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

Wen Xinnuan seemed to have received an amnesty, and chased him out: "Don't go, return the child to me. Whatever you want me to do, I promise you."

"..."

"You want me to die, and I will give you my life." She rushed to hug her son in pain, "Mother Bill is here, and mother will never leave you."

Bill got into his mother's arms as he wished, and finally satisfied, sobbing and wiping away tears.

Luo Lei raised his eyebrows coldly: "Wen Xinnuan, don't forget your promise."

Wen Xinnuan hugged her son and didn't speak.

Roy looked at his watch again - frowning, damn it, he wasted enough time today.

After ordering the bodyguards a few words, he took the lead in striding forward.

Jing Jiaren came over and asked, "Where is he going?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because he rushed back to attend the banquet, maybe he's busy with work, he's always been like this." Wen Xinnuan was used to it, "He didn't stay with us for more than a week in total."

This man is simply worse than Ximen Longting!

Jing Jiaren frowned - no, how could she be compared with Ximen Longting.

In a blink of an eye, she laughed at herself again, why can't she always forget Ximen Longting and want to make comparisons with everyone she sees?No matter how good Ximen Longting is, it doesn't belong to her.

Naturally, under the supervision of bodyguards, they were sent to the villa.

Bill cried for too long, his eyes were bleary and sleepy all the time, but he didn't dare to sleep in the car, for fear that his mother would leave, and it would be useless for Wen Xinnuan to coax her.

Jing Jiaren smiled lightly: "He is very clingy to you."

"My baby is one with me." Wen Xinnuan also smiled, "If I hadn't been sent to China this time, I would never have been separated from him for a day."

Jing Jiaren suddenly wanted a child too.

Only children are the only ones who really belong to themselves and are loyal to themselves, unlike men...

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The slender hands pulled up the white gloves and placed them on the keys.

The black piano is radiant, and a flirtatious rose is inserted in the thin-necked glass bottle on the piano stand.

The petals are falling slowly...

Those fingers moved over the piano to test the sound, and the devil's melody sounded in the spacious and luxurious living room.

It's Black Sunday.

The complete version of this song was destroyed all over the world, and now only the fifth verse of this song is widely circulated...

It was born in France in 1932 and was destroyed in 1945.It is said that none of the people who really listened to this song survived. It uses infrasound waves and other means to stimulate the cerebral cortex nerves. The human brain can resonate with infrasound waves with a frequency of 20HZ. This is not something that can be restrained by willpower at all. of.The scale of this song is beyond the tolerance of human beings, so it is also called "Death Music" or "Devil's Invitation".

Leng Lintian's handsome profile was reflected on the black piano stand.

He played the devil's voice indifferently.

He only knows a short section of this piece of music, because this melody echoes in his mind all the time.

He thought of Mother Leng's death, she died on the keys after playing this melody as usual.

The sound of panicked footsteps knocking outside the door——

Xiaoyi heard the melody of the piano, pushed open the door suddenly, saw the man in front of the piano, and was slightly relieved.

What followed was wild joy.

"Master, you're awake!"

She just took a short rest, and when she woke up, she suddenly saw that the big bed was empty and no one was there!