Zhang Moyang no longer wanted to respond to Ye Ting’an’s words.
No, it should be said that he was suffocated with heartache at this time that he couldn’t speak anymore.
He could not deny the truth in Ye Ting’an’s words.
Yes, even Tian Mi didn’t want to be with Ye Ting’an, Ye Ting’an could see her every day and spend time with her day and night.
They could sit quietly and drink tea, or they could talk about everything.
But, it was not easy for him to see Tian Mi.
Moreover, judging from today, it would be even more difficult for him to see Tian Mi in the future.
Because Tian Mi didn’t want to see him.
In the past few months, Zhang Moyang had actually wanted to see Tian Mi.
But Ye Ting’an had been blocking him and refused to let him enter the Marquis of Pingchang’s mansion.
Later, Zhang Moyang accidentally learned about Ye Ting’an’s feelings for Tian Mi. He angrily fought with Ye Ting’an.
He accused Ye Ting’an of having such thoughts about his stepmother.
Ye Ting’an replied that he also shouldn’t have such thoughts about a married woman.
They fought for a long time and fiercely, and no one could stop them.
Of course, he was the loser in the end.
He couldn’t even beat Ye Ting’an who was sitting in a wheelchair, so how could he beat Ye Ting’an who had recovered?
Zhang Moyang said that Tian Mi still had him in his heart, and if Ye Ting’an really cared about Tian Mi, he should let Tian Mi go with him.
Ye Ting’an knew that before Tian Mi married into the Marquis of Pingchang’s mansion, she had a past with Zhang Moyang.
Therefore, Ye Ting’an was not sure whether Tian Mi still had feelings for Zhang Moyang.
After all, his father died just after Tian Mi married into the Marquis of Pingchang’s mansion.
Although she had not been short of food and drink in the past few years, in terms of spiritual sustenance, there was nothing at all.
When Zhang Moyang proposed to bet with Ye Ting’an, Ye Ting’an wanted to refuse.
At that time, Zhang Moyang was very angry and roared: “Mi’er is just in her early twenties. Do you have the heart to let her live a cold and lonely life for the next few decades? Does she owe something to your Marquis of Pingchang’s mansion? Why are you so cruel to her?”
“With me accompanying her, how can she be lonely?” Ye Ting’an said indifferently, but his heart was not indifferent.
“You accompany her? Heh— Who are you? In what capacity do you want to accompany her?!”
Zhang Moyang sneered and looked at Ye Ting’an with a questioning face.
Ye Ting’an rubbed his slender fingers on the edge of the teacup, with a leisurely expression: “I will accompany her in whatever capacity she wants me to accompany her.”
“What if she is willing to go with me? What if she wants to go with me? Ye Ting’an, if you really care about her, then you bet with me! If I win, you let her go!”
Zhang Moyang said relentlessly.
Ye Ting’an’s hand paused. He did not speak, but he lowered his eyes in thought.
Zhang Moyang didn’t speak either. He was waiting for Ye Ting’an’s answer.
The room with only the two people quieted down for a while.
After a long time, Ye Ting’an raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Moyang.
“Okay, I agree to bet with you! If you lose, you are not allowed to say anything about taking her away in the future! If you win, I will let you take her away.”
When saying the second half of the sentence, Ye Ting’an felt that it was a little difficult to say it.
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