"Want to play? I’ll play with you!"
It was a very calm voice, under the bright light, his distinct features looking at the old man lying on the bed. Every line was sharp, yet the imposing presence between his handso brows made it impossible to look directly, but at the corner of his lips.
He was saying, want to play? I’ll play with you!
The old man lying on the hospital bed, fiddling with a plush toy, finally froze his hand for a mont, and the mumbling from his mouth also stopped.
It was a deathly silence, as if the air had frozen. At this mont, in this room, no one made a sound.
Play?
Actually, no one really wanted to play because everyone knew this matter wasn’t fun, but the beginning had already been made, so it couldn’t be taken back. He had long said this man was far more terrifying and difficult to deal with than that old thing!
The old man lying on the bed finally put down the plush toy in his hand bit by bit, and the mumbling voice from his mouth also stopped.
"I won’t play with you. Did you kill my fish? I’ll definitely not play with you!"
Word by word, it was actually spoken with a hatred that was gritted through clenched teeth!
Ou Mucen was taken aback for a mont, perhaps not expecting that even at this mont, his reaction would still be like this.
Not playing with him?
And saying he killed his fish?
So, is he continuing to act with him?
Ou Mucen found it extrely ridiculous, almost wanting to laugh: "Haha, it’s really not bad, growing up like this, it’s the first ti I’ve seen such a ’resilient’ person. It doesn’t matter, you just need to understand one sentence I say."
"..."
The aning of "resilient" actually refers to the fact that even after being exposed, he still stands firm, endures, and maintains his original state.
This is resilience!
The old man lying on the bed imdiately flushed with sha!
Ou Mucen saw, a little coldly smiled, and continued: "Listen carefully, what I want to say is, Ye Ning is my woman. I don’t care what relationship you have with her, I also don’t care what other purposes you have. I am now telling you, the things you used for, I’ve accomplished. If you ever touch her again, I guarantee you’ll go back to where you belong, I say what I an!"
This final sentence was already uttered with the coldness he imagined, the sound was like spitting ice, in the expression, every line that cooled down carried a chilling sinister and murderous aura.
The laziness and disdain just worn on the face of the old man lying on the bed finally vanished, replaced by a chill and alarm involuntarily emanating from the depths of his heart!
This young man was truly terrifying, so terrifying he himself almost didn’t dare to look straight at him.
Without looking up at him again, the old man clenched the plush toy in his hand, his fingers gradually tightening, clenching, turning blue...
Ou Mucen watched all this without saying anything else, and just threw the fish food he was holding into the fish tank and walked out of the room.
Yes, he could act crazy and fool others, he could continue to hide his woman.
But, if Ou Mucen discovered that he touched her even a bit, he swore he would make him regret coming into this world, even if it’s her father, no exception.
He walked out of the room, just in ti for Ying Hao to co out from the living room accompanied by Qiu Chi, and seeing him co out, he hurriedly approached, "Third Master, in the basent..."
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