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Chapter 3 She Was Imprisoned

At the critical moment, Lan Cun'er thought of her boyfriend Wen Zeyu, who she had been dating for two years.

Shouting all the way to no avail, Lan Cun'er was locked up in the house where Zhuang Jinghe was locked up.

Listening to the "bang" of the door, Lan Cun'er's heart was broken. She couldn't help but shed tears. She cried miserably: "Dad, Mom, come and save me! That witch aunt wants to

Marry me! Eat me up!"

She slapped the silent door in frustration until she heard the thick wooden door bang.

"Hehe, why are you crying!"

A silly giggle sounded behind Lan Cun'er. Lan Cun'er wiped away his tears, turned around and looked at Zhuang Jinghe, and said: "Cousin, what should I do? Please teach me what to do.

Escape from here?"

Oh, poor cousin, she was also so helpless at that time that she couldn't help but die, wasn't she?

Zhuang Jinghe giggled and said, "Sister, let's run away together!"

Lan Cun'er sighed, looked at Zhuang Jinghe's tied but messy long hair, and couldn't help but lovingly smoothed it down for her, then pulled her white pajamas that were hanging sideways, and said:

"Cousin, why don't you wake up? It's been five years, forget all the tragedies of the past!"

Zhuang Jinghe giggled, and suddenly her dull eyes flashed with a bright luster, and said: "I will take you to escape! We must escape, we hate mother! Hide and seek!"

Zhuang Jinghe rotated around the big bed.

Lan Cun'er sighed again and said: "Cousin, okay, let's calm down. Auntie won't let me out, but I still have hope. If my parents don't see me, they will come find me when I go back. What about you?

, wake up quickly, you are only twenty-eight, don’t live in tragedy anymore, there is still beauty in your life!”

"whee!"

Zhuang Jinghe grinned, stupidly, slowly retreated to the big bed, and sat down.

Lan Cun'er sighed and glanced at this large room with no furnishings and only a bed. The pink wall paint did not make the room look alive at all.

With a sigh, Lan Cun'er walked towards the window sealed with steel bars and looked at the sunny garden. Downstairs, the King of Flowers, Guan Shu Guan Mulin, was pruning rose branches.

"Hey, aunt is really going to force me to marry that romantic Yu Guanqun, right? That's absolutely impossible. I can't be sorry to Wen Zeyu. Besides, there's no reason for me to marry him. I'm not my cousin.

Why does she ask me like that?"

When Lan Cun'er thought about it, she felt more at ease. No matter how she thought about it, she thought it was impossible. If Zhu Lihan tied her up to get married, then if she had a chance to escape, she would definitely report it to her and warn her. She didn't believe it now.

The society still tolerates barbarism.

"Yes, my aunt is savage. Oh, I miss home so much!"

"Damn Wen Zeyu, why didn't you come back for so long? How long will it take for him to be out on location? I hate it..."

Fengyang Mountain Top Villa District, a newly developed luxury house for the rich in Guangdong City, the Yu Family Villa is located at the highest point of the mountain top. It overlooks the people below with a commanding posture. It is so impressive and magnificent that it makes people suspect that the owner is born to love to show off.

He has a weird and arrogant temper and loves to spend money. As if he is afraid that others will not know how rich he is, even the brass door handle at the door is pasted with gold nuggets, making it shiny and brilliant.

Zhu Lihan got out of the car and followed the driver into the living room of the luxurious villa under the guidance of the driver.

The living room is very large, twice as big as her living room, and is still more than enough to hold a large dance party.

Today, she is still wearing a black gauze skirt, her eyes are cold and arrogant, lonely and confused.

She withdrew her gaze, sat down on the sofa, and thought deeply about what was on her mind.

Blinking her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the photo of a middle-aged couple hanging on the opposite wall from the corner of her eye.

Suddenly, her rosy eyes were filled with a rare tenderness.

"snort!"

A dull and stern voice sounded from behind her, and immediately after, the old man walked towards her with steady steps and sat down on the sofa opposite her.


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