Rich family game, sky-high price young mistress!

Chapter 82 Well, I'll marry you! "It's a bit too early for you to say this..." Mo Wan frowned, looking at him fixedly...

Hearing this, the coldness and sarcasm in his eyes became more intense, and the expression on his face was extremely arrogant and noble; "So what, if what you want to talk about is still the last time, then you can get out now! "

Without words, Mo Wan bit her lips, and took out the sandalwood box that had been hidden behind her all this time.

Suddenly, Pei Yihuan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and there was a ruthlessness in the coldness in his eyes, and with a movement of his big hand, he directly reached for the sandalwood box.

But Mo Wan was faster than him, and before his fingers could touch her, she had already hidden the sandalwood box behind her again, and quickly retreated into her room.

She knew in her heart that if it was more powerful, she would not be able to fight her at all. If he snatched her away, then even her last hope would be lost.

His handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, his slender body moved, and he slowly approached Mo Wan's room step by step.

His expression was a bit too sinister, and Mo Wan couldn't help feeling a surge of fear in his heart. He moved his hand and wanted to close the door, but his strong body had already pushed the door open forcefully.

The condescending figure was full of haze, Pei Yihuan narrowed his eyes; "Where did you get it?"

"Your father has it, he gave it to me..." Mo Wan replied truthfully, and took another step back.

"Bring it here..." the cold voice ordered.

"No!" Mo Wan looked straight into his eyes with all the courage in his body, his body trembled slightly, but the words in his mouth were extremely firm; "Maybe, we can make a deal..."

His slender figure stopped slowly, and his cold thin lips opened and closed; "Give me the urn, and then I will marry you?"

"Yes!" Mo Wan nodded heavily!

"It seems that you really haven't woken up..." Pei Yihuan took a step forward with his long legs, reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him; "You are not qualified to make a deal with me, I want the urn, but I will never marry you!"

After finishing his words, he stretched out his long arms and walked towards the urn behind her.

Holding the urn tightly, Mo Wan raised her cheeks and stared into his eyes; "Could it be that you can do things to women?"

Pei Yihuan's cold and deep voice squeezed out word by word from his thin lips; "The first two slaps didn't touch you, it was kindness for you, this is your third provocation, my patience is limited, take it here! "

"No!" Mo Wan's back was still straight!

Absolutely...she would never give him the urn...now...the urn is her life!

And... and the only thing that can save her right now!

"I don't always like to force women, let me say it for the last time, bring it here!" He squeezed her chin hard, causing her chin to hurt.

Mo Wan took a deep breath with difficulty, and couldn't control it any more, as soon as he lowered his head, his sharp broken teeth bit the back of his hand fiercely.

Not only that, she almost exerted all her strength, and even stepped on his instep with one foot.

Then, while he wasn't paying attention, she pushed his body vigorously with both hands, and then she quickly ran to the French window and opened it.

Clear bite marks suddenly appeared on the slender fingers, his face was still cold, the flames of anger danced in the deep eyes, and the thin lips spat out two words coldly; "Very good!"

Such a simple word sent a chill down Mo Wan's back, and even his pores stood up a little tremblingly.

With a movement of his long legs, Pei Yihuan slowly approached Mo Wan in front of the window step by step...

The light flashing in his eyes was not kind, like a leopard trying to tear apart its prey!

"Don't come over!" Mo Wan looked at him pretending to be calm, then quickly opened the sandalwood box in his hand, stretched it out of the window, and said, "If you come over again, I will pour out all the ashes in the box !"

Staring at Mo Wan with cold eyes, he said slowly, "If you dare to do that, you will never want to live again!"

Her body couldn't stop trembling with the words, but she still stood there with gritted teeth and shouted, "Don't threaten me! Do you think I'll be afraid then? Tell you, I won't be afraid of you , do you think I’m really that easy to bully? Today I’ll let you see if I really dare!”

While speaking, she tilted her hand stretched out of the window, and the urn in her hand also tilted, and the ashes in the box also slowly slid down. If she tilted her hand a little more, all the ashes would definitely be scattered down... ...

His eyes fixed on the sandalwood box, Pei Yihuan's leopard-like eyes turned cold, and a murderous aura slowly emerged in his eyes...

"Really! You don't have to look at me intimidatingly. I'm not afraid of anything right now, not even death, so you have nothing to threaten me!" Mo Wan suppressed the fear in his heart, looked at him... .. faint and authentic.

If Dad died, then the culprit was her, and she would never forgive herself in her life!

Now is really her only chance, and it is also her most likely chance to succeed, so she will never give up!

"It seems that you really want to die, do you want to taste the taste of death, let me help you..." Pei Yihuan's eyes were full of ruthless coldness.

After finishing speaking, he approached Mo Wan step by step.

Seeing that the distance between the two was very close, Mo Wan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and shook his hand lightly, some ashes drifted down with the cold wind...

"I told you not to come here! I really can do anything at this time! If you dare to take a step closer, I will all... all fall down!"

She yelled loudly at him, and as her body trembled, the urn in her hand shook back and forth, and she was about to scatter it all...

"You really want to die by my hands!" Pei Yihuan's deep eyes were blood red, and the sternness on his face made people want to scream in horror.

Almost daring not to look at that look again, Mo Wan took a deep breath; "Aren't you agreeing? If I lose all my sanity and do something irreversible, don't regret it! I'm not afraid anymore! Anyway I'm not afraid of anything anymore! As long as I see you take another step, I will throw it down immediately, and I will definitely do what I say!"

After the words fell, her hand tilted again, and the ashes fell down like snow...

At this moment, a cold and unbearable voice came over word by word; "I, yes, yes!"

Mo Wan was startled, looked at him in disbelief, and then shouted tremblingly: "What did you say? Say it again, I didn't hear clearly!"

"I, yes, yes, marry, you!" He still said every word coldly, but compared with the appearance of wanting to devour people just now, the calmness at this moment makes people flustered and frightened.

With a movement of her body, Mo Wan hugged the box and jumped out of the window, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, her neck was tightly grabbed by a pair of big hands.

Unable to breathe, her cheeks were flushed, like a drowning person, and even her eyes couldn't help but began to roll.

The feeling of suffocation wrapped around her tightly, just when she thought she would die like this, Pei Yihuan raised his big hand, took the box with one hand, and threw her directly on the ground with the other without mercy.

Her body was thrown to the ground so hard that she could clearly hear the crackling sound of her bones, and she sat on the ground like that, rubbing her waist that was about to break, panting heavily.

Just now...she thought...thought...that she would really die at his hands...

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Pei Zhenjiang leaned against the bed panting, and after listening to Mo Wan's words, his eyes fell on the frightening Pei Yihuan; "Is what she said true? You have promised to marry her?"

"Isn't this what you've been looking forward to? In order to make me promise, you can even use her urn as a threat..." Pei Yihuan raised his eyes, looked at Pei Zhenjiang with hatred in his big hands, and hugged her tightly. With an urn.

Hearing this, there was a gloomy look in his eyes, Pei Zhenjiang coughed with throbbing pain in his chest; "When do you plan to marry her? I can also let the housekeeper go down to prepare."

"There will be no guests and no wedding...."

"What do you mean?" Pei Zhenjiang frowned involuntarily.

"It means that there won't be any form of wedding, only a marriage certificate, that's all..." Pei Yihuan looked coldly at Pei Zhenjiang who was on the bed.

"How is this possible! Absolutely not! The wedding must be grand!"

Pei Yihuan's expression was cold, and he said indifferently; "Okay, then you can marry her yourself..."

"You—" Pei Zhenjiang coughed angrily again.

Seeing this, Mo Wan took a step forward and said calmly; "That's it, just do what he wants..."

This wedding is not what he wants, nor is it what she wants, so the form really doesn't matter!

Because there is no heart, no matter how grand and luxurious the wedding arrangement is, it will only make people feel desolate...

She also knew that this time, she had really pissed him off, and she had pissed him off completely. She might have a hard time living in the future...

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