Domineering love addiction: Mr. Mu's sky-high bride

Chapter 8 Was Discovered
But Wen Yan's body froze suddenly because of this sentence: "It's fine if I sleep in the utility room!"

Mark Tingchen glanced at her, and there was a slight wave in his cold eyes: "I let you sleep upstairs, not my room, and let Mama Liu clean up the guest room next door to me."

Wen Yan was a little embarrassed when his mind was exposed.

At this time, the nanny delivered the food to the dining room: "Master, Miss, it's time to eat."

Mark Tingchen closed the magazine and got up: "Eat."

He said that he wanted her to eat with him.How long has it been since she had dinner at the same table as him?She can't remember.

At the dining table, she ate with her head bowed in a muffled voice, and only the dishes closest to her were served.Mark Tingchen ate slowly, hardly making any movement, and the huge dining room seemed extremely quiet.

Lin Butler, who was standing on the side, sighed softly, and took the serving chopsticks to add food to Wen Yan: "Don't stare at the vegetables, it's time to grow your body."

"Thank you," she whispered.

After a meal, she ate as much as Butler Lin added to her, but suddenly she ate so much at once, her stomach ached a little.

After the meal, Liu's mother had already cleaned up the room: "Yanyan, check to see if there is anything in the utility room that I haven't cleaned up. You can go find it yourself, and I'll move most of it upstairs for you. gone."

Mark Tingchen was in the living room, she glanced at him guiltyly, and answered Mama Liu.

After waiting for him to return to the room, Wen Yan secretly went to the utility room and took out the gift box from the cardboard box under the bed.

Immediately, she went upstairs lightly, but as soon as she arrived at the door, the door next to her was opened, her eyes met each other, her eyes widened like a frightened deer, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously took the thing in her hand XZ to behind.

"What? Bring it here." Mark Tingchen looked down at her with an orderly tone.

Like a child who did something wrong, she persisted in his gaze for two seconds before stretching out her hand.

Mark Tingchen opened one of the gift boxes and took a look, then said, "Go to sleep."

She knew that he would not return it to her, and she did not dare to fight for it. She had expected it when she accepted the gift, and this ending was not unexpected.

Walking into the room and closing the door, she breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking of the note in the gift box Shen Jie gave her, she knelt down slowly: "Dead..."

Just like most parents, Mark Tingchen does not allow her to fall in love early, even though she is an adult, he is not her parents... He can barely be regarded as a legal guardian.

Mark Tingchen had the idea of ​​throwing away the gift box. He had been doing this for the past ten years, but this time, he didn't do it right away. Thinking of her shocked and frightened appearance just now, he felt a burst of pain in his heart. irritable.

He casually opened the unopened gift box, the first thing that caught his attention was not the delicate and beautiful bracelet inside, but the note.

Qing Juan's face suddenly sank.

Hold your hand and grow old with you, huh...

At the same time, Wen Yan, who was lying on the big soft bed, suffered from insomnia.

She earnestly prayed that Mark Tingchen would not find Shen Jie's note, but she couldn't help thinking what would happen if she was found out?
Just as she was struggling, the mobile phone placed beside the bed suddenly rang. It was the mobile phone that Mark Tingchen gave her, and only his number was stored.

She knew it was from him almost without looking at it. Thinking of the consequences of ignoring his message, Wen Yan bit the bullet and turned on the phone. There were only two short words: come here.

Her heart sank, she put on her coat and walked to his door step by step, hesitating for a long time before reaching out to knock on the door.

His cold voice came from inside: "Come in."

She opened the door and went in. Mark Tingchen was still habitually sitting on the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a cigarette between his fingers. Usually he was not in a good mood at this time, so she didn't dare to approach him and stood far away.

"Come here." He spoke again, his voice was a little colder, it was obviously the same word as the content of the message, and when he said it, she was more frightened than when he said it on the phone.

Wen Yan bravely walked up to him and stood still, but he didn't dare to say anything. Suddenly, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, and Wen Yan sat on his lap unexpectedly!

(End of this chapter)