His deep eyes turned into ice when she said those few words, and the burning cigarette butts were pressed into the palms of his hands along with the curled fingers. He stood up, and the strong darkness broke from his body and the disguise of indifference was broken. Chapter 1
Once, Geng Mo saw a bloodthirsty cold light in his eyes.
Geng Mo was startled, and subconsciously pulled his arm. However, he violently threw him to the wall next to him. Holding the wall, Geng Mo wanted to stand up, but his fingers just touched the cold wall.
The whole person has been pulled in front of him by another brutal force.
His scarlet eyes were tightly opposite to hers, and his noses were almost touching. His fury and rage were pressed close to her face. He tried hard to suppress the urge to squeeze her to death. This
How dare a woman betray her trust again and again.
"You lied." He said three words from his teeth, not knowing whether he was telling himself or her.
"Didn't you always send people to follow us?" Geng Mo asked without fear of death.
"What time did I enter the hotel and what time did I leave the hotel. I'm afraid you are better than me..."
"If you say one more word, I will kill that kid right away." He pushed the body in front of him away hard, and the murderous intent on Geng Yuhuai's face became even stronger. The pain in his heart made him want to use blood to calm it down.
The woman who gave her life to love could still be so confident when she betrayed him.
"I still have a lot of things to do, you can't put me under house arrest."
"Let you find your new love?"
"Then do you admit that you are my old love?" Geng Mo's face turned cold, with sadness and grievance accumulating in his heart.
The next second her jaw fell into his grasp, and he held it so hard that her jawbone almost broke.
"If you were smarter, you'd better not just try to anger me."
"Then let me out."
"It can't be done!" His refusal was firm and forceful: "I said that your revenge has a bottom line, but you obviously didn't listen to my words. Don't I know what your plan is? You spend ten thousand to buy a baby and a baby.
Do you think you can successfully marry Bo Chen if you go to bed with him?"
"You know why you are still asking me." He met Geng Yuhuai's furious eyes. Indeed, everything about her was a trick in front of him. He knew her so well that he could know all the thoughts in her heart without words.
But she didn't understand why he was still so angry and even detained her since he knew she had not betrayed him.
"Obviously, you forgot that you are still my thing. And my things can only stay with me." Yes, everything Geng Mo did was predictable to Geng Yuhuai, and her current reaction
It also proves the fact that Geng Yuhuai least wants to accept. Her revenge is not just to attack the Pang family and hurt Pang Yaji. She wants to marry Bo Chen, and she wants Bo Chen's family property. This is a terrible plan, and in this plan,
There were signs that she wanted to get rid of him.
She was taught by him, and she seemed to have a unique talent for seduction dramas. However, Geng Yuhuai was not sure whether he was part of her scheme. In fact, he had no complaints. He had already been exploited.
He was mentally prepared, but when he thought about her wanting to get rid of him, his overwhelming anger made him want to destroy everything.
"I'm warning you for the last time, if you plan to marry Bo Chen to attack the Pang family, then you are not worthy of my cherishment. I will end everything in my own way."
Geng Mo raised his eyes, he actually knew. He already knew her plan before she took action. How could he know her so well.
Watching him turn and leave, Geng Mo finally called him out: "Wait a minute, do me another favor." He took a few steps forward, took out a disc with a diameter less than the length of his middle finger from his pocket, and handed it to
In front of him: "Send it to Pang Yalash for me!"
Geng Yuhuai lowered his head and looked at the disc in her hand without even frowning. He thought about it with his fingers and knew what it was. Her hatred was caused by him, and he was responsible for her pampering, happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy.
, has no extra mercy for other people. Apart from leaving him, he can help her achieve all her requirements, even if it means torturing, hurting, or even killing.
He left the room and took the disc with him. She knew he would help her. In fact, to be fair, he tolerated himself too much, but she repeatedly tested the bottom line of his tolerance for herself. Some people were not willing to accept it so easily.
Just let Pang Yalash go. The disc was originally intended to be a special gift to Pang Yalash when Bo Chen married her, but now... I believe the effect will be much worse. But there is no way, she knows that whatever Geng Yuhuai said can be done
It's coming, and she doesn't want the game to end so soon.
Now I can only hope that Geng Yuhuai won't be angry for too long and won't shut himself up for too long.
hehe……
Geng Mo sat back on the sofa, put his feet back on the seat, hugged a pillow and put it under his chin. Uncontrollably, a smile appeared on his face.
I really want to see with my own eyes what Pang Yali looked like when she was abandoned. I don’t know what effect it will have if the CD that I have been grudged against is sent to the Pang family.
Whose turn is it next?
Purple Sophora japonica?
Pang Tongde’s eldest daughter ~ Pang Yayuan?
Pang Tongde’s youngest son ~ Pang Yaxuan?
Burying his head into the pillow, the suffocating feeling could not suppress the overly excited blood.
Is there anything in the world that makes her happier than this?
My teeth subconsciously started biting my nails, yes!
There are at least two things in the world that can make her happy. One is to reunite with her lost sister, and the other is to have a future with that indifferent and cold man. But...
Could she be too greedy?
Inexplicably, the "Cross" painting that hung in her bedroom in Las Vegas came to mind. The strong colors, the strong light and shadow. The blood that was boiling suddenly cooled down.
Dusk was outside the window, and she was protected in his world, even refusing the visit of time. But he couldn't keep the alternation of light and darkness.
For more than forty days, Geng Yuhuai never visited her room again. She seemed to have forgotten about her, but news about the Pang family and the "Bai family" was delivered on time every day.
That morning, while eating the breakfast brought by the servant, Geng Mo habitually read the morning newspaper that Geng Yuhuai had prepared for her. Various reports about the Pang family and the "Bai family" had been in the newspaper for nearly a month, and they finally started from scratch.
The headlines have gradually been moved back to the financial section, and some newspapers even mention it occasionally and still place it in the entertainment section.
People are really cruel! They never mind basing their after-dinner conversations on the pain of others.
At this moment, the "Pang family" is in this new round of turbulence, and even the century-old accounts have been dug up again. Such a naked display of those disgraceful pasts in front of the public. This is different from what I did in Las Vegas.
The situation on the auction block in Vegas is surprisingly similar.
However, one thing Geng Mo didn't expect was that according to Geng Yuhuai, the "Pang family" was quite powerful in both black and white circles. This time, they did not use their power to suppress various media reports.
perhaps……
After thinking about it, Geng Mo felt a little clearer. How could she forget that there was Geng Yuhuai beside her? He was naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp. He sent these things to her every day, which was nothing more than telling her
She, he has already taken over what she wants to do. He is still not sure about himself.
Is he still afraid of her running away?
No, she doesn't want to run away anymore.
Geng Mo turned her head and saw seven small pots of white jasmine flowers neatly placed on the window railing outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The almost transparent white petals in the sunlight were telling the vows made by the indifferent and condensed man to her. She never understood why Geng Yuhuai was so so.
She prefers white jasmine, why even her name is "Mo", but now she knows.
The flower language of white jasmine ~ unique!
He hinted at her more than once, but she was blinded by hatred. She was unwilling to face this feeling. Later, even if she was forced to express her true feelings, she always hesitated and suppressed them. But now? I don’t know if it’s because of this.
He successfully retaliated against Pang Yalash, which allowed his hatred to be vented a little. The free thoughts actually began to notice his hints.
Yes, a man like him would never express his love. His method may be circuitous, tactful, or even hidden, but once discovered, it will be more touching and heartbreaking.
Turning his eyes back to the newspaper, there was no news about the Pang family on the front page today. Geng Mo turned to the financial page as a habit, casually looking at the headlines in the newspaper, and with the other hand he lifted the milk on the plate and drank it slowly.
I have always liked to drink a glass of milk for breakfast, but I don’t know why recently I feel like I dislike the taste less and less. It smells so fishy!
Finally she couldn't bear it anymore and Geng Mo put down the cup. The smell simply made her nauseous.
Opening the originally folded newspaper with both hands, I finally found a piece of news about the "Pang Family" in the lower right corner of the financial page:
"Ponzi entrepreneur" committed suicide after falling down from a building with two thousand gold coins!
Suddenly, Geng Mo stood up from the sofa. His mind suddenly went completely blank.
Falling from a building?
In "Flower House"?
Pang Yalash! That girl who smiles like an angel?
Her heart tightened at this moment. She should be happy, she really should be happy. But why was the corner of her eyes sore? She finally destroyed a member of the "Pang family" with her own hands. She not only broke the angel's wings, but she also
She broke the angel's smile, and even made the angel leave this world completely. She should have laughed loudly, but why did her face get wet?
Why are all the images in my mind of Pang Yali holding a doll in front of me and smiling at me when she was a child? Why are all my thoughts in my mind the image of Pang Yali holding her hand and calling me when she was sent to Singapore by Pang Tongde to study at the age of 16?
Waiting for her to come back.
What is this? Geng Mo looked at her hands that were wet. Are they tears? Are these the tears she shed for Pang Yalash? No! No! Her father did such terrible things to the Hua family, and now she is just taking revenge.
And she succeeded, she should laugh. But she was crying, and what fell in her palms was not a smile, but tears. Geng Mo began to shake his head, and the tears flew everywhere with the increasing swing.
She wanted to take revenge, she wanted everyone in the "Pang family" to feel pain and taste life worse than death, but she never thought about taking Pang Yali's life. She held her hand and said half-coquettishly: "I
From now on, instead of calling you Secretary Geng, I’ll call you Sister Geng.” That smiling face was still as clear as if I had just seen it yesterday, but now...
She just celebrated her 21st birthday.
But this bud that was about to bloom was crushed by her hands.
Throwing away the newspaper, she rushed to the door. She wanted to take a look. She didn't believe that she had really killed her.
The door was opened, and there were still two bodyguards sent by Geng Yuhuai standing at the door. They were a little surprised, obviously they didn't expect Geng Mo to rush out of the room. They had been guarding here for more than a month, and nothing like this had ever happened.
"Miss..." Although they were surprised, the two bodyguards immediately realized what had happened, rushed forward, and were in front of Geng Mo in less than two steps.
"Get out of here!" Geng Mo roared, her body sliding to the side, dodging the palms of the two people patting her shoulders. She lowered her body, swept her legs, and directly attacked the lower body of the two people. The aisle was not very wide, and
Both bodyguards were concerned. They were only sent to protect her and prevent her from leaving. The attention from the top made them know that their actions must be serious. Therefore, they defended more and attacked less, narrowly avoiding Geng Mo's series of attacks.
The situation is actually at a disadvantage.
"Miss, where are you going? Let's ask for instructions first, okay?" One of the bodyguards started to persuade while ducking, hiding in an extremely awkward manner. While talking, he accidentally received a "hand knife" on his left shoulder.
.Geng Mo's kung fu is not very good, but after all, he has been specially trained. He was hit hard, and it was really painful.
When another bodyguard saw that his companion had been attacked, his men intensified their force. This was probably the most useless protection mission for both of them.
At this moment, the door of Geng Yuhuai's study room suddenly opened. Apparently, the movement outside finally alerted him.
"Geng Mo!" Seeing the three people fighting together, he unconsciously called her name.
Geng Mo turned around instinctively, and he was actually at home. It was just a flash of consciousness, a pain in the back of his neck, his whole vision went dark, his body fell limp, and his last consciousness was floating in her familiar arms.
Rose!
The whole courtyard is filled with enchanting red roses. When the wind blows, the flowers spread their fragrance.
The flying red color carries a gorgeous and destructive flavor under the golden and transparent sunlight.
Hua Yu was sitting on a stone platform in the courtyard of the "Flower House", holding in her hand a large handful of red roses that her mother had just pruned, which were to be placed in a large vase in the living room.
The half-opened rose buds are eager to speak but still shy. Huayu's little hands carefully hold the flower branches. The roses are very thorny, and if you are not careful, you may prick your tender fingers.
"Sister!" Someone called her, Huayu turned around, and there were two girls smaller than her and an even smaller boy standing behind her.
"Who are you?" Hua Yu asked, her little chin raised slightly proudly.
"My name is Pang Yayuan." She responded very clearly, and then the little girl who spoke pointed to the taller girl and said: "This is my sister Pang Yayuan." Then she pointed to the short little boy: "This
It’s my brother Pang Yaxuan.”
"I don't know you." Hua Yu stood up defensively and straightened her little back. She was the little master of this house, and she didn't know how they got in.
"My mother is Zihuai." The little girl named Pang Yalash stood in the sun and explained while smiling at Huayu. Her thin teeth looked like little white shells on the beach in the sun.
It turned out to be Aunt Huai's child, and the flower language was somewhat clear. The little chin was still raised high: "Who allowed you to come to the garden."
After hearing this, Pang Yayuan's originally smiling face changed color, she stamped her feet heavily, pulled up Pang Yaxuan and Pang Yalash, turned around and wanted to run away, but the arm holding Pang Yalash was pulled away.
"Ya eyelids!" Pang Yayuan was a little annoyed, and reached out to pull Pang Ya eyelids' little hand, but was thrown away again.
"Sister, I want to play here."
"No one welcomes you, so why are you so shameless?"
"Who said you're not welcome?" As if to prove her words, Pang Yalash actually stepped forward and grabbed Hua Yu's hand: "Sister Hua, you are so beautiful."
Huayu originally wanted to shake off Pang Yalash's hand, but when she saw her eyes shining brightly in the sun, soft with envy, and with some flattering words, Huayu actually didn't throw them away.
Her hands were so small and white, and a happy smile appeared on her face, as if the happiness was just because the flower language did not let go of her hand.
This was the first time Huayu met Pang Yalash. At that time, Huayu was 8 years old and Pang Yalash was 5 years old.
Time passes and things change.
Today she and she have actually come this far.
Waking up from her sleep, Geng Mo found herself back in the bedroom where she was detained. The house was empty, Geng Yuhuai was not there, and there was no one around her. She was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt. But there was something on the pillow cover.
There were heavy wet marks. Water vapor began to fill the eyes again, and finally the vision was blurred.
She wanted to take revenge, but who believed that she never thought about taking Pang Yali's life.
It's that CD!
It was she who personally recorded the CD of Bo Chen sleeping with another woman. Pang Yalash must have had thoughts of death because of that CD. She and her mother seemed to be very fragile, even dealing with betrayal in the same way.
Fall!
"Flower House" is like a magic building - women who have lost their hearts actually choose to end their lives there!
Geng Mo had never felt so dirty for a moment. It felt like she had killed someone with her own hands and blood was splashed on her body and face. She got up from the bed, walked to the bathroom connected to the bedroom, and turned on the shower
, without adjusting the water temperature, he just let the cold water droplets spray on his face and body.
"Rinse it clean!" She murmured to herself: "Rinse away the blood stains and tears of revenge."
The cold water droplets hit the skin with some pain, hitting the tip of the tongue, mixed with the salty tears, making Geng Mo's heart twitch and twitch.