Jian Chenche raised his head coldly: "Is what you said that day true?"
"What day?"
"You know it yourself!"
Mengkui was crying, she had said so many things, I really didn’t understand...
"Are you asking about what I just said over there in the hall? It's all true... I know that I said I was going to disappear several times and then appeared in front of you again, which made you think I was a person who went back on my word." Meng Kui dug her fingers.
, "I said, I am just a servant, I have no freedom, and many times, I have no way to control the situation."
Jian Chenche's face turned even colder, that's not what he wanted to hear!
"I will definitely keep my promise this time, because the young master promised that Mr. Mu can take me away."
"..."
"The young master personally promised that the day after Mr. Mu and I get married, I will be completely free."
Ximen Longting will give her the key...
Jian Chenche pursed her lips and tensed her body.
It was as if his entire body was a tight string that could break at any time!
"Not these."
"Well?"
"That's not what I want to hear!"
So what does he want to hear?
Jian Chenche suddenly stood up from the chair, walked up to her in a few strides, and held her shoulders with both hands.
His breath suddenly came so close to her. He really didn't drink. His refreshing smell hit her...
Mengkui was lost for a moment. When she remembered the fire, he hugged her tightly from behind.
"Mr. Jian, I don't understand..." Meng Kui looked at him in confusion.
Why did he save her in the first place? Was it because he was close and could just give her a hand?
Jian Chenche is still kind-hearted. If he sees someone burning behind his back, he will hug him to put out the fire...
To him, that hug might just be a way to put out a fire.
Mengkui also wanted to suspect that he might really have thoughts about her, but... after asking for confirmation again and again and being hurt again and again, she was afraid that if she thought so much again, she was just being sentimental.
"Don't look at me with such a pretentious expression," Jian Chenche said resentfully, "You obviously know everything... Do you have to force me!?"
"I really don't understand..." What do you understand?
"slave!"
"Yes...I am a slave."
Jian Chenche looked angrily and wanted to say something, but those words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them out.
What did he want to say? Ask her when she confessed to him and said she loved him, was it from the bottom of her heart, or was Ximen Longting asking her to do so? If the result was the latter, what should he do?
If it's the former, does he believe it or not...
Jian Chenche stared at her with strange eyes and realized that before she could ask, she had fallen into a strange circle.
Pain, entanglement, fear of loss, worry about gains and losses...
He fell in love with a woman for the first time, and he couldn't understand this anxious emotion.
"Mr. Jian, no matter what you want to ask me, I can only say that except for the fact that I am arranged by the young master to be by your side... I did approach you with impure intentions at the beginning, but I have never lied to you.
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"..."
"Every word I said to you is true." Meng Kui's thick eyelashes were raised, and her eyes were filled with sincerity as always.
She had never deceived him, but he didn't trust her...because from the beginning, he regarded her as a woman with ill intentions.
Jian Chenche's heart pounded hard. She told the truth...she liked him...
There were two unnatural expressions on Jian Chenche's handsome face.