Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Mengkui turned off all the lights, quietly ran to the door, and locked the door upside down to prevent the servant from rushing in at any time.

After preparing everything, she lay back on the bed, maintained the most peaceful posture, and kissed the shell pendant on her wrist.

Mr. Jane, good-night.

hand into the pillow...

What cut the pulse was weak, she was a killer, cut her throat directly, and the pain disappeared in a few seconds.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the door, stopping at the door.

The servant knocked on the door and found that it was locked upside down, so he took out the key and turned the door.

Meng Kui just held the knife, and when she heard the door being opened, she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

I knew it would not be such a coincidence that all the servants were away, and they turned back so soon?

Mengkui bit her lip and began to feel annoyed at her procrastination...

It must be too late to commit suicide now, the servant opened the door and saw her lying in a pool of blood, maybe she could be rescued.

She closed her eyes and curled up in the bed...

All the lights in the room were turned off, and it was dark.

Snapped--

Jian Chenche stretched out his hand to turn on a wall lamp, and stretched out his hand to signal the servants to go out. He didn't like any servants entering his private area.

The door closed behind him, and he walked wearily into the room, ripping off his collar.

There was a thick plush carpet in the room, and his leather shoes filtered out the sound when he stepped on it.

He took off his coat and was still casually lying on the sofa, as if he was in this room——

Smell the smell of dream sunflower.

He frowned, he had always been insensitive to women, and he was also insensitive to smells. In fact, if you want to ask him what the scent of Mengkui is, he can't tell.It's just a feeling that there is her breath in this room...

Jian Chenche pressed the center of his eyebrows, and unbuttoned his shirt with one hand.

Mengkui is very thin, lying on the bed without any bumps, and no one can be seen lying on the bed.

How did Jian Chenche know that the boss of Ximen threw him into Mengkui's room in a rage, and ordered his servants to strictly watch outside, not allowing any of them to take a step.

Any personnel matter that makes Jing Jiaren unhappy, Ximen Longting will solve it as soon as possible!

……

Meng Kui lay silently, feeling someone sitting down beside the bed, and the whole bed sank down.

Her heart began to beat violently for no reason. Why did she seem to feel Mr. Jian?

Jian Chenche kicked back the quilt, lay down on the bed, touched a hand——the expression on his face changed instantly!

Mengkui suddenly yelled in pain, if she hadn't reacted quickly, the bones in her hand would have been broken!

Jian Chenche wanted to break her hand when he touched her——

Mengkui has the agility of a killer. When she was in pain, she subconsciously resisted and broke her hand free!

"Get out!" Jian Chenche shouted with gunpowder in his voice.

Damn it, he wanted to repeat the same trick and send a woman to his bed——!

They thought he was a carnivore, as long as he put a woman on his bed, he would eat it! ?

"It's me." Hearing Jian Chenche's voice, Mengkui's heart ached to the point of convulsions, and a small face emerged from the corner of the quilt.

Jian Chenche's expression was not good-looking at all: "Get out."

"..."

"Isn't this trick enough?" Jian Chenche said angrily, "Do you think I'll touch your finger again?"

"..."

"Don't even think about it!" He will no longer be at the mercy of Ximen Longting!

Meng Kui was only wearing a loose nightdress, and the welts on her arms were still obvious. She hid in the quilt and hugged her out of bed together with the quilt, "You misunderstood..."