Zhan Shui Xin only felt the hairs on his whole body stand up.

"So, if people have empathy, others will respect you, right?"

"You, what do you want to do?"

she asked with a trembling voice.

I really can't figure it out, what does this man want to do?

He has been threatening himself with Candy Miaomiao, even the last time.

In the hospital, he accompanied him as a doctor and let her remember his favor.

But he doesn't want money.

What does he want?

"Don't worry," Ye Qingyan raised her teacup and smiled: "There are some things, we have to talk about it slowly, just like drinking tea like a cow, but it doesn't have any taste."

Inside and outside the words, there is a bloody taste.

Zhan Shui felt nauseated.

She didn't move at all with the tea in front of her.

Since childhood, no one could force her to do anything.

Just like now.

Even if he trapped himself here, he couldn't force what she didn't want to do.

"You must think that I can't do anything about you, right?" Ye Qingyan looked at her as if she could read minds, hehe smiled, and said, "No wonder you have such thoughts, as I am, I have always I don't like to force others, so others think I have a good heart..."

Zhan Shui Xin was scolding him in his heart when he was sick.

Then I saw a little girl walk in outside the door, about twenty years old, similar to Tang Miaomiao, who was in her youth.

She came in with a smile: "Do the two guests need anything else? We..."

In an instant, a knife appeared in Ye Qingyan's hand, and the girl was too panicked to run.

He was stabbed in the chest by the knife.

"Sizzle"

The blood splattered out like boiled water, with a smell of fishy sweetness.

The Zhan family has a great career, the man should be self-improvement, and the daughter has a great career, but Zhan Shuixin is just a delicate girl, how could she have seen such a scene.

At the moment, the whole person was crazy, and he was stunned and didn't dare to move.

Because Ye Xunyan said, "Mrs. Zhan's best not to scream, I'm all here and there. If my people hear me, what do you think I've done to you?"

With trembling heart, Zhan Shui put down the hand that covered his mouth subconsciously, and his voice trembled: "You, what do you want to do?!"

Originally, Zhan Shui Xin didn't want to be contaminated with this strange man. He was offered a bowl of blood every day. Although his face was unparalleled in the world, it always revealed a strange breath.

Ye Qingyan licked the blood on the tip of the knife, her slightly pale face stained with blood, like a bloodthirsty demon, standing in front of Zhan Shuixin alive.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you." Ye Qingyan was disdainful. He wouldn't want this old woman even if she brought it to her door.

Zhan Shui Xin had never seen such a battle before, he just felt his heart tremble, his legs softened, and he fell straight towards the stool.

Ye Qingyan narrowed her eyes, as if looking at Zhan Shuixin.

"Don't you know what I want? Did I tell you before? Mrs. Zhan doesn't seem to have a good memory." With sarcasm.