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

"Your child was locked out, and he asked me for help." The waiter saluted respectfully, "Sir, your child is very cute, I wish you a pleasant night."

Realizing that Gong Zihua's complexion was not right, the waiter quickly ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

The door closed with a sound, Little Xius looked around the room, and quickly walked towards Gong Zihua.

Gong Zihua gritted her teeth——

The little brat actually asked the waiter for help?Does this robot really have such an IQ?

Or is he also a puppet controlled by Dong Gongzi Toru?But why don't you see that he also wears a crown on his head.

Little Xius walked up to Gong Zihua, standing up straight.He looks gentle and polite, and has been handsome since he was a child...

Gong Zihua stood up holding him by the back of the neck: "You think I can't throw you out if you can come in?"

"..."

"Fuck, get the hell out and stay outside."

Gong Zihua opened the door and threw him out again without any politeness.

Little Xius sat down on the ground, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and when he looked up, he saw Gong Zihua closing the door mercilessly: "Go as far as you can!"

"..."

Gong Zihua clapped her hands, feeling a sense of avenged revenge...and an indescribable sense of loss.

It's a weird heart, he can't figure it out!

Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock, knock knock...

Next, Gong Zihua's eardrum was about to be perforated.He kept hearing the same frequency knocking on the door, always so polite, gentlemanly, unhurried, polite.

After knocking for about ten minutes, Little Xius still maintained his patience and temper.

It seems that as long as Gong Zihua doesn't open the door, he can keep knocking like this.

Gong Zihua's temper became grumpy, her complexion turned sour, and she tried hard to pick her ears, the more she listened, the more piercing she was.

Hell, thought he would let him in if he was forced like this?dream!

Gong Zihua sat down on the chair, casually picked up the guitar he just bought, and fretted a few times.

My mind is in a mess and I can't concentrate.

He turned on the CD, letting the melody flow over the annoying knocking on the door.Even if that kid's hand is swollen, don't even think about coming in!

Gong Zihua had already made up his mind and scratched on the paper restlessly, wondering whether it was because he hadn't touched music for a long time or was restless, but he had no inspiration and his mind was very blank.

Gong Zihua plucked the guitar, and wrote a few words on the blank paper...

Finally, resisting the urge to break the guitar in two, he threw the guitar away viciously.

bath!

The cold water rushed down, and his hair drooped like a drowned rat.

Gong Zihua took a quick shower, walked out wrapped in a big bath towel, listened carefully, but didn't hear the knock on the door.

He turned down the music, but still didn't hear it.

Turn off the music completely, quiet quiet.

The clock points to 9 o'clock at night, and outside the glass window is a bustling neon night scene... the river view of sliding across a huge cruise ship full of light bulbs.

Gong Zihua was standing in front of the door with wet drops still hanging on his body.Shit, that bitch is gone?

In his memory, he was always clinging to Donggongziche when he was a child... So, he never tried how long Donggongziche would be patient.

Seems like that's been an impatient man all along!

Gong Zihua rested her hand on the door lock, scolding herself ten thousand stupid~damn words in her heart, but she still couldn't stand the temptation of curiosity!

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