She raised her mouth with effort: "Why are you here? Are you here to see me?"
Soon she couldn't pretend anymore.
Because out of the corner of her eye she saw a person holding a bucket appear behind the man and walk straight towards her—
Elena's face suddenly changed and she staggered back suddenly. A huge panic came over her heart and she turned around and wanted to run back.
But she had just run two steps when she was tripped by someone and fell heavily to the ground. When she sat up awkwardly, she saw a man carrying a bucket of water rushing towards her.
"Ah—" Elena didn't care about her image at this moment, her hair was messy and stuck to her face, her expression was terrified: "Get out, get out."
She looked at the man not far away who was holding a black umbrella and said anxiously, "It's not me! That person is not me!"
She thought Ye Wangchuan would at least give her a chance to explain.
However.
The sturdy man lifted the bucket and poured an unknown liquid over her head.
"ah!"
Elena raised her arms to cover her face and buried her head to protect her body.
The cold liquid mercilessly washed over her head and flowed down.
Her blood rushed to her head, and the great fear numbed her body's senses.
Elena couldn't tell what the liquid poured on her was. She only felt her heart beating and death was so close to her.
It was not until the bucket fell to the ground and rolled twice on the ground, making a "chi chi" sound, that she was pulled back from her fear of death and pain.
At this time, Mudi got out of the car regardless of his assistant's obstruction, grabbed the woman's hand, and woke her up with an ugly face: "Elena, are you okay?"
The woman's pale face looked as ugly as a female ghost. She shook her head in a trance and said, "I'm fine."
Her golden hair stuck to her neck, water dripped from her hair, the woman sat on the ground in a mess, her lips pale and weak.
Seeing this, Mu Di felt very distressed. He stared at the culprit with red eyes and said coldly: "Why are you crazy? Do you still remember that she is your fiancée. Ye Wangchuan, you are a man, how can you treat your fiancée like this?"
"Whose fiancée?" the man asked in a contemptuous tone, as if he had heard something funny.
Moody gritted his teeth and squeezed out: "Your fiancée! Elena is your fiancée! The fiancée your family arranged for you."
The man's slender, sharp black eyes pierced through him and fell on the woman who was still sitting on the ground and hadn't gotten up. His eyes were indifferent and without a trace of emotion.
"I told her she could go find the Tenth Elder, who still needs a fiancée."
"You're crazy!"
Moody clenched his fists in anger.
"You want Elena to be your grandfather's wife?"
A huge sense of humiliation came over me—
Elena bit her lips so hard that she almost tore the flesh of her lip. She had to pinch the flesh in her palms tightly to barely maintain her decency by enduring the pain.
She tugged at the corner of Moody's clothes and whispered, "Moody, forget it."
Moody lowered his eyes in anger: "He humiliated you like this, and you still speak for him!"
Elena knew clearly why Ye Wangchuan was looking for her, and she also knew that Ye Wangchuan did not acknowledge her as his fiancée...but only in front of Mudi.
She had no choice but to hold onto his clothes tightly and beg in a low voice: "Forget it, Moody."
Moody gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his neck, and he looked at the man not far away fiercely, then he suppressed his raging anger and turned his head away.
Elena knew their situation better than Mudi, and after calming him down, she immediately tried to negotiate with the man holding the umbrella: "It's not me."
Ye Wangchuan glanced at her calmly and pierced through her hypocritical mask: "Do you know why I came to you? I remember I didn't say why." (End of this chapter)