925: C925 I'll Dance for You

C925 I'll Dance for You

Don't talk about Yang Guo'er.

Even Ye Fan was a little speechless when he heard it.

This was too tragic.

It was supposed to be a good family.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

It collapsed with a loud bang.

Countless pressures pressed down on the body of this twenty-year-old girl in front of him like a huge mountain.

She hadn't even graduated from university yet.

She had to face such a huge challenge.

Moreover, she didn't persist for a day, but for more than a month.

This kind of life really wasn't human.

But for others, it was difficult.

It was not difficult for Ye Fan.

He quickly said, "Then don't die! I'll help you deal with it, what do you think?"

"It's just money, all I have is money."

As he spoke, he directly wrote a cheque.

"As far as I know, your company's market value is around 20 million. I'll give you 30 million to buy that you won't die, how about it?"

Mo Xiaozhi was stunned.

She did not expect Ye Fan to be so generous.

He said thirty million.

But this money couldn't help her either.

In order to expand the company, her father borrowed a large sum of money.

Everything in the family was pawned, including houses, companies, cars and so on.

Now that the interest had doubled, the amount of money needed to be returned had already reached 70 million.

"Mr Ye, thank you for your good intentions, but you really don't need to persuade me!"

"I don't want to live under such a huge pressure anymore. Death might be a kind of relief to me."

"Xiaozhi!"

Yang Guo'er hurriedly said.

"Don't be rash! I didn't know that so many things had happened in your family. I thought it was just my uncle's investment that failed."

"How about this, I'll call my sister right away. She'll definitely help you."

Mo Xiaozhi indeed hid something.

She did not want to owe others too much.

She opened her mouth to borrow money from others.

This was blasphemy and humiliation for someone who was rich from a small family and full of pride.

Thus, she acknowledged death and didn't want to live under someone else's roof, so she lowered her head and acted subserviently.

Ye Fan frowned.

"Is it not enough?"

"Then I will give you 100 million, how about it?"

"This..."

Mo Xiaozhi panicked.

Was he really that rich?

"Not enough? 200 million?"

Ye Fan continued to write the cheque.

It was as if his cheque had no end to it.

Mo Xiaozhi still did not say anything.

Ye Fan was helpless.

"How about I give you a few and you fill it out yourself. Fill in any number and guarantee that you will be able to take out the money. How about it?"

Gudong!

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

A normal check with the largest unit supporting '100 million'.

In other words, it could be withdrawn to 99,999 million.

Ye Fan roughly tore down three.

If she filled them all up.

Wouldn't that mean she had three billion?

And this was completely cash flow.

The current Ye Fan could not be described as rich and overbearing. He was simply throwing away ten thousand gold.

Mo Xiaozhi pondered for a while.

She had actually given up on the idea of death.

But the pain in her body made her sober up a lot.

When she was attacked by an invisible force just now, she clearly felt as if all her internal organs had moved.

She spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

Her life force was also continuously disappearing.

Perhaps this was the result of God not letting her live.

Even if someone came to save her, they wouldn't be able to escape the fate of death.

"Mr Ye, thank you!"

"But I can't accept your good intentions."

"Goodbye, my friend! Goodbye, my family!"

Still want to dance?

Ye Fan had never seen such a person.

No matter what, it didn't make sense.

"You want to jump, right? I'll jump for you!"

Just as he finished speaking.

Ye Fan jumped down along the tall building.

In an instant, he disappeared without a trace.

Silence.

Complete silence.

A pin drop could be heard.

Immediately, Mo Xiaozhi widened her eyes.

She shouted loudly.

"Mr Ye!"

Her cries became even louder.

Her tears poured out like crazy, as if they were free.

Originally, she only needed to sacrifice one life.

But he didn't think that he would lose Ye Fan's life.

Could it be that he was a disaster?

None of his friends had a good ending!

Seeing her cry.

Yang Guo'er's heart ached very much.

"Xiaozhi."

"Don't come over! Guo'er, I don't want to implicate you. You can leave."

"Actually brother-in-law..."

"Don't say anymore. I won't jump anymore! Mr Ye died for me, I want to mourn for him for seven days, then pay with my life."

"You really won't jump?"

Yang Guo'er's eyes lit up.

She knew what Ye Fan could do.

She wasn't worried at all.

"I won't jump anymore."

"If you had told me earlier, I would have waited for so long."

In an instant, Ye Fan jumped up from downstairs and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

In fact, with his strength, he could easily capture the opponent before they could react.

But curing the symptoms did not solve the root of the problem.

Letting Mo Xiaozhi voluntarily give up death was the way to go.

"You... Are you alright?"

Mo Xiaozhi was shocked.

She could only watch Ye Fan jump down.

The thirtieth floor was directly emptied to the bottom of the building.

It was impossible for there to be any traps in the middle.

Besides, the matter of her jumping off the building was a spur of the moment idea.

It was so late at night, no one would be bored enough to install traps on the ground.

Yang Guo'er held her hand and said happily, "Hee hee, of course it's fine. Brother-in-law is a superman, he even took me flying just now!"

"Then did you bring you to act cool?"

"No, don't look like you don't believe me. How about this, I can give you brother-in-law for three minutes to let you experience the feeling of flying."

"Is that okay? Brother-in-law?"

Ye Fan made an OK gesture.

He dragged Mo Xiaozhi and jumped down from the stairs.

"Don't you want to die? I will now bring you to experience the feeling of death."

The fear brought by the weightlessness instantly engulfed Mo Xiaozhi's entire body.

She instinctively wanted to return upstairs.

But as she fell, the speed increased.

She was getting further and further away from the roof.

She could only sigh and prepare to accept death.

But a few seconds later.

The sense of weightlessness disappeared.

She felt that her consciousness was still there.

What was going on?

She slowly opened her eyes.

She saw herself standing steadily on the street, completely fine.

Everything around her was so familiar.

"I'm not dead?"

"Of course."

"[Are you really Superman?]"

"Uh... Actually, I am an Immortal Cultivator."

"What an awesome appearance"

"「 I'm alright. 」"

After saying that, Ye Fan took out a pill from his bosom.

"I know you're injured. Eat her and I guarantee that you'll recover to your original state."

"Really?"

Mo Xiaozhi ate the pill doubtfully.

The gentle medicinal strength was like a pair of warm hands, constantly caressing her internal organs and wounds.

It made her entire body feel warm.

Her injuries could also be felt starting to recover.

"It's so magical!"

"There are still many miraculous things to do! So, don't die, understand?" Ye Fan said with a smile.

" Yes, yes. Okay."

At this moment, Mo Xiaozhi completely believed it.

Ye Fan could help her.

Furthermore, he would be able to help her perfectly.

After that, an angry expression emerged on her face.

"Mr Ye, can you help me with something?"

"What favor?"

"Just now, when I jumped off the building, there was an unknown thing attacking me, causing me to be seriously injured! You are very powerful, can you catch that shameless thing? "0

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