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

But she and Jian Chenche were not born in the same world, how could he understand her situation.

She even felt that it was difficult to say these things...

"Mr. Jane, don't you hate me very much?"

Then why did you tear off her clothes and check her wounds...

Could it be that he walked into the bathroom in the middle of the night just to see her wounds?

The idea just popped up, and she was frightened.

She was too whimsical, and she didn't even think about what her identity was!

"You are such a stupid woman, of course I hate it." Jian Chenche took a breath, his heart ached, and he let go of his hand suddenly.

Meng Kui fell forward and pressed her hands on the soft sofa so as not to fall.

Jian Chenche stepped back——

Lying, this is another wave of deception woven by Ximen Longting and her, a bitter plan.

He knew that he was being tricked, but he seemed to be involuntary and unable to control himself.

"you love him!?"

He heard his own voice ask.

Mengkui pulled the towel on the shelf to wrap her body, but didn't understand what he was asking: "Who?"

Jian Chenche looked away——

He felt that the person Meng Kui really loved was Ximen Longting.

Only those who love Ximen Longting will obey what they say and become a blind and thoughtless woman, even at the expense of everything.

He regretted it when he said it.

She fell in love with him?Doesn't he mean that he has expectations for her by asking this question?

He talked too much and did too much tonight!

Meng Kui wrapped herself in a bath towel, and the scar on her arm still made her want to find a place to hide: "Mr. Jian, you are a little strange tonight..."

She didn't know what he was trying to do.

Jian Chenche also felt that he was very strange now.

He clenched his fists and kept his eyes away from her: "Did you apply the medicine!"

"Wipe it, Miss Jiaren and the servant helped me wipe it together."

"..."

"And the wound has actually been half a month old, and the recovery is almost the same. Now I wait for the scar to fade slowly. In fact, the pain is gone, and it is not as scary as it looks."

"..."

"Mr. Jian, is this ugly wound? Did it scare you?" She found that Jian Chenche's face was very open, and she didn't look at her.

Jian Chenche's neck is stiff, and veins are floating: "Ugly, very ugly!"

"..." Mengkui's eyes flickered with water for an instant, and she tried her best to endure it, "Mr. Jian, to be honest, I will feel very hurt if you answer me like this."

Jian Chenche's mood has never been so heavy and complicated as it is now!

"You use the bathroom, I'm going out."

Meng Kui left dejectedly, and closed the bathroom door for him thoughtfully.A man went to the closet and opened it, found a new pajamas and put it on.

I don't forget to look in the mirror, I don't know how long it will take for those hideous scars to fade.

It doesn't matter, anyway... just let her disappear ugly.

She saw such an ugly appearance, Meng Kui, who has always been strong, shed a big tear.

She pursed her lips aggrievedly and wiped it off with the back of her hand.

"It's so ugly...I'm so ugly that I cried." She cried and laughed again, "No wonder he was hated...the last good impression in his heart is gone."

Jian Chenche leaned against the wall, raking his hair with one hand, and a few strands fell from his fingers.

How hard did he go to not hold her in his arms...

He struggled to restrain the sudden impulse.

Then he found that he became more and more strange.