1189. Chapter 1189 Hypocrites are more disgusting than real villains
She doesn't run away now because she doesn't have the ability, and it's because the child is less than three months old and is in danger at every turn. She can't gamble, she can only wait for the right time.
An Moran didn't agree to his conditions, so Ou Zexi naturally noticed her thoughts and took away all the communication equipment in the room, completely isolating her.
Except for the family doctor who was responsible for checking her body, she could not see any outsiders at all.
"Ou Jinyue, I don't understand why you insist on forcing me into such an unbearable position even though we can be friends. I, An Moran, am just an ordinary woman. Am I worthy of the head of the Ou family spending so much effort and calculating every step of the way?
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"Xiao Qiao, don't underestimate yourself. Your existence is a kind of salvation for the Ou family, especially for my cousin." Ou Jinyue's pupils split with pain.
"What do you mean?"
"..."
"If you really treat me as a friend, tell me the truth. I don't believe that just because of a marriage contract from an old friend, the wife of the head of the Ou family must be me!"
An Moran stood up from the tatami, walked to Ou Jinyue, and stared at him who pursed his lips and said nothing.
She grabbed his collar angrily, "You just said you would take me away, but now you are not even willing to tell me the truth. Ou Jinyue, how do you want me to believe that you are really doing it for my own good? Really?
For a moment, you treat me as a friend, instead of scheming every step of the way!"
"..."
Ou Jinyue's eyes flickered, looking at the emotional An Moran, he narrowed his eyes.
"Knock knock knock——"
"Master Jinyue, the porridge is ready."
The housekeeper's voice sounded outside the door. An Moran let go of his hand and pointed to the door, "Get out!"
Ou Jinyue passed her and walked to the door. He reached out and opened the door, but did not leave. He just reached out to take the porridge from the butler's hand and closed the door again with his backhand.
Carrying the warm porridge, he walked back to An Moran, "You can't use your body to get angry. Adults can bear it, but children can't."
"Ou Jinyue, get out! I don't need you to pretend to be kind. Hypocrites are more disgusting than real villains, you know?"
"So I made you sick."
Ou Jinyue's face turned pale and quickly returned to normal.
He stirred the porridge that was just cooked with a spoon, took a mouthful, and handed it to her. Before An Moran was about to reach out and wave it away, he said in a deep voice, "I'll tell you after you finish this bowl of porridge."
"..."
An Moran's waved hand froze in mid-air, and she looked at him suspiciously.
Ou Jinyue smiled nonchalantly and shrugged nonchalantly, "If you don't believe me, I can't help you. You are the one who is hungry, not me. There is no benefit in lying to you or me."
After hesitating for a few seconds, An Moran took the porridge in his hand and sipped it in small sips.
After eating a few mouthfuls, I started to feel nauseous and vomiting again.
I took a few deep breaths, suppressed my nausea, and forced myself to finish the entire bowl of porridge as quickly as possible.
I don't know if it was the food or psychological factors. This time, An Moran didn't vomit after eating anymore. Instead, she seemed more energetic after drinking the porridge and stared at Ou Jinyue, who had been looking at her for a moment.
Passing the empty bowl in front of him, he said coldly, "I'm waiting for you to fulfill your promise."
Ou Jinyue took the bowl and smiled jokingly, "It's really hard to see such an angry look on you. Do you think I'm lucky?"
"Don't talk nonsense to me, I just want to know the truth now!" An Moran's eyes were filled with anger, and he clenched his fists tightly.
If Ou Jinyue dares to lie to her, she will go crazy and beat him to death!
