Wind did not refute her. He was not an eloquent person. At this moment, he was just staring in the direction where Sangjiu disappeared, as if he wanted to see the end of the world.
Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye. His eyes were sore, so he turned back and looked at Sheng Mian.
He admitted that this woman was very beautiful, even though she was in a very embarrassed state at this time, she still had an astonishing nobility about her.
Especially when she was looking at him with that sympathetic look, probably no man could escape this broken yet proud charm.
But what he has always liked is the young lady.
Sheng Mian has no strength now. If this man really wants to do something, she can't hide from him.
Wind looked at her for a while and then slowly stretched out his hand.
Just when her fingertips were about to touch her buttons, she heard her say: "Don't you want Sangjiu to be completely yours? If you were so obedient until the moment you died, she wouldn't even shed a tear for you.
Are you willing to stay?"
Feng's hand hanging on one side slowly tightened, but he knew that it was Sheng Mian who was bewitching him.
His fingertips had already landed on the button, and when he was about to slowly untie it, he heard her speak again.
"Actually, you hate Sang Tingyu, don't you? Sang Tingyu takes people too seriously, and he still knows your thoughts. Wind, as long as you cooperate with me, I am confident that Sang Jiu can only rely on you in the future.
Her eyes can only look at you."
Sheng Mian slowly closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
"If you touch me, Fu Yancheng will definitely find out that you are going to die soon. Isn't it disgusting that you want to have sex with me before you die?"
Wind's expression suddenly changed, "Miss Sheng, you don't have to belittle yourself, having a relationship with you is something that many men dream of."
Sheng Mian's eyes turned to him, and her eyes became ambiguous.
"Okay, Wind, come on, you have a pretty good figure, and I really won't suffer."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wind quickly took a step back, tightened his clothes a little exaggeratedly, and looked at Sheng Mian coldly, obviously frightened by Sheng Mian's wolf-like behavior.
She looked away, pretending to feel pity.
Wind's cell phone rang at this time. It was a text message from Sang Jiu, asking him what step he had taken.
[I will definitely send this video to my husband in Yancheng. Don’t show your face. I am also protecting you. Wind, you have to believe that I still have you in my heart.]
Wind was pleased by this sentence. He knew what she said was false, but so what, it was enough.
He didn't dare to expect too much.
She is the superior little princess of the Sang family, and he is just a servant.
That's enough.
He took a deep breath, strode towards Sheng Mian, and pulled open her buttons.
The sound of buttons falling to the ground and Sheng Mian's voice sounded at the same time.
"Wind, if I die here, Fu Yancheng will be devastated. He will feel that it doesn't matter who he marries. By then, he will not refuse his marriage to Sang Jiu. Do you really want to personally push the woman you like to someone else? You just
So shameless?"
"What do you know!"
Feng looked at her deeply, with struggle in his eyes.
His mission since childhood was to protect the little princess of the Sang family, even if it cost him his life.
In front of the young lady, his life is worth nothing.
Sheng Mian lowered her eyelashes, her eyes flickered for a moment, and she suddenly guessed the reason why he was so loyal.
Just when his lips were about to touch her collarbone.
"What if I say that Sang Jiu is not Sang Hai's biological daughter? You can't betray the Sang family, but she is not a Sang family at all."
Only then did he get to the point.
Wind froze and looked at her in disbelief.
Sheng Mian lied to him, she was just trying to delay time, but she was very serious about what she said.
"Fu Yancheng has investigated Sang Jiu's identity before. If you don't believe it, go and investigate again yourself. If she is not the Miss Sang family, then you can have her completely, right?"
She raised her face, with a smile in her eyes.
"Are you still going to touch me?"
Wind pursed her lips tightly and saw her calmly leaning back and straightening up.
Even in this environment, she remained calm.
"If you don't want to touch me, please tell Fu Yancheng about my arrest."
"Miss Sheng is indeed very smart."
Wind stood there, but did not agree to this request.
He turned around and left directly.
In Sangjiu's room, Sang Tingyu was still sitting here, bringing her a lot of delicious food.
He always felt that tonight's mulberry wine was a little absent-minded.
"Have a little wine, are you still feeling unwell?"
Sang Jiu desperately wanted to go to the basement to torture Sheng Mian. It would be best to bring a knife down there later and slash Sheng Mian's face!
"No, brother, don't you have to come back tomorrow?"
"I can't worry about you after all."
Sang Tingyu peeled a grape herself and put it to her mouth.
Sang Jiu felt a little sweet in her heart, and it felt so good to be pampered.
"Brother, is dad still angry with you?"
Sang Tingyu paused with his fingertips and said with a solemn expression, "You have to call your father and at least apologize."
Sang Jiu stuck out his tongue, "I know, I am my father's only daughter, he will definitely not be angry with me, he loves me the most and dotes on me the most, and so does my eldest brother. I will always be in the palm of your hands.