Hearing this, Ye Lan blinked slightly. Su Muchen was right. He was indeed lying under her now, but the distance between the two was not close.

But for Gu Li, she couldn't see the scene here at all. The ambiguity of Su Muchen's words was so great that it was hard not to think wrongly.

Ye Lan suddenly became excited. He had long wanted to see the scumbag fight.

The first few worlds were all fantasy worlds, and the scumbags used magic to fight, which was dazzling to watch, but Ye Lan felt that it was not as exciting as punching to the flesh.

Now that he has an opportunity, he must seize it.

Ye Lan stared at Su Muchen for a moment, then suddenly became angry the next moment, stood up suddenly and went to grab the mobile phone in Su Muchen's hand.

"give me back--"

Ye Lan's move was unexpected by Su Muchen, but she reacted quickly. She stood up immediately and raised her hand holding the phone, reaching a height that was difficult for Ye Lan to reach.

But Ye Lan didn't give up. He hugged Su Muchen's arm with both hands and squatted down decisively, trying to pull her hand off with his own weight.

Su Muchen's eyes were cold, and with a sudden swing of his arm, Ye Lan fell to the ground again.

"Well..." Ye Lan let out a suppressed groan, but he could still hear the pain in it.

Su Muchen looked down and saw that the boy fell to the ground where the glass fragments were most concentrated. There was no doubt that his hands were stuck in a lot of glass. Otherwise, Ye Lan, who was silently treated like this by her on the bed, would not be able to make a sound.

But there was no sympathy in Su Muchen's eyes, only coldness, and he returned his attention to his mobile phone.

"Su Muchen."

The voice on the phone was several degrees colder, and it was obvious that Ye Lan's painful groans were heard, and the words even contained some scolding: "What did you do to Ye Lan?"

A young girl who was still in school dared to talk to her like this, and it was because of Ye Lan. Su Muchen had never been as angry as she was now, but the angrier she became, the calmer she became, and her tone was unusually calm: "Wangcheng Pavilion, 18th floor. I want to

Know what I did to him? Why don’t you come over and see for yourself?”

"Of course, that's if you dare to come."

The moment the words fell, the phone was hung up, which was like a different kind of provocation.

"She should come over." Lin Qingshu said calmly, as if she was the only one here who was not involved.

"Well, Gu Yunshuang gave her the capital to be arrogant, but she is too arrogant and dares to jump around in front of me." Su Muchen said as calmly as possible, but everyone could hear the suppressed anger in her words.

She casually threw Ye Lan's cell phone on the table, looked at Ye Lan who was lying on the ground, his body trembling with pain, and stepped over in one step to come to him.

Su Muchen once again grabbed Ye Lan's collar and lifted him up. The young man's face was so pale that he seemed to die here at any time.

Lin Qingshu took this opportunity to take a glance and saw that Ye Lan's hands were full of blood, with large and small glass fragments embedded in the flesh of the palms.

Playing with fire and burning himself, Ye Lan has already caught fire and burned himself.

"What happened between you and her?" Su Muchen and Ye Lan looked at each other, their eyes gloomy as if they wanted to kill someone.

Ye Lan looked up at her, his eyes were wet, but his expression was still stubborn, unwilling to admit defeat at all, as if these tears were just physiological fluids, he said intermittently: "This is... my... private matter, and has nothing to do with you...

…”

Su Muchen suddenly stretched out a hand towards Ye Lan's face. He closed his eyes subconsciously, but the slap in his imagination did not come. Instead, there was a slight pain in his eyes. He slowly opened them and realized that Su Muchen was for him. I pulled out the bit of glass shards under my eyes.

Su Muchen flicked the piece of glass away with his fingers, then regarded Ye Lan as similar trash and threw it away.

Ye Lan staggered back and barely stood up straight.

Su Muchen slowly walked to the table, picked up the only remaining glass of red wine and drank it in one gulp. The wine moistened her red lips and calmed the anger in her heart.

Su Muchen warned herself in her heart that Ye Lan was just a fake, and she shouldn't be angry for him, nor could she be angry for him.

So, Su Muchen sat back on the chair, raised his right leg, and said lightly: "Tell me, what happened between you and her? If you tell me now, even if you really slept with her, I won't blame you. you."

Ye Lan and Gu Li could have an entanglement. Apart from going to bed, Su Muchen really couldn't think of the second possibility.

Of course, her anger is not because of Ye Lan's betrayal. He is just a plaything, and he will not make her feel sad even if he dies. But Ye Lan cannot let others get involved. Things that belong to her, even if they are playthings, will not be affected from the beginning to the end. It can only be possessed by her alone.

These are two concepts.

Ye Lan glanced at Su Muchen's expressionless face.

fart.

If he really said that he had slept with Gu Li, based on Su Muchen's current favorable impression of him, he had no doubt that she would throw him off the eighteenth floor.

It's better to let her check it out by herself. Only then will she be surprised.

"This is my privacy. I don't need to tell you." Ye Lan wiped away his tears with his arm and walked towards the table to get his phone back. He was already as far away from Su Muchen as possible. But the moment she approached her, Su Muchen stood up, grabbed her, and pulled her into his arms.

"Let me go!"

As if the tight string was broken, Ye Lan suddenly struggled like crazy, punching and kicking. Su Muchen couldn't control him for a while. If she tried to control him by force, he would definitely get hurt, but she didn't want to make herself look so... anger.

"Don't move." Su Muchen threatened with a cold tone, "Do you want Wang Shuhai to die?"

She had already threatened Ye Lan's adoptive father, but this time it was her adoptive mother.

Su Muchen could see clearly that even if Wang Shuhai was a scumbag, as long as Zhang Qiuhua was still alive, there would be a complete family, and Ye Lan would not let this family become fragmented.

Sure enough, Ye Lan stopped struggling in an instant. As if he was frightened by these words, he slowly said after a long time: "You said you would not do anything that violates the law..."

Su Muchen almost laughed because Ye Lan actually believed what she said.

It was as stupid as ever, but now it greatly alleviated her anger.

Ye Lan like this, even if she gets close to Gu Li, she can't escape her grasp.

"As long as you obey, your parents will be fine. Now, don't move."

As Su Muchen spoke, he took one of Ye Lan's hands and opened it. He saw that the white and tender palm was dripping with blood, and four pieces of glass were stuck in it. It was a bit shocking to see.

Su Muchen stretched out his hand and took out these fragments from his palm.

She had no feeling of guilt at all. In her eyes, Ye Lan had brought it upon himself. What she did now was not an act of sympathy, but to further consolidate her position and authority in front of the young man.

No matter how painful it is, I can't move.

As expected, Ye Lan did not dare to move or make a sound. She had to bite her lips tightly with her silver teeth, and her whole body trembled with Su Muchen's movements.

this moment--

Bang!

Someone broke in.


Chapter completed!