As the Maybach sped forward, Mi Ruo kept looking out the window uneasily. When she realized that the street outside the window was not the road to Yan Shaojun's house, she immediately became vigilant.
By chance, a text message came to my phone at this time, which said: Where are you? I'll pick you up.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be... Li Yan!
Mi Ruo felt nervous for no reason and quickly put her phone back into her bag.
"What, is something wrong?" Yan Shaojun asked casually, but his eyes were staring straight ahead.
"No, spam text messages."
Yan Shaojun didn't think too much and continued to drive his car. Mi Ruo looked at the surrounding scenery, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong, and asked: "Didn't you say you were going to your house? But this road is wrong."
He smiled, "I'll take you to see our new home."
"Our... new home?" Mi Ruo was surprised. When did he and her have a home?
"After we get married, we will definitely live alone. The small bungalow in Four Seasons Garden here will be my residence after getting married. I will take you to see it first. If you are satisfied, we will make a decision. You can come back when you are free.
You can decorate your new house according to your own wishes. If you are not satisfied, I will look elsewhere."
"marry?"
"Yes, once you graduate and our relationship becomes stable, I will marry you right away."
Mi Ruo opened her mouth, unable to speak. Yan Shaojun was so thoughtful, she had to say that she was really moved by it, but she always felt like she was in a dream, feeling that happiness came too quickly and was too unreal.
Seeing that it was getting late and the road outside the window was getting quieter and quieter, Mi Ruo felt a little panicked and said, "Master Yan, can we not go there?"
Yan Shaojun's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Call me Shaojun."
"Shao... Shaojun?" Mi Ruo felt a little awkward.
"We are lovers, so of course we should be more affectionate. Isn't that good?"
Somehow, Mi Ruo always felt that Yan Shaojun was strange today, but she couldn't tell what was strange.
After a while, the Maybach finally arrived at the Four Seasons Garden, and Yan Shaojun took her hand and got out of the car.
This place is no different from the home of Yan Shaojun's parents. It is still a wealthy area. The 180-square-meter small bungalow is already very luxurious and out of reach for Mi Ruo. She followed Yan Shaojun into the house and awkwardly
Looking at the stylish living room.
Mi Ruo could not calm down all the time. From the moment she entered this small bungalow, she remembered the past when she worked as a servant in Yan Shaojun's family. Nightmarish memories suddenly filled her head, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
Yan Shaojun once hated her so much, but now he says he loves her, even wants to marry her, and has prepared a wedding room. Is this true?
"How's it going? Do you feel satisfied?"
Mi Ruo looked around and was speechless. She felt that she was not qualified to make any evaluation at all. Everything here was beyond her imagination.
Seeing that she was silent, Yan Shaojun asked softly: "Are you dissatisfied? Tell me what you don't like? Is it the decoration style? Or something else?"
His tone was so gentle that it made Mi Ruo feel at ease, "No, I'm very satisfied."
Yan Shaojun smiled with satisfaction, pulled her back to sit on the sofa, handed her a glass of red wine, and drank it himself.
Looking at his expectant eyes, Mi Ruo also took a shallow sip. The taste seemed to be pretty good, and she was indeed thirsty, so she took several more sips, and the silky, cold, sour and sweet taste slipped into her throat.
There was a faint hint of pink left on the lips.
Yan Shaojun looked at her pink lips, his throat tightened, and he asked quietly: "Mi Ruo, aren't you afraid that I will drug you?"
Mi Ruo raised her eyes in shock and became frightened when she saw Yan Shaojun's eyes that contained desire. Then she tried her best to calm her heart and said: "Shaojun, you are a noble man, I believe you will not do anything dirty."
Vulgar things.”
"Mi Ruo, it's great that you can think so." Yan Shaojun's expression changed slightly and he put down the cup in his hand, "Do you know? Mi Ruo, I think you are thinking hard..."
After saying this, he suddenly hugged Mi Ruo and pushed her into the sofa. Her head fell on the pillow behind her, and Yan Shaojun captured her lips.
Mi Ruo's head was pounded, and everything went blank.
