Chapter 4 What is she afraid of?
"Get out of here!"

Suddenly, Jun Mochen's voice as cold as ice and snow resounded in the room.

One person was thrown out like garbage.

Su Qiao stood still, her eyes widened.

It was Jun Meng'er!

Jun Meng'er fell heavily to the ground, her face was covered with tears, her face was flushed red, and her shoulders kept shaking.

The voice sounded very aggrieved and unwilling.

"Brother Mo Chen, I really like you. I'm not your biological sister, so why can't I marry you. Anyway, you and Su Qiao are always going to divorce..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the atmosphere around her suddenly became low, enveloped in a suffocating cold air.

"To shut up."

Jun Mochen, who was wearing pajamas, stepped out of the room, his obsidian eyes were gloomy and sharp.

Next to him was Butler Lin who was called urgently.

"Uncle Lin, ask someone to help Miss Meng'er pack her luggage. After Grandpa's May Seventh Festival is over, let the lady move out of the manor and let her board at the school."

His voice was cold, with an unacceptable strength.

Jun Meng'er immediately cried "Wow—"

"I won't leave! Boarding schools require several people to share a room, how can I get used to it?"

She is the eldest lady of the Jun family who was spoiled since she was a child, how could she go to the dormitory with those lowly commoners!
Wang Mancui also rushed over. Seeing her daughter crying like this, she was so distressed that she hugged Jun Meng'er with one hand and patted her to comfort her.

"Mo Chen, after all, Meng'er is your younger sister, the lady of the dignified Jun family, how can she live in that kind of place?"

"Meng'er did something out of line today, but since she's infatuated with you, forget it."

Su Qiao stood at the corner, blinked her eyes, and couldn't understand.

Strange, where is this sung?
After listening for a while, she understood, and the corners of her lips raised a little.
The development of the matter was even more exciting than she expected.

It turned out that when Jun Meng'er walked into Jun Mochen's room, Young Master Jun was resting with his eyes closed.

She could imagine the scene when Jun Menger saw Jun Mochen.

A large piece of Jun Mochen's pajamas was torn off by himself just now, and it was easy for others to see his strong chest and sexy eight-pack abs, and there were still deep and shallow red marks on his body from the scratches she scratched.

Jun Menger was fascinated by such a wonderful and thought-provoking masculinity.

Unexpectedly, I couldn't help reaching out to touch ~ touch.

Then Jun Mochen, who was furious, picked up his collar and fell out.

After finally holding back her laughter, just as she was about to leave quietly, she saw Jun Mochen's cold eyes looking towards her.

She involuntarily lowered her eyes and clenched her hands tightly.

Jun Mochen was still gloomy and cold as usual, but now he was obviously in a bad mood, and his beautiful face was even more gloomy.

"You stop."

Young Master Jun's voice was like ice and snow, and Su Qiao found that her legs couldn't move anymore.

Just like in her previous life, she couldn't resist his order at all.

Su Qiao bit her lip angrily, despising herself extremely in her heart.

What is she afraid of?

In her previous life, she had extremely low self-esteem because of estrogen hyperactivity. She was afraid that Jun Mochen would find out, so she always obeyed like a slave in front of him.

But she won't love him again in this life, what's so scary?

Su Qiao took a deep breath, raised her head and straightened her chest, and looked directly into his cold eyes.

"Okay, okay, good boy." Wang Mancui, who was next to her, was already in a panic, and comforted Jun Meng'er who was crying for a long time.

(End of this chapter)

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