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

"And there are surveillance cameras in the castle, I can find a beauty to call it out for you to see."

Thinking about it, it was Jiaren who called her to inform her last night... So, there must be evidence to prove her innocence.

When it comes to surveillance, Jian Chenche's expression turns even colder.

"It's true that you came here drunk..." Meng Kui's voice became weaker and weaker.

It's obviously not her fault, why is she so guilty and lacks confidence.

Without saying a word, Jian Chenche threw off the blanket and was about to get off the ground.

My head is dizzy...

"You also saw that you are still wearing your pants," Mengkui tried her best to explain, "Your clothes are because you vomited on your body, so I took them off for you."

Jian Chenche stared at him even more horribly——

Want her to explain?

He didn't need an explanation at all, what he needed was her admission!

She posted it rascally as usual, begging him, and he stepped down the stairs.

There was no expected reaction, and his face was terribly frightening: "Shut up!"

Mengkui hesitated to speak, did she say something wrong?She really didn't do anything... except for that, the attempted kiss.

For no reason, I was hated by him even more, so kind.

Jian Chenche staggered to the ground, he was hangover, and before he was completely sober, he stepped on the ground and fell back on the bed.

Mengkui stretched out her hand, wanted to help, then retracted, and slapped her hand hard with the other hand——

"I really have too many hands, don't worry, I promise I won't touch you again."

Jian Chenche: "..."

"But you really drank too much wine, walking is a problem, I'll ask the servant to help you."

Jian Chenche said angrily: "No need!"

The two words were almost roared out, and the eardrums were about to be perforated.

Mengkui picked out her ears, did she eat gunpowder?So angry.

"Oh... By the way, you don't like ordinary servants touching your body," she suddenly realized, "So I didn't let the servant touch you last night, I was cleaning up for you."

"..."

"I know you hate me too, but anyway, I have served you before, I think, I will be more familiar with how to take care of you. And you are drunk, if you don't know, you won't resist me so much..." Meng Kui walked away When I got to the corner table, I picked up the receiver and said, "I'll ask the servant to call Ye Xin over, just wait a moment."

Jian Chenche suffered serious internal injuries from being blocked by Mengkui early in the morning.

Moreover, I don't know how to vent this suppressed anger...

He felt pain in the back of his head. When he touched his head with his hand, he realized that there was a piece of gauze on it.

On the right arm, a tulle bandage was wrapped around it.

Mengkui hung up the internal line and said, "There, you were injured in a fight last night."

"Fight?" Jian Chenche closed his eyes forcefully, his mind was fragmented, and he couldn't remember anything.

"Hmm...it's Mr. Hemu."

She was with Mu Xicheng last night! ?

Jian Chenche's face darkened again...

In other words, it wasn't him who broke into this room drunk, Meng Kui and Mu Xicheng were in the same room?

Lonely men and widows, lovers and concubines, you follow me!

Jian Chenche's hand bones creaked a few times, and the pain in his chest was also caused by Mu Xicheng's kick!So, his bones hurt because he really had a fight with someone, and there was no eclectic story with Mengkui last night!

Indirectly, that is to say, the picture in his mind is really Chun~meng.

This knowledge almost drove Jian Chenche mad!

"Don't be angry, Mr. Mu didn't hit you on purpose... It's because you drank too much."