"Snapped-"
Another slap landed on Yan Zhenfei's face.
It was a slap that did not contain the slightest bit of profound energy.
It was entirely his own strength, slapping Yan Zhenfei's face.
Yan Zhenfei's cheeks were swollen from the beating.
Yan Zhenfei groaned in pain and burst into tears.
"I said, don't insult my companion."
Ye Qingluo said every word, her voice was extremely cold.
Those slightly narrowed eyes were filled with a cold chill.
Yan Zhenfei covered her cheeks and bit her lower lip tightly, no matter how much resentment and hatred she had in her heart, she didn't dare to show it on her face.
"Qingluo." Yan Xiaoyi, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly called Ye Qingluo's name.
Ye Qingluo looked sideways.
Hearing Yan Xiaoyi's voice, Yan Zhenfei suddenly recovered.
She looked at Yan Xiaoyi in horror, and rushed to Yan Xiaoyi's bed in a few instant steps.
In this case, several people did not stop it.
Under their noses, no matter how Yan Zhenfei used his brains, he would not be able to take advantage of it.
"Sister!" Yan Zhenfei rushed to the bed, eager to hold Yan Xiaoyi's hand.
Yan Xiaoyi avoided her outstretched hand in disgust.
Yan Zhenfei was at a loss, so she had no choice but to grab the quilt covering Yan Xiaoyi's body: "Sister, I am your real sister, a sister of the same father and mother! You...you won't let them hurt your relatives." Sister, right?"
Her voice kept trembling.
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.
That lovely and pitiful appearance made one feel pity.
only…
None of the people present had a good impression of Yan Zhenfei.
In their eyes, Yan Zhenfei's appearance was just a joke.
Ye Qingluo leaned against Di Moxuan's arms, folded her arms around her chest, and stared at them for a moment.
At this time, it is not easy for them to intervene.
After all, this was Yan Xiaoyi's private matter.
If Yan Xiaoyi hoped that they would let Yan Zhenfei go.
She has no problem either.
The whole room was eerie and terrifying.
Only the sound of Yan Zhenfei crying and sobbing came and went.
Yan Zhenfei's heart became more and more empty and empty.
"We have the same blood on our bodies, we are sisters... As long as you say a word, they will let me go!"
Yan Zhenfei was extremely annoyed, why didn't she investigate anything today, so she rushed to the west house.
She learned from the mouths of the common people that a fire had burned down the mercenary regiment under the heavens.
Xi Shanglan took his fiancée back to the other house.
When hearing the words fiancee.
Yan Zhenfei forgot about the big fire and the world mercenary group.
All I can think about is...
Xi Shanglan's fiancee
That cowardly and incompetent bitch Yan Xiaoyi who disappeared for three years
Immediately, he rushed directly to the Xi family's other house.
If Yan Xiaoyi had been associated with the Mercenary Corps of the World long ago.
She would not be so humble now.
She even asked that bitch Yan Xiaoyi for help!
Yan Zhenfei suppressed the displeasure in her heart, and her disdain for Yan Xiaoyi, and continued to plead in a soft voice: "Sister, my good sister, when I return to Yan's house, I will ask my father and mother to pick me up in person. How are you?"
Yan Xiaoyi looked at Yan Zhenfei with a half-smile, and a sneer sneered at the corner of her mouth: "Sister? Miss Yan, I'm afraid you have mistaken someone."
"I… "
"I was in the room just now but I could hear clearly. Didn't you say that you are the only young lady in the Yan family?" Yan Xiaoyi interrupted her, raising her eyebrows with a half-smile.
Yan Zhenfei's face turned red, and she clenched her little hands tightly.