She's not yet? What does this mean? "Casafir, please tell me clearly what it means?"
Although he was blind, his sense was very accurate. He pressed closer to her step by step. He groped her chin, grabbed her chin with one hand, and pinched her tightly.
The look radiating from his eyes made Lin Xiqi forget for a moment that he was blind.
"You...what do you want to do?"
"What do you think? I just want to tell you that even if I am blind, you can't be the wife in my book."
He was like a ferocious leopard at the moment, staring at his prey. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This was the first time Lin Xiqi had seen him so cruel and bloodthirsty.
There were footsteps at the top of the stairs. His eyes moved and became unusually gentle. He stroked her hair with his hands and moved his head closer.
From this angle, it looked like he was about to kiss. Mu Xiaoran walked upstairs to make things clear to him.
But who was going to explain to her the scene in front of her? She looked at it with dull eyes, covering her heart with her hand, where people were pricking her heart one by one, and it hurt so much.
"Phil, are you looking for something with her?"
When Cassifer heard her soft words, his heart hurt even more than hers. "What are you doing here? This is not the place for you. The housekeeper asked her to come down."
"Miss Xiao Ran, please." The housekeeper was helpless. He knew that the young master obviously liked Miss Xiao Ran, but he wanted to hurt her like this and let her leave him.
"If I don't leave, I want to ask clearly, do you really not love me or our children?"
Lin Xiqi was trapped in his arms and could clearly see the deep pain in his eyes. Such pain made her extremely angry, and the flames of jealousy in her heart spread crazily.
Mu Xiaoran waited for him to answer her words, but he just turned his back to her. He didn't even give half a word of explanation...
Lin Xiqi broke away from his arms and came to her.
He has a tall, arrogant and delicate chin, and an impeccable makeup on his face. "You are just a guest here, and I am the hostess here. You have no right to ask what we are sitting on."
That dismissive tone completely hurt her self-esteem.
When Cassifer heard her words, he wanted to strangle the woman's neck, but in the end he endured it.
Mu Xiaoran stood blankly, looking at his back motionlessly. The back at night was so desolate, not even a shadow was left for her.
"Why are you still reluctant to leave? Do you want to stay and watch our wedding night?" She smiled contemptuously at her and raised her hand gracefully. The white jade fingers were slender, with clear joints and almost no pleats in the middle.
The nails are painted with delicate and noble peony flowers, and she exudes delicacy and perfection from top to bottom.
Can I compare to her like this? I have nothing and am still stupid.
They are married now, so what does it matter if they stay here? At this moment, he doesn't even want to turn around and look at himself, so there is nothing left to miss here.
She quietly turned around and left. When she walked outside the door, she accidentally guessed a cover. Her foot slipped and she fell to the ground. She couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Before anyone could react, Cassifer rushed out. At this moment, he didn't look like a blind man at all. He accurately found her location and groped for her.
"Xiaoran, Xiaoran, how are you?"
I saw him find me so accurately at the first time without crutches, and asked me how he was so anxiously.
Her tears fell instantly, and all the grievances seemed not so important. "Phil, do you still love me?"
These words were like a thorn, piercing deeply into his flesh. The pain spread to the bones of his body, making him run away in a hurry.
"Master, don't go down...that's the stairs..."
Mu Xiaoran quickly got up and ran over to catch her in time. "Phil, be careful."
The two held hands tightly together, and the soft feeling was so familiar. The soft touch made his whole body tingle, and waves of electricity spread from his arms to his heart.
That feeling made him want to hug her so much, hold her tightly, but he couldn't. He threw her hand away violently, as if she were a poisonous snake and beast.
"Qiqi, Qiqi."
It took Lin Xiqi a long time to react before she realized that he was calling me. "Phil, what are you calling me for?"
"Qiqi, let's go back to the room and do the unfinished business." He stretched out his hand, and Lin Xiqi naturally took his hand, and the two walked into the room.
What happened just now, was it the unfinished bridal chamber? It was so harsh to her ears. Looking at the backs of the two of them, she felt so right.
"Ha ha……"
The housekeeper walked to Mu Xiaoran and said softly to her: "Miss Xiaoran, you have to believe in yourself and the young master."
After saying that, he left quickly. Mu Xiaoran wondered why he couldn't even ask.
She found that she was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to lift her feet to walk up the stairs. It took her a long time to walk up the two flights of stairs before she reached her room.
Sitting blankly, what on earth do you think you are now? Do you really want to be his second wife? Does he not love you anymore?
Touching my flat belly, I looked down at my belly.
"Baby, tell mom what to do? Does your dad still love mom? Does mom really want to stay here and share the same man with other women? Mom is so tired. If you fall asleep,
Just don’t think about anything.”
"Baby, do you mean to let mommy go?"
At this moment Mrs. Mohammed opened the door and came in.
Mu Xiaoran stood up quickly, not knowing where to put her hands and feet. "Hello, aunt." After saying this, he remembered that she might not know her native language.
Mrs. Mohammed walked in, wrapped tightly in black clothes. Without even looking at her, she sat directly on the sofa.
He didn't ask her to sit down, he just kept her standing.
Mu Xiaoran felt scared, it would be great if Phil were here at this time.
It took her a long time before she spoke. "You are the woman my son is with outside."
Mu Xiaoran was startled by the very standard Mandarin. It seemed that his worries were in vain. "Yes, my name is Mu..."
"I don't care what your name is, I'm just here to tell you that no one in our family likes you. If dad hadn't insisted on keeping you, you would be on the street now. If you are sensible, you'd better go out on your own."
Such direct words made her face look even more ugly, and her lips turned white. Her hands unconsciously touched her belly, and tears filled her eyes. She bit her lips hard to prevent the tears from flowing out.
Mrs. Mohammed glanced at her belly, her eyes full of disdain.