Chapter 1785 Brother, Let Me Go! (Part 2)

At this moment, Xueer was thinking a lot in her mind... She suddenly felt that she didn't want this kind of life, and she didn't want to continue like this.

It's not like she hasn't heard others say that she is a useless person, that she has always been like a little idiot. Apart from Ye Muyun, she is nothing.

She suddenly couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly she mustered up the courage to resist: "I don't want to go to New York, I want to stay in City B."

Ye Muyun had already put out the cigarette butt in his hand and was holding the steering wheel with both hands. His expression was particularly ugly: "Is it because of Zhou Chongguang?"

Xueer opened her eyes wide, "What did you say?"

Ye Muyun threw a mobile phone to her and said in a not very good tone: "See for yourself."

Xue'er looked at him, slowly stretched out her fingertips, picked up the phone and looked at it, then her face turned pale.

They were all photos of her and Zhou Chongguang together.

"You sent someone to follow me?" As she spoke, her breathing hurt, and then she whispered: "I'm not with him."

For the first time, they had an adult conversation.

Ye Muyun's knuckles were almost turning white as he clenched his teeth. "Of course I know you are not together."

He paused: "If you were with him, then he would have disappeared from this world by now."

Xue'er's heart ached, and she looked at him in disbelief. For the first time, she felt his cruelty, and he didn't hide it from her. She was probably too lazy to hide it.

In fact, he has always been like this, always cruel, otherwise he would not have been able to climb to such a position in such a short time, but in front of her, he will always be the arrogant, cold and domineering brother.

"You're unreasonable." It took her a long time before she managed to squeeze out a sentence with tears in her eyes.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Muyun's mouth, not caring what she said.

Xue'er's heart was heaving violently, and her temper was rising: "I don't want to go to New York, I want to go to school."

"From now on, you will follow me." His voice was very calm, as if he had already decided: "When I am not at school, I will ask a tutor to teach you."

Xue'er's blood froze.

She knew very well what this meant, and from now on she was effectively under house arrest.

"What about in the future?" Her voice was a little dazed: "From now on, will I have to follow you like this all my life? Wherever you go, I have to go?"

"Yes." He answered her without any hesitation.

Xue'er's voice suddenly sounded sharp: "I don't want it! I don't want it, I don't want this, Ye Muyun, did you hear it?"

For the first time in her life, she disrespectfully called him by his full name.

Ye Muyun's face stiffened for a moment, and then became even colder, "I have to take it even if I don't want it."

Perhaps her temper was rising, or she was angry, so she blurted out: "I don't want you anymore! Do you hear me!?"

The air seemed to be condensed.

Ye Muyun's knuckles seemed to be white bones, and there was no color on his face, but he didn't say anything, let alone get angry at her.

After Xueer finished shouting, she felt a little regretful.

Her eyes were red and filled with tears, but she couldn't apologize. In the end, she just stubbornly turned her head and looked out the window.

The expensive sports car drove for more than an hour and arrived at City B Airport.

Ye Muyun stopped the car, unbuckled his seat belt, and said in a calm voice, "Get out of the car."

Xue'er refused and sat there with a dull voice: "I won't go down."

She turned her face sideways and said, "I don't know what you think. He and I have nothing."