2791. Chapter 2791 [Oriental] condescending 20
Huangfu Hao didn't say anything, but just looked at gentle softly, his eyes were obscure, his eyes were very strange and complicated...
A gentle frown, and a strong sense of anxiety arose in his heart.
Why did Huangfu Hao look at himself like this?
Did he believe Wenwan's words?
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The two of them looked at each other like this, and no one spoke.
After a while, Huangfu Hao's eyes turned cold, "What else do you have to say?"
As soon as these words came out, a terrible suffocation was sank around.
Wen Wan knew that her goal had been achieved, she curled her lips and smiled proudly...
"What does it mean?" Wenrou was poured into a basin of cold water, which was so cold that it was in the bones. "Don't you believe me?"
"Gentle, tell me, what's going on?" Huangfu Hao had no expression on his face.
Looking at Huangfu Hao gently, his chest hurts and his heart is chilling.
Unexpectedly, he didn't believe in himself, but chose to believe in Wen Wan...
"I have nothing to say." Wenrou opened her eyes and stopped looking at Huangfu Hao, her lips cursingly.
The coldness and questioning in Huangfu's eyes were like sharp blades, constantly piercing the gentle heart cruelly, and bloody.
How ridiculous!
Her fiancé doubted and even questioned her just by just a few gentle words!
The relationship has been so fragile for more than two years.
Gentle's heart was cold and she thrust in despair, "Whatever she said is what she is."
Wenrou doesn't want to give any explanation-
Obviously, Huangfu Hao believed Wen Wan's words more.
If that's the case, what's the point of explaining her?
If you say too much, it will make people feel guilty.
Huangfu Hao remained silent, his jaw was tightly stretched, his fists were clenched, and he tried hard to control the anger in his chest.
Weird quiet.
Suddenly, a sarcastic ridicule came in from outside the door—
"So many people... Today's Wen Mansion is really lively."
This sound...
Gentle and soft shocked, and it is impossible to forget until death!
He had a gentle and white face and had stiffness for at least ten seconds before he could have strength.
Little by little, slowly raised your head.
Outside the door, the cold wind was blowing.
Dongfang Aoshi stood in the corridor at the door, behind him, the maid and servant who could not see him followed him, with a stunning grandeur.
He carried the light on his back, and the shadow covered him with thin and three-dimensional features, cold eyes, and his cold lips slightly hooked...
The tiny light and shadow came from the side and sprinkled on half of his face, with a natural domineering aura.
What did he do?
Gentle staggered and fell to the chair.
All the unbearable memories in my mind—
"Let me go! Dongfang Aoshi! You beast! Go to death! It hurts-"
"When I finish it, I will naturally let go."
"Beast! I am your wife's sister!"
"So what? There is nothing that I can't get when I want!"
"Let me go—"
"Do you think it's possible?" Dongfang Aoshi sneered with blood, his dark eyes like a man-eating beast.
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Gentle starts to have a headache.
She saw herself occupied by Dongfang Aoshi.
Pain, helplessness, sadness...
"I want to leave the palace and give birth to a child for me."
"Dream!"
"Dream? Let's try it, who is dreaming how?"
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No!
She doesn't want to try it!
He shook his head gently and his face turned pale, and he didn't want to recall any more.
She hugged herself tightly, her body trembling violently...
In shock.
The wrist was grabbed by the arms falling from the sky.
Gentle and slowly raise your head—
This chapter has been completed!