"Wang Yan, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Jiajia asked with a frown.
Wang Yan smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, maybe I've drunk too much."
While speaking, Wang Yan's eyes dodged a little.
Zhang Jiajia was meticulous. The more Wang Yan did this, the more suspicious she became. Suddenly, her eyes flashed, and when she saw the gossip mirror, her delicate body trembled.
Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, followed his wife's gaze, and was stunned.
On the edge of the bedside, the gossip mirror was placed there. The window next to it was also opened...
"Just... Didn't you touch me?" After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Jiajia spoke in a difficult tone. If her husband touched her, how could she open the window? She didn't wear anything, and others would see it when she opened the window!
Besides, if my husband touches me, why are you doing that gossip mirror? Yue Feng said that gossip mirror cannot be hung in this villa!
call!
Wang Yan took a deep breath and endured the pain of blood dripping in his heart.
Zhang Jiajia's delicate body shook, then bit her lip, stood up and ran into the wall in front of her.
"Jia Jia, don't..." Wang Yan was shocked and held Zhang Jiajia tightly in his arms. He felt extremely heartbroken and firmly assured: "Don't worry, I will find out who it is and give you justice."
Zhang Jiajia didn't respond, but started crying.
While Wang Yan asked for comfort, his eyes fell on the gossip mirror beside the bed again.
At this moment, a terrible guess suddenly appeared in Wang Yan's mind.
Could it be the second brother?
No...it's impossible, my second brother is not that kind of person!
But...what is the gossip mirror that appears in the guest room?
I clearly put the gossip mirror into the warehouse.
The theory of Feng Shui in the second brother Bai Tian talks very well, and only he is interested in this Bagua Mirror.
If it wasn't him, who would it be?!
During the day, Yang Jing fainted because of the gossip mirror. Now his wife's fainting must be because of this gossip mirror.
Second brother... Why did he treat me like this?!
"Jia Jia, you were defiled just now, and you really have no impression of it?" Wang Yan asked with his fists tightly clenched.
Wang Yan felt so uncomfortable when he asked his wife to recall the strange man.
Zhang Jiajia bit her lips tightly and whispered: "I only remember that man... kept kissing me. At first I felt a little painful. Later..."