To be mature means to learn to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

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"Do you remember the content of our contract?" Mr. Yan suddenly opened the topic: "I promised to save the lives of you two poor men and women in this mess. Do you still remember the price you have to pay?"

What Mr. Yan refers to is the "deal" made by Jiang Yeying when Yu Tianming threatened Gu Zhong's life in the sauna.

"Do you mean besides flirting? I still remember." Jiang Yeying reluctantly held the corner of her mouth and smiled: "You said you didn't think you needed me now, but you definitely didn't want life. What do you want? Do you want to relive your old love?"

"Haha, your joke is also very funny." Mr. Yan sighed and scratched his head and said, "I didn't know-I didn't expect that I would say such things, but I really don't know."

Mr. Yan had to admit that he was plotted this time. If it weren't for his reserve plan to save his life, Mr. Yan might not be able to sit here and chat and laugh.

Originally, Mr. Yan’s fundamental purpose this time was not for Jiang Yeying. Mr. Yan spent so much Yan Gui, nor was it for a life-long transaction. So he had never really calculated what he could get from Jiang Yeying. The reason why he asked Jiang Yeying to make such a promise was that the Jiang Gu family owed them a favor after that. After all, this is a pair of oligarchs who may monopolize the entire Jiangnan real estate industry. It would never be a bad thing to keep such a way out.

But now that all the facts have come to light, Mr. Yan's original aspirations were obviously lost. Since Gu Zhong had joined forces with Chi Dun, he naturally would not be in harmony with Mr. Yan. What Mr. Yan could do now is to regard Jiang Yeying as his own eyeliner to leave a message channel for the future head-on confrontation with Chi Dun.

Mr. Yan did not expect that Jiang Yeying would voluntarily cooperate with Mr. Yan, and the wish left by this contract suddenly became redundant.

When have these people who should have been Mr. Yan's food evolved to the point where Mr. Yan could not expect it? Or have Mr. Yan himself become more and more like a human being, just like Yu Tianming, becoming full of flaws?

This is not a good omen. Mr. Yan warned himself in his heart that if he becomes as weak as a human, his enemies, who are like wolves and tigers, will tear him apart in the next moment.

"If you don't know, then think about it again. You are the omniscient Mr. Yan, aren't you?" Jiang Yeying walked up to Mr. Yan, looked up at Mr. Yan's eyes and said, "If you keep your promise, I will keep mine- no matter when you think of it, no matter what kind of wish you have."

You know, as long as it is your wish, I can leave with you at any time.

This is what Jiang Yeying said in her heart, and it is what Mr. Yan could hear.

No matter how colorful it looks, Jiang Nightingale's heart is still the petite caterpillar.

She asked Mr. Yan to remember what kind of person she was and what kind of person she would be in the future.

Jiang Yeying knew better than anyone else that there would never be an answer to this unspeakable request.

Therefore, this can only be a wish, a wish that Mr. Yan can't remember, and a wish that Jiang Yeying can't express.

Mr. Yan is not a fool, but he must become a fool.

Jiang Yeying could not become his woman, in fact, no "person" could become Mr. Yan's woman.

——No one's life can be so hard.

Perhaps only women like Amei who have not had much time can stay by Yu Tianming's side without worrying about when and why they will die on the streets.

Mr. Yan is different from Yu Tianming. He has tried it and he has failed.

Therefore, Mr. Yan will not take risks again. He will take risks to hurt the woman he has not fallen in love with, and will take risks to hurt himself again.

What a person gets will inevitably lose something else. And this is what Mr. Yan is destined to lose.

After seeing off Yu Tianming, Jiang Yeying followed Mr. Yan out of the mall and stepped onto the street that was about to dawn.

"I think we should be separated here. After all, I don't want to walk with the guy carrying a woman on his shoulders." Jiang Yeying smiled and said this, then turned around and left.

After Mr. Yan stuffed Wen Ya on his shoulder into "I don't know how many numbers I borrowed from the Cycling Car", he took a breath, and shouted at Jiang Yeying's back: "You know, if you ask me for my opinion, I really don't like that boy named Gu."

Jiang Yeying stopped, but she did not look back.

She didn't look back because she didn't want Mr. Yan to see the tears flowing down her cheeks.

"Thank you." Jiang Yeying looked at Mr. Yan with her back and tried her best to restrain her trembling voice because of tears: "Do you know what the most beautiful love words you have ever said to me?"

"Have I ever said love words to you? Have I ever said love words to anyone?" Mr. Yan was amused by Jiang Yeying's words.

"Yes." Jiang Yeying wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and turned around to give Mr. Yan the brightest smile: "You said I looked very good when I took off."

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Wenya woke up.

When Wenya regained consciousness, the first thing she did was to confirm that she was not missing arms and legs.

Well, the limbs and main organs are there, except... Huh? Where did my clothes go?

Wen Ya is now tightly tied up, lying naked in the corner of a room.

With this simple furnishings and this familiar environment, Wenya seemed to have seen this scene not long ago from the perspective of the soul fragments.

"Don't look at it too much. This is my house. You have broken in. Why? You won't remember it so quickly?"

Wenya looked at the gloating voice and found that Mr. Yan was moving a chair in front of Wenya, then sat down and looked at Wenya with interest.

"What are you looking at? It's like you've never seen it before." Wenya wanted to say such a sarcastic sentence, but when she opened her mouth, she found that she couldn't make any sound.

"Don't try, I flipped the magical medicine into your clothes, and then threw half into your body." Mr. Yan pulled out the bottle of medicine from his pocket with half a bottle of potion left, and then smiled and said, "I have to make sure that during that cumbersome ritual, you won't suddenly jump up and give me a knife."

After hearing Mr. Yan's words, Wenya struggled several times, and after finding that her muscles were indeed paralyzed, she gave up struggling.

Well, what the hell is this bastard named Yan trying to make?

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Wow, this is probably the longest ending ever...
Chapter completed!