famous marriage

Chapter 532 Love Letters
She staggered back, if she hadn't stretched out her hand in time to support a flower bed next to her, she would definitely fall to the ground.

She raised her eyes to look at him, and couldn't help but say with sparkle in her eyes: "Mr. Willam, do you really want to bully me like this?"

She could feel that he was deliberately embarrassing her.

From the moment he asked her to be a maid, she felt that he was embarrassing her...

William smiled coldly, and he looked at her disdainfully, "Why, do you think I'm bullying you now? Are you very dissatisfied now, do you really want to call Xiaoxi to complain? Yan Zijin, look at you , your nature has been exposed, you don't want to be my maid at all, you don't want to repay me at all. If you really want to repay me, why are you doing this now?!"

Yan Zijin felt that he was really good at debating.

Obviously he robbed her mobile phone and her personal things unreasonably, how could he do this now?How can we beat it back?
Yan Zijin was a little tired, but also very sad.

She lowered her eyes in despair, and said helplessly: "You can do what you say, anyway, you are the master and I am the maid, everything you said is correct."

After a pause, "However, I still want to ask you to return the phone to me. There is really something important to me in it, and I can't lose it."

"Didn't I say it? It's just a photo. I won't lose it. As long as you do your best, I can guarantee that your phone will be intact!"

Looking at her dejected look, Willam suddenly became irritable, and he couldn't help speaking in a harsh tone.

Yan Zijin gritted her teeth, and she looked at him with a slight frown, "But I don't believe it, I don't believe you will help me take good care of it. Mr. William, please give it to me, I really won't call Miss Xiaoxi ...I really won't."

"Yan Zijin, your words are not credible at all. You say you won't call Xiaoxi now, maybe you will call Xiaoxi as soon as I turn around."

His eyes flickered coldly, and he glanced at her suspiciously, "And why do I think it's not just as simple as having your mother's photo in your phone? There should be other things in your phone, right? You just keep thinking Take the phone back, I think there are other factors!"

"No, really not, don't guess...you give me back the phone."

Her voice raised slightly, and she couldn't help but clenched her hand tightly on the flower bed.

Looking at her hastily denying it, he was sure that there were other things in her phone.

He snorted coldly, put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "I won't give you my phone today, Yan Zijin, give up!"

"you……"

"I also don't want you to call Xiaoxi. If you call Xiaoxi to complain and Xiaoxi complains about me, I will be very troubled."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, walking very calmly and quickly.

Yan Zijin watched his back from behind, she was sad but didn't know what to do.

She looked forward to the edge of the flower bed with her palm, and slowly slid down to the ground.

She put her hands on her knees and suddenly buried her head in tears.

At this moment, it seems that crying is the only thing she should do...

And Willam returned to the room. He sat on the sofa and took out Yan Zijin's cell phone.

He frowned and pondered for a few seconds, then opened the screen of the phone and checked the contents of the phone.

And when he logged into her qq space and saw some diaries written in her qq space, his eyes turned cold, and his handsome face became extremely cold and hard for a moment.

She wrote a lot of encrypted logs in qq space.

The journal is all about one man.

She called that man Mr.Right, and every chapter of the diary is telling the yearning for this Mr.Right, and every chapter is telling the love for this Mr.Right.

And some content made him even more furious.

She said that she wanted to be the wife of that Mr.Right and was looking forward to wearing a wedding dress for that Mr.Right.

She said that she was looking forward to their reunion, and hoped that God could hear her wish!
He read the diary of the last year, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

He didn't want to turn back any more, because turning back was the same content, it was all about her yearning for that Mr.Right, it was all about her love for that Mr.Right.

He slammed his phone down on the sofa, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and there was a cold smile on his face.

No wonder she didn't want to hand over the phone to him. It turned out that there was such a secret hidden in her phone.

She really wasn't ashamed to write such content to a man.

Such content can be called the most sensual love letter, and he felt a little disgusted after reading it!
His eyes flickered coldly, he sat silently for a while, then picked up her mobile phone, stood up, and walked towards the bedside table.

He opened the drawer of the bedside table and dropped the phone heavily into the drawer.

He glanced at the phone again, then closed the drawer, turned around and went to the bathroom to take a bath...

And the next day, Yan Zijin got up early to make breakfast.

She worked in the kitchen all morning and finally made breakfast.

In the dining room, Yan Zijin placed breakfast on the dining table one by one, waiting for William's arrival.

In less than 2 minutes, William came.

William glanced at the dining table first, then stared at Yan Zijin coldly, and said to Yan Zijin displeasedly: "Where are the dumplings? Why are there no dumplings?"

William's voice was a little cold, full of anger.

Yan Zijin was startled, and looked at him in astonishment, "Does Mr. William want to eat dumplings? You didn't tell me that you wanted dumplings."

"Won't you ask if I don't tell you? Why don't you ask me?"

William growled in displeasure, his handsome face was full of gloom.

Yan Zijin bit her red lips slightly, and glanced at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, "Mr. William, why don't you just eat it this morning, and I'll make dumplings for you tomorrow morning. Or at noon this morning Even at night."

After all, it is a bit troublesome to make dumplings. If you do it now, it may be too late.

William Qingjun's eyes narrowed slightly, he stared at Yan Zijin coldly, and said word by word: "But I want to eat it this morning! I don't want to wait until noon or night, or even tomorrow! Go and give it to me immediately." I'll do it, make it for me as soon as possible!"

"Mr. William..."

"Go soon? Are you going to starve me to death?!"

William growled and cut her off.

(End of this chapter)