Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

"Please?" The smile on Ye Chenxi's face gradually became bitter, "You begged me for him?" His expression became more ferocious, he grabbed Wen Wan's arm and pulled it into his arms, asking with a suppressed voice Said, "You want to see him that much, don't you?"

Wen Wan met his eyes without flinching: "Yes! I just want to see him!"

"Okay, you can see him now if you want to, but you want to be my woman for the rest of your life!" His tone was very heavy, and he slammed his gentle face with countless oppression while panting.

"...you're not Chenxi...Chenxi wouldn't treat me like this..." Wen Wan didn't know why, but felt a dull pain in her heart, as if someone had snatched away her best and most reluctant things.

In the past three years, Ye Chenxi has been silently helping her and protecting her. This kind of gentle kindness can never be repaid in her life, so she is full of affection for him. Although it is not love, it is definitely higher than friendship, even higher than love. Life and death friends like Gu Yancheng.

She didn't understand, how could a person change like this?He is not Ye Chenxi, he is not...

Wen Wan looked at him, her watery eyes filled with tears, slowly falling down the corners of her eyes, quiet and painful, she just looked at him like this, without saying a word, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Ye Chenxi seemed a little guilty, he didn't dare to look at her disappointed eyes, and when he couldn't hold on anymore, he pushed her away as if to escape.

Wen Wan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had escaped, but Ye Chenxi's more cruel voice came from above her head.

"If you want to see Shen Moling, just take off your clothes and become mine willingly."

Wen Wan pressed one hand on the button of her chest, and stared at him incredulously, her heart seemed to have been dug out a big hole, it was painful and empty, grievance, unwillingness, loss... Countless uncomfortable emotions filled that hole , made her suffer.

"Ye Chenxi, do you mean let me take off my clothes?" She asked again unwillingly.

"I'll give you one minute to think about it, and you won't wait if it's overdue." He was as cold as ice, completely ignoring his past affection.

Wen Wan closed her eyes in pain, her brows were tightly furrowed, she managed to breathe a sigh of relief, looked at him with her head upright, and told him loudly and clearly: "Even if I die, I will never betray Mo Ling."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and bumped towards the sharp corner of the shelf, only to hear a loud "boom", and the shelf and the furnishings fell to the ground with gentleness.

"Wen Wan!" Ye Chenxi was taken aback, but she wanted to stop her but was too late to do so.

The pottery ornaments were all broken, the shelves were also scattered, Wen Wan's forehead kept bleeding, but she didn't even frown, she grabbed the ceramic piece casually, lifted it to her temple, turned her face with blood on her face, and yelled fiercely. His eyes stared at Ye Chenxi.

"Let me meet him, or I'll die here!" She yelled heartbreakingly, this rotten life was her last bet.

The heartache in Ye Chenxi's expression became more and more obvious, he looked at her with hatred and love at the same time: "...are you threatening me?"

Wen Wan is threatening, but there is a certain risk in this threat. Her only chance of winning is Ye Chenxi's feelings for her.

"Yes, threatening you!" She nodded.

"You have anemia, if you don't stop bleeding, you will really die!" He pointed at her forehead and said angrily.

Wen Wan sneered: "Death? You think I'm afraid of death! Ye Chenxi, have you forgotten what kind of person I am Wen Wan?" As she spoke, the strength in her hand increased, and the porcelain piece had slightly pierced into the flesh of her temple, scratching There was a red scar.