"Normal people will cherish what they love..." Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes, "But I'm afraid that Jian Chenche is not normal."
"What do you want!?"
"Look again, I'm curious about his reaction after watching the CD."
Ximen Longting glared at her: "You just like to torture me."
"Be good." Jing Jiaren stroked his cheek, "Wait ten more minutes."
"Wait while you do it."
"..."
…
Mengkui was running around the room like a happy little woman. The hot water in the bathtub was put in and flower petals were sprinkled on it.
She made tea for Jian Chenche again, poured out a cup to cool, and looked up at Boss Jian from time to time.
After he got the CD, he asked the maid to bring him a mini player and turned it on while leaning on the sofa.
Mengkui also wanted to go and see it, but she always knew the difference in identity between herself and Jian Chenche.
The young master said that as long as Jian Chenche wanted to marry her, he could marry her at any time and remove the bond of betrayal from his body.
Mengkui's eyes curled up with laughter. She felt that Mr. Jian didn't hate her that much.
And she is still pregnant with Jian Chenche's child...
As long as she makes some efforts, can she become an ordinary person and have ordinary happiness?
Mengkui recalled the scene after meeting Jian Chenche. He had a cold attitude towards her, and was more angry.
Does he hate her because he misunderstood her? As long as she expresses her feelings, let him eliminate the misunderstanding...
The more Mengkui thought about it, the more dizzy her mind became.
Does she want to confess?
She closed the door secretly and stood in front of the mirror, staring at herself with a flushed face——
"Mr. Jane, I like you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to bite off her tongue.
Although she is usually bold and can do anything to Jian Chenche, she has never expressed her feelings.
There is no way, she remembers her lowly status, how can she dream about him?
"Mr. Jian, I like you." "Mr. Jian, I love you." "Shuai Jian, I have liked you for a long, long time..."
Mengkui said it over and over again, letting her expression be natural.
"I really didn't betray you. I listened to the young master so much because there was a time bomb and a tracker embedded in my body. My brother and I were orphans since we were young. If there was no young master..."
In the empty bathroom, Meng Kui practiced her manuscript seriously.
I vaguely heard the sound of something being smashed in the living room——
Mengkui was stunned for a moment, what happened?
When he opened the door, he saw an extremely livid Jian Chenche on the sofa, and a smashed teapot lying on the floor.
"What's wrong, Mr. Jian, did the teapot accidentally break? It doesn't matter, don't move, I'll clean it up!" Meng Kui walked over quickly, planning to clean up the porcelain pieces.
Jian Chenche sat there with a gloomy face, saying nothing and looking abnormal.
Mengkui felt something was wrong and did not dare to ask any more questions.
Suddenly Jian Chenche stood up, rushed to an angel statue, and punched it.
Angel's glasses are monitors, and he was so careless that he didn't notice it a long time ago.
Everything about him is monitored by Ximen Longting.
The angel statue was carved from white jade, with fine workmanship and hard texture. He smashed it several times with his hand, but the statue remained firm and motionless.
There are similar statues monitoring the entire Leng Family Castle everywhere.
Jian Chenche vented his anger and grabbed a vase and smashed it on the statue's head, causing a piece of the angel's little wing to break.
His face was tense, his fists were clenched crazily, and he exuded an aura of rage!
Mengkui was stunned and did not dare to say anything.