Qi Ye's slender hands pinched the clerk's neck, and his gorgeous eyebrows and eyes were covered with sharp murderous aura: "Where is the owner of the brooch?"

His hands were not cold at all, and the clerk was almost cut off from his breath and said in a difficult and intermittent manner: "She went in that direction..."

She pointed at the direction where Ye Weilan left.

Qi Ye instantly let go of his hand, turned around and walked out with great strides.

The man in black in the store scattered very quickly and neatly.

The clerk covered his neck and stood there, gasping for breath. If it weren't for the painful neck, she almost thought that what happened in just one minute was an illusion.

Her eyes fell on the brooch on the counter. Who is the owner of this brooch?

...

Ye Weilan was crying.

It was snowing heavily. She sat alone on the bench. The snow under her feet was thicker, and the hair and clothes were covered with snowflakes.

She held the puppy doll in her frozen hands, her eyes filled with blank fear.

It's dark...

"Brother Ye Bing..." She called out the person she missed the most.

A kind-hearted pedestrian stopped and asked, "Little girl, are you lost?"

Ye Weilan just cried. When they got closer, their expressions would appear alert, and their warm and pure expressions faded and became fierce and dark.

This expression scared several people, and gradually, no one asked.

The sky was completely dark, and the darkness of the night invaded the earth. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no trace of anyone around.

Street lights on the streets emit a dim light.

Ye Weilan sat alone on the side of the road, tears rolling down like pearls with broken lines.

She hugged the doll in her arms tightly, as if it was the only thing she could rely on.

Until the panic sounded.

Ye Weilan cried and turned around and saw the man who was familiar with him strode over, his cold eyes stumbled on her, and flames burned.

She sniffed, her hands and feet were frozen. She wanted to throw herself into his arms, but she couldn't do anything. She could only watch him walk to the front step by step, and spread her arms and wrapped her into her arms.

She cried bitterly in his arms: "Brother Ye Bing..."

Qi Ye's heart, which was swallowed by darkness and fear, only then did he feel a little warm again.

For a moment, he wanted to grab her and ask her why she was disobedient, why she ran away, and why she challenged his bottom line like this...

But holding her cold and slender body and listening to her crying, all his anger and worries seemed to have touched the water of fire and instantly dissipated invisible.

Not ruthless...

He could cruelly slaughter anyone in the world, but he couldn't even bear to say a harsh word to her.

Ye Weilan raised her head in his arms, her eyes filled with tears: "Brother Ye Bing, I'm afraid..."

He stroked her white cheeks gently, his tone was cold and soft; "Don't be afraid..."

"Why didn't you come to find Lanlan earlier..." She waited for a long time.

Qi Ye squatted down in front of her, took off her windbreaker and covered her soft body, held her hands, and frustrated her with her hands: "It's not good for me..."

What exactly should he do to protect this woman?

Qi Ye was very frustrated. He kept her by his side to isolate all information from the outside world. Why did she cry, say she was afraid, and get lost...
Chapter completed!