Jian Chenche's nerves were twitching. He hated a woman who kept telling her to leave and appearing in front of him again and again.
What she said was contradictory, proving that every word she said was untrustworthy.
However, the scales in his body were still shaking.
"I'm pregnant with the baby now, and I can't let you touch me again..." Mengkui defended herself in a low voice, "I didn't know that you were also arranged to enter this room."
"..."
"If I knew, I would definitely ask to change rooms."
After finishing her words, Mengkui bit her lip again. It would be useless to change rooms.
Since it was arranged by the young master, wherever she lives, Mr. Jian will be arranged...
The ice surging in the space stung her so much.
She had given up completely and felt uncomfortable even looking at Jian Chenche.
"Then... you sleep here and I'll go out."
"..."
Mengkui covered the quilt with only one head exposed, moving on the ground like a spring roll.
Jian Chenche sat on the bed indifferently, watching her move slowly.
No one likes the feeling of being designed. He feels like he is being played by this woman from beginning to end.
"Sorry, Miss Meng, the young master has ordered that neither you nor Mr. Jian can leave this room tonight. Please rest."
As soon as I opened the door, I was stopped by the guard outside.
The door closed in front of her and the lock was unlocked from the outside.
Mengkui stood there blankly, stiffness and embarrassment welling up from the soles of her feet.
How much Jian Chenche hates her was clearly shown tonight, and she has completely recognized herself...
But what to do, what can she do?
Feeling powerless like never before...
Mengkui rolled up her quilt and stood in front of the door, not daring to look back. She kept fiddling with the door lock and knocking on the door softly.
"Have you had enough acting?"
Jian Chenche's tepid voice came. She hadn't acted enough, but he had seen enough.
The cold voice was full of impatience.
Mengkui knew how annoying she was at this time: "I really...have no freedom..."
"..."
"I'm just a servant. Not everything I want to do is designed like this... I never wanted to design you."
"..."
"I was also surprised when the baby came."
"Unexpected," Jian Chenche said with a calm and calm expression, his lips full of sarcasm, "Time is neither fast nor slow, it just happens to be at this time."
"Because it was an accident, it was something I couldn't control! If I really wanted to harm you, I wouldn't have tried every means to let you go..." For the sake of his freedom, she betrayed her master and even died.
No more.
Jian Chenche raised her lips: "Let me go and use hard-to-get tactics to capture me. Do you think your charm can control my turning back?"
Mengkui looked at him in shock - she knew he would misunderstand her, but he misunderstood her so deeply.
"You thought... you didn't come back to me, that's why the young master captured you - I never thought that I would have such great charm to make you come back. You think that I let you go because it was all a carefully planned plot
A scam?”
Jian Chenche responded with cold eyes.
They even know the details of Ximen Longting's affair so clearly, how can they trust him?
"You think the child was designed by me. I knew in advance that the child was pregnant, so I let you go at this time..."
Meng Kui cried sadly, "I didn't know... I turned out to be so powerful and turned into a complete scheming woman."
"Isn't it?"
This short four-word question negated everything Mengkui had given to him.