119: I wish I could be cut into pieces with a thousand swords
Back home, He Chuchu was in a good mood.
To be honest, she still felt like she was dreaming until now. She didn't know why the cold man suddenly agreed to develop further with her. She was frightened.
But luckily he said that he had told her in advance that they could have their own freedom in private and not interfere with each other. That was fine, as long as he acknowledged their relationship, Lan and...
You shouldn’t embarrass her anymore, right?
If that man is willing to give him a chance, she will slowly seize him. She knows that it is impossible for a man like him to seize him all at once.
She breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing when she thought about what happened in the restaurant today.
Maybe that girl is really new. Even she can't imagine that a man as cold as him can lose control. It seems that he is special to her! But that kind of woman who is different from them is only suitable for women like him.
Just have fun and try something new, right?
Luogen grew up and could not stay with a man like him who was destined to be superior and noble for a long time. She did not pose a threat to her, so she would not impulsively destroy her for the sake of longevity.
Alas! A wealthy family is so complicated, but it always reveals irresistible temptations to anyone.
She walked into the bathroom, took a shower, and rested for a while. In the evening, she felt bored, so she wanted to read in the study room on the second floor.
This used to be the place where Lan Yu worked. Of course, she only dared to come here after getting special permission. But it was only when he was not at home that she avoided the possibility of meeting him unless he took the initiative to come to her.
He hadn't come back at this time, and she thought he might not come back today, so she walked up.
There is a room at the end of the third floor. It is said that it is the room of the real Lan Xinrou. Since her death, that room has become a forbidden area and no one is allowed to enter.
He came to the door of the study and took a hesitant look. Somehow, He Chuchu had the urge to explore that mysterious place.
No, maybe this is not impulse, but her curiosity all the time. After pretending for so long, she has a desire in her heart to find out what kind of person the real Lan Xinrou is.
I heard from the old servant here that Lan Yu loved his sister very much. Unfortunately, she didn't believe it at all. If she really loved her so much, why did she, who was pretending to be his sister, receive such a bad attitude from him? Why was she so bad?
People's curiosity is like a poppy. Sometimes they know it is dangerous, but if they cannot get inner satisfaction, they will be driven to do some taboo things.
After hesitating for a while, He Chuchu finally couldn't resist the strong desire for knowledge in her heart, and she walked in that direction by accident——
Taking a deep breath, she felt unprecedentedly nervous. She put her hand on the doorknob, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally gritted her teeth and opened the closed door.
No one had lived there for a long time, but when she opened the door, He Chuchu was surprised to find that there was no smell of dust. In the darkness, she fumbled for the light switch.
'Snapped'--
The clean and clear room was bright. Looking at the scene in front of her, she opened her eyes wide and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
What she saw in front of her was a very beautiful princess room with a retro yet modern design.
By stroking one by one with your slender fingers, you can tell how bright and clean the indoor windows are. You can imagine that people are ordered to clean them every day. There are aqua-blue gauze hanging on the four corners of the large silk bed, and various kinds of things are placed on the bed.
Cute toys and Barbie dolls, as well as a set of cute pink and purple pajamas.
Such vivid furnishings make it seem as if someone still lives here. At night, the princess in the house will put on this pajamas and sleep peacefully with a soft Barbie doll in her arms.
There is a large poster on the wall. On the poster is a girl with a peaceful smile. She has very delicate facial features and clean pupils. It can be seen that she is a mixed-race beauty. The dress of the European and American palaces makes her look like an aristocratic princess.
He Chuchu took a closer look and seemed to be able to see some familiar places, some blue and outline mechanisms. This must be his sister herself, right?
Sighing slightly, she thought she might have some similarities with his sister, but upon closer inspection, they had almost zero similarities. In this case, didn't so many people know that she was a fake?
?
Not to mention the engagement with President Xiao, doesn’t the head of the Black Hell Clan know about it? Why does Lan Yu insist on her marrying that cold man?
When she came to the desk, she browsed briefly. She opened the drawer at random and found a photo frame inside.
She picked it up with some curiosity. On the lower left corner of the back of the photo embedded inside, there was the word "Beloved" written in Juanxiu's handwriting.
Puzzled, she turned it over and saw a man in the photo. Just as she was trying to see who it was with trembling hands, a voice suddenly sounded at the door, which frightened her so much that she dropped the photo frame in her hand.
"What are you doing!" A low and terrifying voice sounded without warning.
He Chuchu was suddenly startled, and the delicate photo frame slipped from her hands and fell into the opened drawer. Turning her head, her pretty face turned pale, and her trembling body was shrouded in guilt and fear.
"I, I...why are you back? Didn't you mean..." His eyes drifted from left to right, but he didn't dare to look directly at him.
He Chuchu thought that God must be deliberately punishing her! She would not come back sooner or later, but at this time, Lan Yu came back.
Lan Yu walked toward her with angry steps, anger clearly etched on his face.
The frightened He Chuchu instinctively wanted to run away, but she knew that it was irrational to do so at the moment. She knew Lan Yu, so she felt even more terrible.
She trembled with lips and hesitated to speak. She leaned her slender back against the edge of the table and put one hand on the table to support her legs, which were so frightened that they were weak and unable to move.
Coming to her sinisterly, Lan Yu stared at her sinisterly and asked angrily: "How dare you, who allowed you to come in here! Don't tell me that you didn't know this is forbidden!"
"I, I didn't mean it." He had a guilty conscience and had no words to defend himself. He Chuchu could only apologize in a low voice, "No, there won't be a next time. I promise..."
Regardless of how pitiful she was, Lan Yu grabbed her slender wrist and squeezed her with uncontrollable strength, causing pain.
Pain appeared on his face, but He Chuchu didn't dare to cry out in front of the angry man, and just frowned slightly in embarrassment.
"There won't be a next time?" Lan Yu scolded gloomily, "You are not qualified to guarantee me! If a man can't handle it, what else can you guarantee yourself?"
He Chuchu wrung his little hands and lowered his head: "I..."
After throwing her away, Lan Yu yelled without any warmth, "Get out of here! Get out of here right now."
He Chuchu staggered a few steps and almost tripped over the blanket on the ground.
She knew she had offended him, so she didn't dare to say anything. She raised her steps and ran away awkwardly, for fear that he would use some means to punish her later.
Still sullen, Lan Yu stared coldly at the woman's back as she left in a hurry, feeling nameless annoyance.
But he knew in his heart that the fire in his heart was not because she broke into the bedroom without permission. It was because this woman dared not to listen to him! She had always taken his words as an imperial edict, when did she become so bold?
Was it Nan Muli who gave me the courage?
In my mind, I thought of the scene of her holding hands and appearing in front of the media with Nan Muli, and her handsome face became even more gloomy!
Is it because she thought she was about to marry Nan Muli, so she felt that her wings were strong and she could act unscrupulously?
A hint of evil appeared in his narrow eyes, and a strange and sinister sneer appeared on his deep and unpredictable face.
Hum! You are all destined to be playthings in my hands. Until I get tired of playing with you, no one can be free or escape!
His eyes moved to the opened drawer. He picked up the photo frame and stared coldly at the person in the photo. A trace of hatred suddenly appeared. He shook his hand and threw the disturbing photo back into the drawer. His movements were a little rough and impatient.
Push the drawer back hard.
The person in this photo wishes he could be cut into pieces!
The reason why he didn't burn the photo was simply because he was afraid that his baby would be sad.
As long as it was anything she left behind, even if he didn't like it, he would just ignore it and not destroy it. He promised not to let him die.
But, he won't let him get happiness either!
Walking to the poster on the wall, Lan Yu lovingly stretched out his hand to caress her outline. Silently lamenting, silly sister, why are you so stupid, why don't you listen to him——
***……
When I woke up, it was completely dark.
I don't know what time it was, Xia Baoer stretched his waist lazily, and when he woke up, his stomach also woke up, and he was happily planning an empty city.
Looking around, she was alone in the dark bedroom.
Feeling her belly and getting out of bed, she opened the door and found that there was light in the connected room next door.
After a pause, she subconsciously walked towards the room and gently opened the ajar door.
In the slit, a tall figure faced away from her.
He was standing in front of the window in the room, with one hand in his trouser pocket and a cigarette between the fingers of the other hand.
The sparks of cigarette butts are looming, and the smell of smoke in the room is very strong. I wonder how long he has been here and how many cigarettes he has smoked. His tall and majestic back looks tall and broad, but there is a strong feeling of arrogance and loneliness.
She twisted her palms, and she didn't know why she felt this way. It could be seen that he was always so depressed and desolate when he was alone, and his heart clenched unconsciously, feeling a little distressed, a little overwhelmed, and a little... annoying
Such a self.
He is obviously so hateful, and he obviously doesn't want to care about him.
However, seeing how lonely he was, she couldn't turn a blind eye. After he did such an excessive thing to her, why couldn't she be cruel? This must be a bit of a shame, right?
He wanted to turn around and leave, but he couldn't help but move his feet closer to him.
She saw him pick up the cigarette again, put it in his mouth, took a deep breath, frowned slightly, and exhaled the smoke lightly. His handsome face was hazy, so she couldn't see it clearly, but it seemed to be missing.
It's a bit cold and for no reason, adding a melancholy temperament that's charming.
I can't help but be confused by his appearance. We all know that smoking is an unhealthy behavior, but why can this man make this action so charming?
Attracted by him, she couldn't help but stare at him for a while, and then made a judgment that he had something on his mind——
Nan Muli quickly sensed her approach.
He turned his head and saw her looking at him in ecstasy. He was startled for a moment and called softly, "Little one?"
