Ning Yazhi opened her eyes again, and the familiar breath rushed into her nose. Within a second, she realized where this place was. This was the beach villa, Mu Chengfeng's room. He actually knocked her unconscious and then took her
What does he want to do when he comes here?
She wanted to jump out of bed, but found that her left hand was tied to the bedside with iron cuffs, and she was imprisoned by Mu Chengfeng.
Pervert! Madman!
His clear eyes suddenly filled with crazy anger that he had never seen before!
The servant came in just in time and saw her waking up. He said respectfully: "Miss Ning Yazhi, you are awake. Your husband guessed it right. He asked me to bring stew for you to drink."
She said coldly: "Get out, I don't want to drink any stew, please let me go quickly, or I will sue you for imprisoning me."
The servant looked at her in embarrassment and told her in a cryptic tone: "This... the key is with the master. There is no way we can let you go. Miss Ning Yazhi, you'd better drink this stew, otherwise, the master
They will get angry at me, I don’t want to lose my job, let alone..." She shuddered at the thought of possible punishment.
It was undeniable that all the servants were involuntarily afraid of his wrath.
Ning Yazhi pursed her lips. Of course she understood what she meant. Her angry eyes fell on the stew pot held by the servant. Would Mu Chengfeng be so good at giving her stew?
There must be something bad in it!
His methods were so chilling, he almost destroyed her, and he sent people and cars to hit her mother. If it hadn't been for Xiaolin, if it hadn't been for Xiaolin, then the bad news she would have heard would have been her mother's...
Her hands trembled again, and heat surged in her eyes. Xiaolin was dead! Xiaolin was dead! But she had no way to see her for the last time.
Why is it that the person who dies is not me?
Xiaolin is innocent. If it weren't for her warm-heartedness, nothing would have happened!
At this moment, Ning Yazhi's hatred for Mu Chengfeng could no longer be described in words. She just wanted to kill him and avenge the innocent Xiaolin. Only by killing him could she relieve the hatred in her heart!
She could see that the servant was not lying. With Mu Chengfeng's character, no one could resist him if he wanted to do something.
Ning Yazhi hated him very much, but she didn't want to hurt innocent people anymore. She said coldly: "Get out!"
"But this soup, sir, has told me that I must watch you finish it before leaving."
"Tell him, I won't drink anything here. Even if I die of thirst or starvation, I won't drink it!" Her voice became even colder.
| "But... Miss Ning Yazhi, please don't make things difficult for me. If you don't drink, I won't dare to leave here even half a step, otherwise, sir, I will break my legs!" The servant almost wanted to cry.
My husband has never cared so much about a woman. In the past, those women would wake up in the middle of the night and keep the whole house awake. The next day, they would not even have a chance to see the true face of those women.
Only this Ning Yazhi, from a stand-in maid to a personal assistant, has still appeared by his side until now, which is enough to prove that she has a pivotal position in his mind and she can never afford to offend him.
The more stubborn Miss Ning Yazhi's stance becomes, the only ones who will be unlucky are innocent servants like them, okay?
Ning Yazhi said coldly: "I don't know how to drink. If you like to stand here, just stand here."
Sometimes, her cruelty is as cruel as Mu Chengfeng's.