The Christmas tree was a bit high, so she had to stand on tiptoes to complete a series of tasks, and there were so many small gifts that her arms were so tired that she finally turned a Christmas tree into what she imagined.
She connected the circuit and turned off all the light sources. In the darkness of the room, only the colorful Christmas tree was left, which was extremely dazzling.
The Big Ben clock on the wall of the hall told her that it was very late, but there was no sign of the owner returning.
What is he doing? Still busy at work? Or is he just running away from her?
Sitting down on the floor, she hugged her knees tightly and looked at the beautiful and charming Christmas tree. It looked so lively, but why was her heart so cold as an ice cave?
She didn't know when she fell asleep. When she was about to freeze in the cold, a warmth like a furnace came close to her. She instinctively searched for that warmth. She hugged her tightly, not wanting to let go again.
Ji Yizheng was furious. Why did that damn woman fall asleep on the floor? Do you want to freeze to death? You idiot, she really doesn't know how to take care of herself. How can he let go of her like this?
How to let her leave you safely.
In a dark room, only the Christmas tree in the corner emits a phantom light, and the little woman curled up and sleeping next to the tree looks like a heart-wrenching little girl in a fairy tale land, which looks extremely unreal.
He picked her up and returned to the big bed in the bedroom, wrapping her tightly with his hot body. As if she felt his return, her little face had a hint of cat-like tranquility, and she rubbed against his chest and murmured.
He said: "Ji Yizheng, hold me."
Ji Yizheng pursed her lips into a straight line, and ripples in her heart kept rising. While rubbing her little face and cold fingers, she kept blaming herself, regardless of whether she could hear: "It's my fault."
, Ningning, it’s my fault, don’t forgive me, everything is my fault, even if one day you think of it, don’t forgive me, you can hate me and hit me to take revenge on me, but, Ningning, you must not leave
Me, don’t leave, okay?..."
He couldn't see in the darkness, tears as bright as pearls dripped from the corners of her eyes, but the hands wrapped around his waist couldn't help but get tighter, and she pressed her body against his warmth, as if to rush away.
Walk away from all the coldness and become one with him.
He finally knew that his luck was to get her and have everything about her...
One night passed, and she felt the feeling of being loved by him so much. Moning felt sweet in her heart, but also felt vaguely uneasy, always afraid that when she woke up, everything would be just her dream.
After breakfast, Ji Yizheng had to go to work. He had to go to an important meeting today, so he couldn't take Mo Ning with him. He asked her to call him if anything happened, and then left.
Aina didn't get up until very late, and she didn't seem to mind that she didn't see Ji Yizheng. She seemed to be in a bad mood and worried a lot these past two days.
Moning didn't want to see Aina argue, so he tried to avoid Aina. Besides, she had to prepare for the Christmas party two days later and was a little busy.
Ji Yizheng said that he didn't want to see her too tired, so some small things could only be left to the servants, and she was only responsible for giving instructions.
Aunt E saw that Mo Ning looked good, so she joked: "Hey, my complexion has improved because of the young master's pampering. Isn't our young master very gentle?"
Moning almost cut off his finger when he was cutting vegetables, and said angrily: "Aunt E, please stop talking nonsense!"
"Haha, look at the sweet look on your face, you know how powerful our young master is -" Aunt E'e kept talking more and more, and when she saw Moning's face was so red that it was about to burn, she spared it.
she.
"Aunt E, what do you think our party this time will focus on Chinese food?"
"Of course this is up to you."
"Aunt E, does Ji Yizheng have any favorite dishes? He doesn't seem to be picky about food, but he doesn't seem to like anything in particular."
"Actually, the more you look at people who are not picky eaters, the harder it is to master their tastes. It is generally difficult to conquer such a man, but if he meets the one he is destined for, wow, he will definitely fall in love with him until the earth falls apart..."
"Aunt E, why do I think you are particularly worried that your young master will not be able to sell it?"
"Uh, is there any?"
"Yes! But Aunt E, are you sure you don't smell something burning?"
"Ah - my hot elbow -"
Moning grinned happily. In this foreign land, it was nice to have an elder who could chat like a friend.
Aunt E glanced at Moning's face from the corner of her eye and saw that she was smiling heartlessly like an innocent child, but she was secretly worried for her.
I have been working as a cook in the Ji family for many years and I know quite well what kind of person Mrs. Ji is. However, Mo Ning is obviously inextricably linked with Ji Yizheng's ex-wife Mo Lan. Ji Yizheng's indifference towards Mo Lan is something that no one can imagine.
As we all know, the Mo family is quite an unwelcome presence in the eyes of the Ji family. Ever since the sleepy Mo Ning was brought to Paris by Ji Yizheng, everyone could see that Ji Yizheng dotes on her, but
Behind this, everyone tacitly abides by a principle, which is not to talk about anything from the past to the amnesiac Mourning.
Why did Ji Yizheng hide it from Mo Ning? What other experiences have they had between them?
In addition, with Mrs. Ji's shrewdness, how could she not know that her son was hiding someone in her home? What would her attitude be like?
In short, Aunt E knew that Mo Ning had to face not only the relationship problems with Ji Yizheng, but also the grievances involving the family. In other words, under the calm situation that Mo Ning was in now, there would be waves at any time.
.
Moning finished her work in the kitchen, had something to eat at noon, and went upstairs. Since Aina didn't come down for lunch, she was going to ask out of politeness.
Aina seemed to be talking on the phone in the room, and her tone was very anxious. Moning didn't mean to eavesdrop, but when she heard a name, she couldn't help but feel her feet drop.
Andrew? If you remember correctly, it was the man I met on the street that day?
Aina said fiercely into the phone: "No matter how much it costs, he must be killed. Don't leave any loopholes, do you hear me?"
"Also, before you kill him, take out what he has in his hand. Remember, don't leak it out, otherwise you will know. Well, that's it."
After hanging up the phone, Aina walked back and forth in the room, thinking over and over again. She still felt uneasy. She opened the door and went out. When she passed Ji Yizheng's bedroom, she suddenly stopped and a light flashed in her blue eyes.
flashed.
There was a knock on the door, and Mourning responded and said: "The door is open, please come in."
Aina pushed the door open and walked in, glanced at Mo Ning, a strange smile appeared on her expression, and said: "Aren't you bored staying in the house?"
"It's okay, what's the matter with you?"
"It's nothing, I'm just bored and want to find someone to talk to."
"I don't think we have anything in common to talk about. - Aina, you didn't have lunch. Go to the restaurant to eat something. If you get hungry, I will feel sorry for you."
Moning was still thinking about the phone call that Aina made. He felt uneasy under pressure and couldn't ask Aina about it. He just wanted to wait for Ji Yizheng to come back before discussing it with him.
Aina pulled an even weirder smile from the corner of her mouth, shook her head and said: "You are really good at pretending to be kind. Of course, I understand your mentality of being a mistress now. My brother Zheng is so good, even a woman would want to do it."
Daydream."
Mourning retorted unceremoniously: "I am willing to daydream, you should worry about yourself!"
"What do you mean?"
When Mourning met Aina's ruthless eyes, he couldn't help but be startled, and the suspicion in his heart became even deeper. If Aina did anything that violated the law, she would go to jail.
"Aina, how long will you stay in Paris this time?"
"none of your business?"
As Aina walked to the bed and stared at the big bed, she couldn't help but picture her favorite brother Zheng and Moning rolling together in her mind. The resentment in her heart became even deeper. She turned her face and looked
Looking at Mo Ning, he continued: "Am I hindering you here? Don't think that you can marry into the Ji family. Madam will never agree to it, and Brother Zheng has always listened to Madam, so as long as Madam doesn't like you, don't even think about it.
With Brother Zheng.
Actually, don't take it too seriously. I'm still saying, just tell me how much it costs, take the money and go back to your own life as soon as possible. The Ji family is not something you can enter just because you want to."
As she spoke, Aina put her hand on Mourning's shoulder, looked down at her and said: "Is one million enough? Or I will give you another villa, um, and a few tough men, they will be loyal to you.
!”
Moning had been listening to her quietly. At this time, he coldly shook her hand away, raised his face, and said to her firmly and stubbornly: "Aina, you overestimate the value of money. Maybe
In your heart, money can buy everything, but it can never buy love."
Aina held her waist up and laughed, pointing at Mourning's nose: "Oh, you are quite noble, but, a wild girl like you with no money, no background and no backing, why should you compete with me - oh, forget it
Now, let’s not talk about these useless things, the winner will always be determined.”
After a pause of half a second, Aina's eyes rolled, and then she invited me rather ruthlessly: "As you have climbed into brother Zheng's bed, is it worth celebrating? How about you invite me to have a drink?"
Moning had nothing to say to her, but Aina was very good at entangling people. He stepped forward and grabbed her arm, pulling her out while saying, "Don't you think of yourself as a hostess? You must have a good way of treating guests, right?
Eating and playing with you is also one of them!”
"Aina, do you have to go outside? If you want to eat something, I can cook it for you."
"Then what's the matter? Hey, let's go, let's go, it's so boring to hold on to it."
Seeing that Aina insisted on pulling her out, Moning complied with her, while thinking about how to trick Aina. In the car, she asked: "Aina, where are we going?"
"You'll know when you get there."
Aina closed her eyes and leaned back on the chair, looking like a young lady who was unhappy and didn't want to pay attention to anyone.
Mourning had no choice but to shut his mouth and wait for what happened. The car drove all the way to an old street not far from the city center and parked outside a club.
Silently looking around, and following Aina, Moning uneasily wanted to retreat, but Aina grabbed her shoulders, got on the elevator, and went to the billiards hall on the two underground floors. The interior layout was luxuriously decorated, the lights Many people gathered around the pool tables below.
Walking straight to a table, Aina, a rich lady who was supposed to be cold, arrogant and noble, abandoned all her restraints and upbringing. She hooked her hand around the man's neck, raised her face to kiss her lips, and took off her coat, leaving only her thin petticoat. Her hot figure wrapped around the man's body like a snake, grinding wildly.
The man had extremely short hair, a beard on his chin, and a pair of green eyes set deep in his chiseled face, giving him a gloomy and dangerous feeling, but also unreasonably attractive.
How could Andrew refuse the woman who came to his door? He pinched Aina's chin with his fingers, raised his lips and said with a smile: "You decided so quickly?"
Aina raised her upper body slightly, her plump shuangfeng was eye-catching, and she sat on the billiard table. One of her legs stretched out to hook his waist. When she met Andrew's gaze, she smiled seductively and said, "You You don’t seem to be in a hurry!”
"Haha, I said I would wait for you for ten days, but before then, I will definitely not rush you."
"Yeah?"
Aina smiled softly and thought, within those ten days, you will definitely be able to see God. To hide her inner thoughts, she hooked his head again and kissed him.
This woman is spicy and charming. Although she is not a good candidate for a wife, she is still acceptable considering her strong family background.
While Andrew kissed her passionately, his eyes glanced at the little figure standing not far away. The little thing noticed his gaze and turned his face away in panic. He looked like a frightened deer. It's really interesting.
"She is a pure oriental girl."
"What?"
Aina, who was passionate about the kiss, heard Andrew's muffled voice for no apparent reason and looked at him with a pair of misty blue eyes.
Andrew glanced at the little figure and asked Aina: "Who is she? Did you bring her?"
Almost forgetting Mourning, Aina finally woke up, a venomous light flashed across her eyes, she stared at Andrew's face and asked: "I'm just a kid, what, are you interested?"
Andrew did not answer directly, he ran his fingers through her long golden curly hair, pressed her towards the billiard table, grinned one corner of his lips and said: "Baby, since I want to marry you, I will naturally only feel pain." You alone."
Aina blinked her eyes twice and said, half-heartedly, "What if I let you eat her!"
"Um?"
Andrew opened his eyes wide, and after a while he finally understood the meaning of Aina's words. He hurriedly said as if he was afraid that she would regret it: "Don't joke about this!"
"Who's kidding?"
Aina pushed him away, stood up, picked up the cue and put on a standard posture for playing billiards, snorted and said with a smile: "Andrew, it's time to show off your charm, she is not so easy to get started with. !”
"Haha, honey, you underestimate me too much. Don't you still know how powerful I am?"
After saying that, he patted her pretty buttocks, turned around and walked towards the corner.
Mo Ning, who had been silently paying attention to the movements here from a distance, of course couldn't hear what the two of them said. When he saw the man named Andrew walking towards him, he was already big and had a sneer look on him. It seems timid.
Andrew first spoke in French, then when he saw Moning frowning in confusion, he changed to English, "Girl, what's your name?"
Of course Mourning, who had good English scores, understood what he said. Seeing that he was too close to her, she instinctively stepped back and said stiffly: "Why are you asking? I don't know you."
"Haha, if you tell me your name now, don't you know me already?"
Andrew has seen many beauties of all kinds. The one in front of him is not very beautiful, but her little face is rare and delicate. Her skin is as white as porcelain, and her color is beautiful.
With her cute little face and two pink lips, I think she would taste good when kissed.
Mourning stared at him, blinked his eyelashes twice, and suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Hey, your name is Andrew?"
Andrew looked at her and responded in a low voice, "Hey, beauty, you actually know my name."
"There's nothing surprising, Andrew, let me ask you, what is your relationship with Aina?"
"Is this—important?"
As he said that, Andrew held her shoulders with one hand and supported her waist with the other, pushing her towards the corner. The two stations were in a blind corner, and the light was not strong, so it was difficult for others to detect the movement here.
"What are you doing?"
The startled Mo Ning shouted, but her lips were blocked by a palm. The man's body pressed against her with a sense of oppression. In front of her was the hot and unfamiliar man's body, and behind her was the cold wall.
Unable to move, she reached out to push him, but she overestimated her own strength.