I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 218: If you don’t hold me in the palm of your hand, why should I hold you in the palm of yo

Chapter 218 If you don’t hold me in the palm of your hand, why should I hold you in the palm of my hand?

 Most of the people who kept vigil in the brigade asked the men from their families to come forward. Girls participated in the vigil, and only educated youths participated in the vigil.

There are only a few female educated youths. Lin Qing and Jiang Lihua both form a team, and Wei Lan knows that.

 The only ones who are uncertain are Yang Yan and Ding Maomao.

As Wei Lan said the two names, the trembling note suddenly stopped, and then was suddenly opened.

Ding Maomao cried so hard that his face was covered with snot and tears, his lips trembled, and his eyes glared at Wei Lan fiercely as if they were quenched with poison, "Are you happy that I'm like this?"

Ding Maomao was afraid and hated.

Afraid that the man would come back again, and hated Wei Lan for turning a blind eye to her deliberate attempts to please him.

If it weren't for Wei Lan, how could she be ostracized by everyone?

How could something like this happen tonight!

“There’s no need for you to pretend to be kind!” Ding Maomao shuddered and quickly rolled up the quilt to get out of the cotton field.

"What?" Wei Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, having difficulty understanding Ding Maomao's brain circuit.

 At this moment, almost instantly, Wei Lan's body reacted quickly.

Following Ding Maomao's movement and standing up, Wei Lan casually grabbed Ding Maomao. Before Ding Maomao ran out of the cotton field, he grabbed Ding Maomao's hair from behind and pulled him to a stop.

"Speak clearly to me!" Wei Lan's pretty face was cold. If you ignored her hands that were shaking with anger at this moment, she might be a little more imposing.

 But, Wei Lan couldn't control it.

"I **** saved you, and you don't say thank you, and you're still here feeling weird?" Wei Lan grinded his molar teeth and closed his eyes tightly, trying to calm down his anger.

 Forget it, it’s settled!

 Wei Lan opened her eyes, and the moment she let go of Ding Maomao's hair, she lifted her legs up, kicked Ding Maomao on the butt, and pushed him directly into the ditch of the field.

"I saved you, but I saved you by mistake." Wei Lan sneered and said coldly: "Okay, since you are willing to fall, then next time, I can turn a blind eye."

"Am I willing to fall? All this is not because of you. If it weren't for you, if it weren't for you, how could I have encountered this!" Ding Maomao was lying on the ground, his face was bloodshot and livid under the dim light, "Obviously you are the most ruthless and cruelest person. You’re vicious, I don’t understand why people like you are still held in the palm of their hands like a treasure!”

The meaning of Ding Maomao's words was too obvious.

Wei Lan had already stood on the ridge of the field again and was about to leave. When she heard this, she suddenly stopped.

"If he doesn't hold me in the palm of his hand, why should he hold you in the palm of his hand?" She held the kerosene lamp and turned sideways at 45°. Under the halo of light, her pretty face as white as jade showed her past. It was colder and harsher than ever before, "A thief. In other words, a person who once tried to push her into a well and drowned, what qualifications does he have to call others evil?"

Ding Maomao lay on the ground crying with tears and runny nose all over his face. The scene when he went to the back of Gu's house flashed in his mind unconsciously.

Ding Maomao shook his head suddenly, "No, no! I didn't, I didn't!"

She was just thinking about it at the time and didn't take action, right?

"Yes, after all, if you really did it, I wouldn't be able to stand here now." As if aware of what Ding Maomao was thinking, Wei Lan smiled sarcastically. She lowered her head and looked at Ding Maomao with pity, "I was originally very sympathetic. Yours, but your heart has created your experience and your results. You are not worthy."

Ding Maomao suddenly paused. When he raised his head, he met Wei Lan's gaze inadvertently, and large tears fell from his eyes.

 (End of this chapter)

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