She turned around and pressed her back against the door. She curled and pinched the door with her fingers, as if it could give her the final support. In the darkness, the man still sat in his original position without moving. The gaze he gave her was even sharper and colder.
cold.
"I want to leave." His voice was clear and loud, but his hands felt wet.
"Am I the last one to leave?"
Breathing heavily, Hua Yu banged the back of her head on the door. There was endless fear in the darkness, and she couldn't imagine whether the man in the darkness would turn into a beast and tear himself apart in the next second.
"If you are so unwilling to stay in the same room with me, there is a window over there." Unexpectedly, he actually started teasing, indicating that there were other ways for her to escape.
window!
Hua Yu looked at the wide open window on the side. The window leaf was open, and the white jacquard window screen was swaying gently in the night wind, like a girl's rotating skirt. There were jasmine flowers that her mother loved on the window rails, and the white buds were on them.
It swayed fragilely in the wind, as if the gentle night breeze could crush that slender life.
"Do you want to leave?" The figure sitting in the darkness exchanged their crossed legs, and gently touched the crystal glass filled with wine with his fingers. He looked like he was watching a good show.
Is this the female doll that Old Man Pang used to pay off the interest? She is very beautiful, but she lacks the charm and passion of a mature woman. Her young and stiff body may be difficult to satisfy his desires. Use her to pay off the interest of 400,000.
, it’s too cheap for Old Man Pang, and it just so happens that she doesn’t want to. If there is no loss in this transaction, it is equal to a gain. He is so worried about what kind of woman he wants, especially when he forces a woman to sleep with him, and he still spends money, spread the word
, it will make his buddies laugh out loud.
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the girl walking towards the window.
It's really interesting. Geng Yuhuai watched with interest, was she really ready to jump?
Walking to the window, Huayu's fingers gently stroked the jasmine flowers on the flower fence. She vaguely remembered the days when her mother took her to plant jasmine seeds. The white, delicate flowers have a unique and rich fragrance. My mother said that flowers have their own
The language of jasmine is "only". The father is the mother's only one, so the mother planted jasmine for her father. The father died, so the mother cannot live alone.
And she is not anyone's only one, not now, nor in the future. But she only hopes that her body and dignity can belong to her, remain innocent, and have no stain.
Third floor!
This is only the third floor. My mother fell to her death from the third floor, but she was not the mother.
Clinging to the window edge with both hands, the body jumped up lightly.
It's not that hard to jump, is it?
She fell unexpectedly, and a powerful force suddenly grasped her arm, forcing her body to stop mid-air on the platform.
Under the moonlight, the dangerous man finally walked out of the darkness.
~The flamboyant black hair has been spread over the shoulders, floating in the night wind without any restraint. The feminine facial features are more delicate than that of a woman, and there is wanton wildness in the eyes. There is a strong chill in the corner of the mouth.
"Am I so scary that you can't even risk your life to run away?"
The flower language was silent, and she didn't know how to answer. Her uncle's betrayal did not make her think how safe the man in the darkness was. Maybe he hadn't done anything to him yet, but there was no guarantee that nothing would be done to him in the future.
will happen.
"Do you want me to let you go, or do you want me to pull you up?"
He gave her another chance to choose. His voice was calm, but his warm fingers held an undeniable strength.
Hua Yu held her head high, suddenly feeling a little angry, and an uncontrollable stubborn rebellion flashed through her chest, causing her to blurt out an answer that she didn't even know she would have.
"I didn't ask you to save me..."
Before she could say anything else, Huayu felt that the strong force that originally held her suddenly disappeared, and then the wind suddenly sped up from her ears. She fell for just a few seconds, and there was a "bang" sound from her body.
There is contact with the ground.
The window of the study room faces the garden of Hua's family. The garden has been managed by Hua Yu's mother. The garden is filled with roses of various colors and varieties, which bloom alternately all year round. The seeds of the flowers are collected by Hua Yu's father from all over the world.
Come here because Hua Yunxiang knows that his wife likes flowers, but he doesn’t know that her wife loves flowers so much because his last name is Hua. Seven years have passed. At that time, he bought flower seeds and planted flowers for love.
The person who planted it has passed away, but this rose garden is still blooming alone and beautiful alone. The love sworn by each other is not as long-lasting as the flowers. I wonder if this is the magic barrier of flowers to love.
Now the people who manage this garden have become Hua Yu's uncle and mother. They don't have time to take care of it, but they need a beautiful garden to help them gain face in the upper class, so they specially hired a gardener to manage it.
Hua Yu fell into this carefully managed rose garden. The weak branches helped her absorb the force of her fall, but the thorny branches left countless small scratches on Hua Yu's body.
Struggling to half sit up, Hua Yu raised her head, but the man by the window did not leave. He rested his hand on the edge of the window sill, and a hint of a sideways smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Did it hurt from the fall?" He smiled, with a hint of teasing in the curve of his mouth.
Huayu wanted to stand up, but every movement of her ankle made her break into a cold sweat. She probably sprained her ankle. But how could such a strong character allow others to tease her? Gritting her teeth and holding her head high, she replied stubbornly: "I
very good."
"Congratulations on escaping from my clutches." Geng Yuhuai continued to sneer, then turned and walked back indoors.
What a stubborn girl, what a special girl, what a girl who is busy running away from herself. Pang Tongde actually has such a niece, maybe a niece, I seem to remember him saying this once. But who knows if it is true, Pang Tongde's
There are too many "nieces". He always introduces his "nieces" to different men. He thought to himself, but it is rare for the girl to have such a fierce reaction and such a stubborn character. Regardless of whether she is real or not
She is Pang Tongde's niece. Since Pang Tongde asked her to "receive guests", her fate can be imagined. Just because she didn't do anything to her doesn't mean that other men can let her go so easily. She finally
I wish I could be so lucky all the time.
He picked up the wine glass on the desk and took a sip.
The rich and exciting alcohol actually made him feel a slight sense of guilt in his heart.
Damn it, he secretly cursed in his heart. A demon who didn't even blink at killing people actually felt guilty just because he saw a woman wrestling. This kind of soft mentality could not even be accepted by himself.
After drinking all the wine in the glass, he decided not to think about that inexplicable girl anymore.
If he wants a woman, he has too many choices.
When I walked to the door of the study, I didn't even mean to open the door with my hands. I just raised my foot and kicked it hard, and a door panel was shattered.
A huge breaking sound cut through the music in the hall on the first floor. Everyone raised their heads and looked towards the source of the sound. After seeing Geng Yuhuai's livid face, Pang Tongde vaguely understood what had happened. He hurried upstairs and stood there.
At the corner of the stairs on the second floor, I met Geng Yuhuai who was going downstairs.
"Mr. Geng, Huayu didn't greet you well, did you feel angry?"
The flattering voice, flattering face, and deep disgust made Geng Yuhuai feel extremely bad.
"I want to see the 400,000 in interest in the office tomorrow morning, or I will bear the consequences."
No longer looking at the hypocritical face with a stiff smile, Geng Yuhuai went straight downstairs. Passing through the lobby on the first floor, passing through the people who stopped because he made "noise". He went directly to the car parked in the yard.
The sports car drove out of the "Flower House".
~What a damn night, I shook my head. I put a little more force on the accelerator, and the car shot out like an arrow.