Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"Uncle?" Xiao Yaohua ran after him on her short legs, not understanding why he left suddenly.

Didn't you agree just now that you want to apologize to your aunt?

"My body is dirty, I'm going to wash it off." Dongfang Aoshi whispered.

Yaohua looked at Dongfang Aoshi, then at Wenrou, then at Dongfang Aoshi, then at Wenrou, "Auntie, can I go with uncle?"

Rou Rou nodded numbly, still caught in the shock of Dongfang Aoshi's distressed appearance, and did not recover.

She stood there like this, motionless, like a wooden stake, her eyes moved away one by one.

My heart is always there, there is a strange feeling, surging...

Suddenly I couldn't watch anymore.

Gently turned around, meeting the steward's eyes.

Not wanting the steward to spy on her complicated mood at the moment, she turned around gently and walked towards the room.

"Princess..." the steward called her softly.

Gentle figure paused, did not turn around.

"The subordinates don't know what happened before you and the lord. But the lord's intentions for the wangfei, the subordinates can all see, the wangfei should stop quarreling with the lord." intercede.

"Hard heart? What is heart? Taking me away from the prime minister's mansion, is it heart? Sending me to General Han, regardless of our mother and daughter's life, is this heart?" Wen Wen turned around with a sneer, her eyes sharper than ever before, "I I don't want to hear this person's name again, please don't mention it in front of me in the future!"

"Princess? You—" The steward was stunned, and what he said for Wenrou——

In the eyes of the steward, gentleness is not real gentleness, but gentleness.

Everyone called her Second Miss, but it was just to confuse the audience.

How could Wen Ya know that the prince once gave the princess to General Han?

The steward recalled five years ago, when the princess passed away, Wen Ya got better overnight.

Think again, Dongfang Aoshi's attitude towards tenderness...

Eyes widen little by little...

Shouldn't...

Shouldn't...

Shouldn't...

The person standing in front of her is the former princess, not Wen Ya!

what happened?

Why does gentleness turn into real gentleness?

Is it resurrection from a dead body?

The steward was shocked.

"You guessed right, I am indeed not Wenya." Wenrou pulled her lower lip coldly, "This body is Wenya, I am just a strand of soul living in her body."

what happened?

The person standing in front of her was actually the dead princess Wen Rou!

The steward finally understood why Ruan Wen had such a fight with the prince during this time.

"The steward must be very curious. Why is a person who has been dead for five years suddenly alive?"

The steward nodded numbly, his voice hoarse, "Didn't the concubine get infected with the plague five years ago..."

"Plague?" Gentle sneered coldly, "Is this what you say to the outside world?"

"Isn't the princess infected with the plague?"

"Of course not..." Rourou briefly mentioned what happened that year.

Her tone was calm and clear, as if she was talking about other people's affairs.

But the steward's scalp was numb and his face was pale, "Princess..."

"Now, do you understand why I hate Dongfang Aoshi so much?"

"..." The steward's voice was choked, and he understood.

"From now on, don't mention this person's name in front of me!" After Ruan left this sentence, she turned around and closed the door.

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at the same time. "Uncle?" Xiao Yaohua ran after him on her short legs, not understanding why he left suddenly.

Didn't you agree just now that you want to apologize to your aunt?

"My body is dirty, I'm going to wash it off." Dongfang Aoshi whispered.

Yaohua looked at Dongfang Aoshi, then at Wenrou, then at Dongfang Aoshi, then at Wenrou, "Auntie, can I go with uncle?"

Rou Rou nodded numbly, still caught in the shock of Dongfang Aoshi's distressed appearance, and did not recover.

She stood there like this, motionless, like a wooden stake, her eyes moved away one by one.

My heart is always there, there is a strange feeling, surging...

Suddenly I couldn't watch anymore.

Gently turned around, meeting the steward's eyes.

Not wanting the steward to spy on her complicated mood at the moment, she turned around gently and walked towards the room.

"Princess..." the steward called her softly.

Gentle figure paused, did not turn around.

"The subordinates don't know what happened before you and the lord. But the lord's intentions for the wangfei, the subordinates can all see, the wangfei should stop quarreling with the lord." intercede.

"Hard heart? What is heart? Taking me away from the prime minister's mansion, is it heart? Sending me to General Han, regardless of our mother and daughter's life, is this heart?" Wen Wen turned around with a sneer, her eyes sharper than ever before, "I I don't want to hear this person's name again, please don't mention it in front of me in the future!"

"Princess? You—" The steward was stunned, and what he said for Wenrou——

In the eyes of the steward, gentleness is not real gentleness, but gentleness.

Everyone called her Second Miss, but it was just to confuse the audience.

How could Wen Ya know that the prince once gave the princess to General Han?

The steward recalled five years ago, when the princess passed away, Wen Ya got better overnight.

Think again, Dongfang Aoshi's attitude towards tenderness...

Eyes widen little by little...

Shouldn't...

Shouldn't...

Shouldn't...

The person standing in front of her is the former princess, not Wen Ya!

what happened?

Why does gentleness turn into real gentleness?

Is it resurrection from a dead body?

The steward was shocked.

"You guessed right, I am indeed not Wenya." Wenrou pulled her lower lip coldly, "This body is Wenya, I am just a strand of soul living in her body."

what happened?

The person standing in front of her was actually the dead princess Wen Rou!

The steward finally understood why Ruan Wen had such a fight with the prince during this time.

"The steward must be very curious. Why is a person who has been dead for five years suddenly alive?"

The steward nodded numbly, his voice hoarse, "Didn't the concubine get infected with the plague five years ago..."

"Plague?" Gentle sneered coldly, "Is this what you say to the outside world?"

"Isn't the princess infected with the plague?"

"Of course not..." Rourou briefly mentioned what happened that year.

Her tone was calm and clear, as if she was talking about other people's affairs.

But the steward's scalp was numb and his face was pale, "Princess..."

"Now, do you understand why I hate Dongfang Aoshi so much?"

"..." The steward's voice was choked, and he understood.

"From now on, don't mention this person's name in front of me!" After Ruan left this sentence, she turned around and closed the door.

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at the same time.