if he was strangling the stubborn neck of the woman in front of him.
Ya Ling's body swayed for a moment before she continued to move forward.#
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