Howard resisted the cold wind in Aaron Anderson. “Sir, think about it, that girl is definitely not behind the scenes. If she wants to do something to Miss Su, it won’t be as simple as putting medicine. Don’t you want to know who is behind the scenes?”
Aaron Anderson gave him a cold look.
Howard looked at him sincerely and blinked.
“All right.”
Aaron Anderson compromised and asked again.
“What about Yan Ning? Did you bring her head to me?”
Howard: “…”
…
Lounge.
After Amy settled Vanessa Simmons and Sarah Miller, she left.
At the moment she went out, Vanessa Simmons and Sarah Miller opened their eyes at the same time.
Sarah Miller’s face was full of anger: “I knew this lamb had evil intentions and was not a good thing! Look, I caught it!”
Vanessa Simmons didn’t speak, his eyes were cold.
A few more minutes later, Amy pushed open the door and saw them lying alive and kicking in bed, their hands snapping off.
“Well, little bitch, I’ll see what you do to us!”
Sarah Miller rushed over and picked up the things on the ground.
Only to find that the falling thing is just a towel?
She looked up and wondered, “What tricks are you playing?”
Amy looked pale. “You’re not drunk?”
She looked at Vanessa Simmons with clear eyes and understood everything.
Vanessa Simmons is also a little confused.
So, what does Amy want to do with this series of operations?
At this moment, she saw a red and swollen palm print on Amy’s face, and her eyes were a little cold.
“Did someone hit you?”
Sarah Miller noticed, too. “Did you fight with someone else?”
Amy covered her face and faltered. “No, no.”
“Is it Mo Yao?”
Vanessa Simmons asked, asking questions in a declarative tone.
“You, how do you know?”
Amy said subconsciously, only to know that she had spilled the beans, and subconsciously maintained, “No, it wasn’t him!”
Vanessa Simmons’s eyes were faint. “I saw your chat record with him.”
Amy turned white.
“You only have two choices now, either, tell me what happened, or, let me beat you up.”
Vanessa Simmons looked at Amy quietly without any ups and downs.
Amy’s eyes cooled inch by inch, and she clenched her fist. After a few seconds, her voice sounded softly.
“Then hit me.”
Vanessa Simmons: “…”
Sarah Miller: “…”
Amy squeezed her lips hard, her fingers pinch white, and she didn’t say a word.
“Amy.”
Vanessa Simmons suddenly said, like a few treasures, she said her deeds. ‘mo Yao’s suitors are crazy, their families are average, their parents are ordinary workers, and they often do something out of line for Mo Yao, for example, draw a man who despises Mo Yao on his face, and…”
“Stop it!”
Amy said sharply, looking at Vanessa Simmons. “If you know all about it, why…”
“Why do you still act with you?”
Vanessa Simmons asked calmly.
“Because I want to save your dying heart.”
Amy froze.
Vanessa Simmons is not lying.
Her senses were always strong, and when she listened to Amy singing at the bonfire party, she felt a faint despair all over her body, and when she sang, her eyes stayed on Mo Yao all the time.
As if it were her god, born to heal her.
Fortunately, she still has a trace of conscience.
Amy can feel Mo Yao next to do what, after a moment of hesitation, or give up on Vanessa Simmons.