Chapter 564 The Heart Belongs to Someone

She eagerly looked forward to hearing the answer from the man's mouth.

But what was waiting for him was Jinglan's polite refusal, "I'm sorry, I already have my heart."

Forsythia's bright eyes dimmed instantly, and her tense heart also fell to its lowest point.

Does your heart belong?

Jing Lan just left these words and turned around to leave without wanting to stay any longer.

Forsythia hurriedly caught up and stopped him in front of him with her hand, "Senior Brother Jinglan, who is the woman you like?!"

"You don't need to know." Jing Lan frowned slightly, feeling a little impatient, and walked around her.

Seeing the man's figure fading away in the dark night, Forsythia finally became anxious, stamped her foot, and shouted behind him, "Is it Wakasui-kun?!"

In an instant, Jing Lan stopped, then turned around and looked at her with cold and cold eyes.

"Who told you?!" the man asked, his face gloomy and scary.

It seemed as if he could rush in front of her at any time and take her life.

Forsythia was startled by his eyes, but she still had the courage to rush in front of him and shouted, "I saw everything in Ruoshuijun's courtyard today! After seeing what you and Ruoshuijun did, I also I heard what you said to Ruoshui!"

I see.

Jing Lan didn't feel guilty or panicked at all. Instead, he sneered, pointed at Forsythia's lips, and said in a warning tone, "You'd better keep your mouth shut, otherwise..."

Otherwise, he didn't say anything else.

This leaves people with endless reverie.

What would happen otherwise? Kill her?

Or will he do something more terrible?

Forsythia was unwilling and hurriedly grabbed Jinglan's arm, almost pleading, "Senior Brother Jinglan, I know you must like me! You were just temporarily fascinated by Ruoshuijun, right?!"

Senior brother Jing Lan has been inseparable from me for five years, studying and playing together, growing up almost like childhood sweethearts, and having a close relationship with his father. How could he not like me?

She doesn't believe it!

"Senior Brother Jinglan, please wake up. The person you really like should know me! Did Ruoshuijun do something to you?!" Forsythia couldn't help but cursed angrily, "That bitch Ruoshuijun, even her own The disciples are all seducing! It’s so perverted and disgusting! I usually pretend to be aloof, but I didn’t expect that I can do it all by myself..."

Before she could finish speaking, her voice suddenly got stuck in her throat.

Only then did he realize that his neck had been pinched hard by the man's broad palm.

Jinglan pressed her against the bamboo, and with just a little pressure on her hand, she couldn't breathe.

Looking up, he saw that the man's face was gloomier than the dark night, like a hellish Rakshasa, ferocious, cruel, and extremely strange.

Those bottomless eyes were filled with undercurrents and filled with bloody murderous intent.

It seemed as if everything in the world could be destroyed in his palm at any time.

If he hadn't strangled her neck, Forsythia would have been so frightened that her legs were weak and she fell to the ground.

At this time, the man suddenly came closer, like a ghost, and spoke quietly in her ear.

"You can scold me as much as you want. If you dare to say a bad word about my master, the consequences...will be death!"

The cold and cruel voice made people feel like they were on a cold winter night, and Forsythia couldn't stop shivering.

Fear ran through his limbs and bones, and finally reached the bottom of his heart.

"Do you understand?"

Forsythia tried hard to open her mouth, but no sound came out, and tears began to fall desperately.

It's a pity that Jing Lan not only didn't show any emotion at all, but his eyes were filled with contempt and disgust.