Chapter 192 Part of the Plan
Xu Moli's plea for mercy obviously did not arouse Pei Yufeng's sympathy.
The other person stared at her obviously pale face, and suddenly curled the corners of his lips in a somewhat malicious manner: "Jasmine, do you know?"
"I've always thought that a face like yours looks best when it shows an expression of devastation and despair."
It also formed a strong contrast with the pure white image he designed for Xu Moli when she debuted.
Perhaps one of the evil tastes of people like Pei Yufeng is that they like to pick those pure flowers in the world, and then watch them wither and become stained with mud that can never be washed off, and then embark on a dark path from which there is no turning back.
Pei Yufeng has done similar things many times and is already familiar with it.
Xu Moli used to be a...
after……
Pei Yufeng, who was looking down at Xu Moli's sad face, suddenly seemed to think of something, and the corners of his lips inexplicably curled up.
Afterwards, when a rose as aloof and beautiful as Jiang Wanning is destroyed, no one knows what it will taste like.
Pei Yufeng couldn't control his physiological excitement when he thought of such a scene.
And when Xu Moli saw his extreme expression, she felt suffocated.
The man in front of me is indeed an unreasonable madman.
No, perhaps calling him a madman is an understatement.
People like Pei Yufeng are simply dark and perverted!
"And Jasmine, you know?"
As if he had sensed what Xu Moli was thinking, Pei Yufeng suddenly stretched out his hand and fiercely grasped the latter's slender neck.
The cold voice, like a ghost seeking death, rang in Xu Moli's ears again: "The most annoying thing about me."
"It's because I was tricked by a smart guy like you."
"You just happen to have them all... I didn't expect you to actually show up right under my nose. I've been looking for you for quite some time, and it's been quite difficult..."
Xu Moli was caught off guard and was grabbed by his neck. His strong and powerful hand made it impossible for her to break free.
As she felt the terrifying force gradually tighten, Xu Moli also gradually felt that her breathing was becoming more and more difficult.
The instinct for survival made her struggle to climb onto the other person's wrist: "Pei... Yufeng..."
"You can't kill me... the baby in my belly..."
She managed to finish these words at the last moment, and she felt the indestructible force that had been shackled on her neck suddenly loosen.
Then she, like a drowning person who had finally come ashore and was reborn, desperately took in big gulps of the fresh air around her.
Did her threat work?
Xu Moli was thinking in uncertainty, and at this moment she met Pei Yufeng's obviously playful and crazy eyes.
"Don't worry, I don't need you to remind me."
"I'll keep this child. He's still very useful."
Xu Moli widened her eyes in disbelief.
Suddenly, as if she had guessed something, she felt overwhelmed by a kind of overwhelming fear and her heart was tightly restrained.
It seemed like she finally realized it at this moment.
What she had thought was a clever calculation was actually just part of the plan of the terrifying man in front of her.
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At the same time on the other side.
After Jiang Wanning and Xie Yanchuan left S City, they returned to Beijing City on the morning of the second day of the Chinese New Year.
This is also a custom of the Xie family. At this time every year, the children of all branches of the family must go back and attend the family dinner hosted by Mr. Xie himself.
This was also the rule he set when he single-handedly supported the entire Xie family. He said that it was to make everyone in the family more united and strengthen the family's cohesion.
But whether the old man is thinking about anything else is unknown to others.
As the next heir of the Xie family chosen by the old man, Xie Yanchuan naturally had to attend such occasions.
As his fiancée, Jiang Wanning had to go with him.
The family dinner starts in the afternoon and lasts until the evening.
When Jiang Wanning and the others returned to China, it was just past ten o'clock in the afternoon. It was still early for the dinner to start, so they simply went back to the Xie family first.
This was probably the first time Jiang Wanning had visited Xie Yanchuan's home since she had known him for so long.
It is not far from the Xie family's old house, but unlike the particularly magnificent courtyard scenery there, Xie Yanchuan's home is in a newly built villa in the city center.
The overall European-style architecture looks gorgeous, but it inexplicably gives people a cold feeling.
Jiang Wanning couldn't help but look at the man beside her, who was obviously much more depressed than before. "You don't come back to this place only once a year, do you?"
Xie Yanchuan remained noncommittal. "Almost. When I was studying, I lived in the school dormitory most of the time. Later, I found it troublesome to go back and forth, so I simply rented a house there during the winter and summer vacations, and only came back during the Chinese New Year."
"After that, I had even less opportunity to work. Sometimes I was so busy that during the Chinese New Year, I would go directly to the old house for a family dinner and then stay in a hotel."
While speaking, Xie Yanchuan looked at the magnificent building in front of him, and a hint of ambiguous light flashed in his eyes.
For him, this place is more like a hotel where he can stay rather than a home. For Xie Yanchuan, it is not even as comfortable as staying in a hotel outside. At least he does not have to deal with the complicated intrigues of those two people.
From the moment his mother passed away, this family ceased to exist for him.
Hearing this answer, Jiang Wanning blinked: "I wanted to ask last time, but never had the chance."
"Xie Yanchuan, it seems like your relationship with your father isn't very good?"
Although Xie Kaiwen has tried his best to disguise himself, it has to be admitted that his poor acting skills are full of loopholes.
Even someone like Jiang Wanning, who was not very sensitive to emotions, could sense the strong tension between the father and son.
"Um."
But in response to this, Xie Yanchuan simply lowered his eyes, and his tone was even more ordinary and calm: "You should be able to see that my father's current wife is not his original wife."
When talking about the past, he seemed to curl the corners of his lips in sarcasm.
"To be precise, I should ask that person to call me aunt."
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