Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was a violent storm, the petals of the flowers were beaten by the rain, and the branches and leaves were swaying in the wind and rain.
Servants came and went in the hall, making final preparations for the arrival of Ji Ziang and Wen Xinnuan.
Only Jian Chenche's side was filled with stagnant silence.
After a while, Mengkui calmed down and raised her head, smiling and saying:
"The beautiful woman said that she will not hurt you. You are her brother, and the freedom of imprisoning you is temporary."
"..."
"You seem to have lost a lot of weight. Have you been very hard in the past half month?"
"..."
"Ah, by the way, in fact, if you like children, you can find a woman to be a surrogate mother. This is how the beauty and the young master met in the first place." Meng Kui racked her brains to think about the topic, trying to break the silence.
Jian Chenche stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window without saying a word.
Mengkui picked up the avocado on the table: "This avocado tastes very good. Can I peel one for you?"
"..."
Mengkui was used to Jian Chenche being silent anyway, so she started telling interesting stories one after another while peeling a pear, not knowing whether Jian Chenche was listening or not, as if it didn't matter whether he listened or not.
As long as her voice was ringing, her heart wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.
Mengkui tells it alone and laughs at the same time, as if she is in a self-directed and self-acted story.
Between her and Jian Chenche, isn't it always her who sings solo?
The heavy rain came one after another, beating on the glass and shedding water droplets like tears.
The flowerbed was covered with miserable petals. When Jian Chenche heard the footsteps of the woman approaching, all the muscles in his body tensed.
"Boss Jian, I'm eating a pear!" Meng Kui pretended to be happy, "Here you go."
"..."
"Are you so troubled because you are thinking about the child?"
She reluctantly asked, "Actually, I have an idea. I can help you give birth, and then you don't have to find a surrogate mother. Isn't this a good idea?"
Jian Chenche turned around suddenly: "Don't even think about it!"
Mengkui's face turned pale, and she quickly smiled: "You finally spoke."
"..."
"I know you won't agree, I just want you to respond to me." Mengkui smiled again, holding the cut pear in her hand and inserting the toothpick, "Let's try it?"
"Why haven't you disappeared yet?"
It pierced his eyes when he saw the smile on her face...
The bright piercing eyes make me want to take off that smiling mask!
How can a woman be so shameless, so heartless, and still laugh at a moment like this!
Sure enough, Meng Kui was stabbed so hard that her heart stopped, but her smile remained the same: "Tonight..."
"..."
"Or now?"
So impatient to let her go?
She said a little incoherently, "I thought I would disappear after the banquet. Of course I will keep my word. You see, it's hard for me to dress so beautifully tonight, right? I want you to take a few more glances..."
Jian Chenche glanced at her and then looked at the heavy rain outside the window without interest.
The dark night made the glass look like a mirror. Meng Kui stood behind him holding a plate. Her slender skirt accompanied her innocent face, which was cute and sexy.
She stared at his back, the smile on her face became more and more lonely, and the hands she raised were a little tired.
never mind.
He has never seen any beautiful women?
Compared with Jing Jiaren, she is too far behind, too far away...
Meng Kui's figure swayed, and she used her last strength to raise a smile: "Okay, I'm leaving."