Heart Hunting Game: His Hot Sweet Wife

Dean Lan was about to take a step closer, Sansa Ran saw him so disobedient and became more anxious.

Such an obvious trap in front of her eyes, she did not want him to jump into the pit, not to mention to save her, if he had an accident, she will certainly regret for the rest of her life.

“Don’t, Dean, Dean Lan you have to listen to me this time, don’t come over.” Sansa Ran shook her head desperately as she tried desperately to talk him down.

Dean Lan saw her in such a state, and could not help but pause in his steps. In his eyes, nothing is more important than her, no matter what, as long as he can save her, he is willing to do.

“Sansa, don’t worry. I will definitely and take you out of here with me.” Dean Lan’s handsome brow furrowed slightly as he let out a long sigh and his deep pupils couldn’t help but shrink.

The situation is urgent, he can not care so much, but this old Zhang old cunning, he has to take a step, this way to ensure the safety of Sansa Ran in the case, he is not injured.

“What? Do you even have to save a woman so slowly, do you not want her to live anymore?” Old Zhang picked up the dagger in his hand and drove it to Sansa Ran’s neck at once, slowly pressing it close to her neck, trying to scare Dean Lan in this way.

Dean Lan’s fist couldn’t help but clench. His deep eyes added a bit more fire, “Don’t touch her.”

His tone carries its own deterrent effect, so that those present at the time of the change some involuntary shocked.

“Heh, but we agreed, you should do what you should do you should understand more than me. Be honest and do as I say, or else …” The dagger in Laizhang’s hand tightened, as if one more movement would leave a mark on Sansa Ran’s neck.

Dean Lan will be the heart of the anger suppressed, he understands that he can not be easily impulsive at this time. So he closed his eyes and organized his somewhat chaotic emotions.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and took an arrow step toward the old Zhang.

Seeing this scene Sansa Ran’s head shook like a rattle, and her good-looking eyes were filled with pain.

Old Zhang was too noisy for her and directly covered her mouth tightly with his other hand. She was so helpless, she really wanted to rush up and drive him away from here.

“True to form, the young master of the Lan family, come a little closer if you have the ability.” A grim smile appeared on Old Zhang’s face as he sarcastically and gloomily spoke.

He shook his head, glanced at a determined Dean Lan, and then at Sansa Ran, thinking to himself, what kind of compulsion this woman had put on him, not expecting that he had always failed in his attempts to get him to fall for it, and now he had tricked him with just one woman, he had really underestimated her.

“You’re despicable.” Sansa Ran bit Lao Zhang’s hand fiercely, then spoke, “Dean leave me alone, go away.”

But despite how hysterical she was shouting now, Dean Lan had no way back.

Seeing him step by step approaching towards himself, old Zhang suddenly turned his head back thoughtfully and saw that the thugs Glen Cheng had arranged for him had arrived and winked at a few of them.

A few of his men will understand and quietly hand him a prepared wooden stick.

Sansa Ran looked on in disbelief and anxiety. Her mouth was deadly gagged and she could only look at Dean Lan with vacant eyes and shake her head desperately.

“The money is in my hand, take it.” Dean Lan walked over to Old Zhang and brought the case he was carrying up to his eyes.

Old Zhang raised his hand to grab the case in his hand, but Dean Lan moved the case back and spoke faintly: “After you get it, let her go.”

Old Zhang ordered someone to grab his box, saw the opportunity finally came, swung the stick to Dean Lan and hit it.

When he hit him, Dean Lan couldn’t stand up instantly. A stagger, almost fell to the ground.

“Hahahaha, get up and stand still.” Old Zhang saw him like this and laughed very proudly, waving his stick in front of Dean Lan as a provocation.

Dean Lan under the eyes a trace of scarlet cry out, his narrow eyes fell on Sansa Ran’s body, always give yourself a warning bell, hold back!

“Young Master Lan? You’re such a loser, you didn’t say a word when I beat you.” Old Zhang spat a few spittle on his palm, picked up the stick again, and hit Dean Lan with intent.

The sticks hit Dean Lan one by one, causing him to purse his lips and bruises on his neck.

He noticed Sansa Ran’s panicked expression and unconsciously the corners of his mouth rose slightly, giving her a light smile.

Old Zhang seemed to enjoy the moment, watching Dean Lan did not say a word, he was more reckless.

“Fight, go ahead, fight if you can. If you don’t keep your promise I’ll pay you back twice as much.” Dean Lan clenched his fist, holding back the pain and saying one word at a time.

“That’s what you said. Someone, change a stick for me.” Old Zhang found this bloodlust of Dean Lan amusing and twisted his heart to change a bigger stick.

“Well … well …” Sansa Ran was unable to speak and could only shake her head desperately. Seeing Dean Lan exhausted from the beating, tears flowed uncontrollably down the corners of his eyes and all over his face.

Old Zhang once again raised the stick and hit him without mercy. The move landed on Dean Lan, who endured it all.

But Sansa Ran had already turned into a teary-eyed person. She had never been so heartbroken before, and probably only Dean Lan could make her so heartbroken.

“You guys see if the money is missing.” Old Zhang typed, suddenly came back to order.

The men opened the boxes in a panic and counted them carefully. In unison, they said, “It’s all here.”

Old Zhang’s eyes dimmed, and seeing that Dean Lan had been nearly beaten out of half his life, he withdrew his stick.

Dean Lan was sweating profusely, sweat trickling down his angular forehead and seeping through his clothes.

“Young Master Lan, what time is it that you’re still pretending to be dead?” Old Zhang squatted down, pulled Dean Lan’s lapel, and pulled him toward him.

Hearing his snide remarks, Dean Lan tried to regain his energy and raised his hand to shake his hand away from his lapel.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

When Old Zhang saw him in this state, he couldn’t help but shake the stick in his hand again. But now that the money is in hand, Dean Lan has been beaten half to death by himself, and if he continues to fight he is afraid that he will be accompanied by his wife.

“Have the ability, have the guts, for a woman actually fell in such a mess. I really admire admire admire ah.” Old Zhang laughed upward in a gloomy manner, then walked to Sansa Ran’s side and raised his hand to hook her chin fiercely.

Sansa Ran stared at him, wanting his eyes to kill him. dean Lan, fearing what he might do to her again, his eyes burning with anxiety, coughed lightly and stood up straight with a shudder.