78: 078 Cursed relationship

078 Cursed relationship

Hearing the argument, Sister Zhang quickly ran out of the kitchen, holding a knife to cut fruit.

"Aiyo, what's wrong?" "Weren't they fine just now?"

Ye Yanyan stood up without showing any signs of weakness, his tone as cold as a thousand years of ice.

"I'm a person, not an object. "It's not like you just stay by your side when you want to live a good life. If you do n' t want me, just throw it in the trash can."

Si Lijue didn't understand why the two of them had been fine the second before, and could argue like a volcano erupted in the next second.

Her emotions were always easily driven by her.

"I... "You have always been a treasure in my hands. Have you ever abandoned you?"

Ye Yanyan closed her eyes and waved her hand. She bit her lips and tried her best to hold back her tears.

"Si Lijue, I don't want to talk about the past. Wasn't it good for us to be in peace now? Don't worry. With the agreement, I wo n' t leave without completing it. "So please don't interfere too much with my matters."

She sniffed and continued.

"Also, I had a private deal with the factory director, but I definitely didn't waste the company's benefits. The commission wasn't something I had created. Even if I did n' t take it, someone would take it. "I don't think it's wrong to leave me a way out."

After he finished speaking, he turned around to go upstairs when he heard a loud noise behind him.

Si Lijue kicked the stool to the side and could no longer suppress his anger.

"I thought you would only live in the past. So you still know how to think about the future?"

He stepped forward and pinched Ye Yanyan chin.

"Ye Yanyan, it's me who indulged you too much. Where do you think you can go? "Or do you think you can leave without my permission?"

His eyes stared fixedly at Si Lijue, Ye Yanyan body trembling uncontrollably.

The pain in her chin made her especially awake.

"Are you threatening me?"

"If you think so, I have nothing to say."

A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Ye Yanyan suddenly took a step back and took the fruit knife in Sister Zhang hand and placed it on his neck.

"If you really don't want me to leave, I do n' t mind leaving my body with you."

This action frightened Si Lijue. All of his anger turned into fear at this moment.

"Aiya, Madam, what are you doing?" These two quarrels were all between the bed and the end of the bed. What's the big deal? They had to joke about their lives. "Come, return the knife to Sister Zhang. Sister Zhang cut your favorite red heart dragon fruit."

Ye Yanyan kept staring at Si Lijue. She couldn't do anything about it. He must not let Si Lijue cut off the path of making money.

Now, money was too important to her.

"Yan Yan, put down the knife obediently. This thing is not a joke. What I said just now was all anger. Don't take it seriously. "The three-year appointment is still early. Maybe either of us will have a different idea."

Seeing that Ye Yanyan was still unmoved, Si Lijue continued.

"I promise you, I won't ask about anything other than feelings. Do whatever you want? "If you need anything, go find the accountant at any time."

"Do you keep your word?"

Si Lijue was so anxious that he was about to cry. He saw a red mark on Ye Yanyan neck.

"Of course it counts. It's not that Sister Zhang's still here. She's the witness."

The two of them looked at Sister Zhang and she nodded in panic.

"Yes, yes, I-I'll prove it."

He only realized that he was already stuttering in fear.

"Madam, quickly give me the knife." "If something really happened to you because of this knife, Sister Zhang would feel guilty for the rest of your life."

The goal had already been achieved. Ye Yanyan slowly put down the knife and looked at Sister Zhang apologetically.

She didn't think that much just now.

If something had happened to him because of Sister Zhang knife, regardless of whether it had anything to do with Sister Zhang, Si Lijue would have dared to leave her.

If he hurt this person who had always been as warm as his mother, Ye Yanyan would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Sister Zhang, I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to drag you in."

"Aiya, what nonsense are you talking about?" "Are you alright?"

As he spoke, Sister Zhang went forward to check Ye Yanyan wound.

"It's fine, it's fine. It's just a slight scratch. Why are you so cruel to a child like you? "If you don't have confidence in your strength, you' ll lose your life."

Sister Zhang pointed at his neck and continued.

"This is a great artery. Even a doctor in the hospital might not be able to save you."

When he sensed that he was staring at him Si Lijue, Sister Zhang realized that he was speaking a little too much.

"I'll go get the medicine box."

Si Lijue took a few steps forward and reached for Ye Yanyan neck. And Ye Yanyan took a step back...

His raised hand froze in the air.

"Yan Yan, how can you joke about your life?"

Ye Yanyan didn't know what had happened to him just now? He was so anxious that he had such an overreaction.

"I'm not joking. If you insist on forcing me to do something, I would rather die."

Si Lijue's face was filled with pain, and his voice was filled with unspeakable sorrow.

"I just hate you so much?"

Ye Yanyan lowered his head and sighed deeply.

It was no longer that important to hate or like...

"I'm tired. I' m going to sleep first."

The footsteps upstairs were especially heavy. Hearing the heavy breathing of the people behind him, Ye Yanyan knew Si Lijue was suppressing his anger.

The two of them were as if they had been cursed. They couldn't say a few words before they started arguing.

When he returned to his room, Ye Yanyan lay on the bed with a headache. 2

"Madam, let me help you cure the wound."

Hearing Sister Zhang voice, Ye Yanyan got up from the bed and sat on a stool, obediently allowing Sister Zhang to fiddle with it.

"Madam, don't be so impulsive anymore. "Just now, you really scared us."

Didn't his actions just now scare him? How did he become like this?

"Why can't we make it to the point of death? "What do you think you're afraid of even death?"

Ye Yanyan silently repeated Sister Zhang words.

Why was he afraid of death?

That's right. The worst outcome of everything was death.

"Sister Zhang, you're worried. "I'm really impulsive. Do n' t worry, it won't happen in the future."

He carefully disinfected Ye Yanyan wounds and didn't forget to instruct him not to touch water.

"Sister Zhang, it's just a superficial wound. There's no need to disinfect it."

"How can that do? You look so good-looking. What if there's a scar on your neck?"

Touching his face, Ye Yanyan muttered.

"What does it matter if it's good-looking or not? It's just a leather bag."

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