After Kicking Ming Ye, He Cried and Begged Me To Hug Him Every Night!

   Chapter 263 Talking about feelings is ridiculous!

"Snapped!"

   A crisp slap sounded.

   It was Yan Zhiyu who gave Gao Ziyu a slap.

   He said extremely coldly and indifferently, "Gao Ziyu, from now on, the Yan family has nothing to do with you."

   Gao Ziyu's eyes were flushed, tears fell, and his nails were pinched into his palms.

   I actually knew it, and Yan Zhiyu knew the identity of the past and present!

   All the intrigues in the past are now a joke.

   Gao Ziyu didn't dare to think about her next fate, Yan Zhiyu was her only support, and she couldn't lose him.

  So she cried in a low voice, trying to wake up Yan Zhiyu's love for her, "Uncle, my hand hurts, my hand hurts..."

   In the past, Yan Zhiyu had already softened her heart and coaxed her.

   But now Yan Zhiyu only hates Gao Ziyu.

   Every time Gao Ziyu called his uncle, it was as if a layer of flesh had been scraped in his heart, reminding him of the **** things he did to his real niece.

   "Does it hurt?" Yan Zhiyu asked seriously.

   Gao Ziyu nodded vigorously.

   Yan Zhiyu stretched out his hand and took Gao Ziyu's hands.

   paused for a while, then suddenly looked at the past and present on the opposite side.

   Yan Ningqing is right.

  If it wasn't for the ability of the present and the past, once Gao Ziyu's strategy succeeded, the present and the past would be the ones who lost both hands today.

   Gao Ziyu cried out of breath.

  It hurts to think about it.

   And this kind of pain almost made the present and the past suffer.

   Thinking this way, Yan Zhiyu folded her force.

   "Ah ah ah!" Gao Ziyu's cry turned into a scream of pain, staring at Yan Zhiyu in horror.

   She heard the sound of bone cracks, and the hands were likely to be amputated.

   While watching the play, the judge did not forget to warn, "Mr. Yan, this is the trial scene, you can't hurt others casually."

  Yan Zhiyu raised his head and said, "Sorry, I didn't control my strength, I'll pay attention next time."

  Judge: That's outrageous!

   Do you want to have a next time?

   "Apologize."

   Yan Zhiyu's expression was gloomy, as if a howling cold wind had swept through him, and his indifference was to the bone.

  Gao Tzuyu was in pain and fear, as if terrified to the extreme, and the sound of breath kept coming out of his throat.

  Yan Zhiyu raised his voice and said sternly, "I said to apologize to Jin and Xi."

   Gao Ziyu's body trembled fiercely.

   She clearly knew that Yan Zhiyu would never condone her again.

   He even hated her.

   But why?

   What if he was his niece in the past? She is the one he watched grow up, and they should be the closest!

   Yan Zhiyu shouldn't be so heartless towards her!

   Blood is really that important, can it surpass everything?

   Gao Ziyu roared out what was in his heart unconvinced.

Yan Zhiyu sneered and said almost cruelly, "If you didn't look a little like my sister, you thought I would treat you as my own, and everything you asked for from me over the years was in the light of my sister, Other than that, you are nothing!"

   Murderer.

   A short sentence destroyed Gao Ziyu's self-righteousness.

   Her body froze in place, motionless.

   The blood seemed to be congealed in the blood vessels, and I couldn't even feel the pain.

   So no matter how much she wants to replace the past and the present, it will never be true!

   "Ziyu, hurry up and apologize to Miss Jin!" The father and mother were almost kneeling for this silly daughter.

  How dare she compare herself with Yan Zhiyu's niece.

  I really don't know how much you weigh?

   Don't say anything else, Yan Zhiyu and his sister have a friendship for decades, a mother compatriot, blood is thicker than water.

  Gao Tzuyu is just a tool for Yan Zhiyu to relieve dryness and depression.

   To put it bluntly, it was Gao Ziyu who provided Yan Zhiyu with a comfortable mood, and Yan Zhiyu gave her the resources of the Yan family daughter, both silver and money.

   It would be ridiculous to really talk about feelings.

   (end of this chapter)