Xiang Yimo didn't dare to open the door to each room and look for it. He was afraid of encountering such a beautiful scene again. He stopped a maid and handed her the handbag, "You can take it to the bedroom for me!"
"It's madam!"
Following the maid, we finally found Xiang Rumo's room. She stayed in the room one day, reading and drawing, and completing her graduation project.
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That night.
The vast night sky was covered by a thick layer of dark clouds, covering the bright moonlight and the bright starlight. The sky was so pure and completely dark.
The evening breeze was sharp and biting, and the howling wind swept away the remaining chill.
With a sound of "Bang——", the door was suddenly kicked open. It was like a thunder in the silent night. The sudden violent noise woke up Xiang Yimo who was sleeping lightly. His thin body trembled slightly and his head was buried in the bed.
, held his breath, not daring to take a big breath.
Who could it be at this time? Could it be Xiang Rumo’s husband?
The hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Xiang Yimo's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She imagined what he looked like in her mind. Could he be a middle-aged bald man, a fat man with a fat head, or a lame man with hemiplegia?
"Shua—" With a wave of his arm, the silk fell to the ground.
Suddenly, a burst of cold air spread to Xiang Yimo's limbs. She closed her eyes tightly, not daring to move.
"Humph! Still pretending to be asleep!" A sneer came from his head, and his cold tone was as sharp and biting as the biting cold wind.
A strong force suddenly pulled her up.
Xiang Yimo opened her eyes and looked at him for a moment. She blinked, her bright eyes were good at seeing the stars. She was so frightened that her eyes suddenly opened wide. This... this man was not the one who molested him in the "Ye-Se" bar.
Man, he is actually Xiang Rumo's husband. We are really enemies of each other, so I asked her to take revenge!
"Why are you having epilepsy so late at night? If you want to see a doctor, go to a mental hospital!" Xiang Yimo looked at him sideways in a daze, with his sharp facial contours, long and sharp eyebrows, and thin, cold lips.
The man looked arrogant and looked like a god, but his whole body was enveloped in a sinister and cold aura.
There was a strong anger in the dark eyes, and the scar on his forehead looked hideous and terrifying. Nangong Han raised his eyebrows, "Did you hit Mina again last night?"
"Who is Mina?" When Xiang Yimo saw him, he was filled with anger. He put aside his previous anxiety and fear and blurted out what was on his mind.
"Pa--" Nangong Han saw her fake appearance and became furious. He stretched out his hand and slapped her, "Pretending to me again!"
A slap without warning made Xiang Yimo fall sideways on the bed. Suddenly there was a roar in his ears and a burning pain on his cheek.