Rong Zhi, a dumb girl: the warlord husband loves her

Chapter 111 Gentleman and Pretend

"She's not Rong Zhi, she's a distinguished guest invited by grandpa, don't talk nonsense!" He pushed Lu Lixin aside, "Come on, take the lady back to the room, don't let her out without my permission. "

"Brother! Why did you help her? She deserves to die!" Lu Lixin struggled not to be taken away by the servant, with hatred in his eyes, "Let me go!"

"Hurry up, don't disturb the guests!"

"Let go, bitch, you're here to seduce my brother again, let me go."

The voice finally disappeared, Lu Chongning let go of her carefully, "Are you scared?"

"It's okay." She wiped the red wine stains on her forehead.The left side of her face was red and swollen, this slap really took a lot of strength, and now her ears are still buzzing.

He wanted to touch her cheek distressedly, but she avoided her indiscriminately. He squeezed his fist secretly, hiding the darkness in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I apologize to you on behalf of my sister, she was a little irritated before. , Sometimes she will go crazy, don't blame her."

"It's okay, I may really look like that Miss Rong Zhi, that's why you all mistook me." She straightened her dress, and the large front of the skirt was soaked, and the original white gardenia flower They all looked scarlet and dazzling.

"There is a guest room on the second floor, I will take you to change clothes."

"No, I'm fine."

"Don't refuse. This is my sister's fault. It's only natural for me to make up for it as a brother. If you don't go, I will feel guilty."

Seeing that he insisted, she couldn't refuse, so she followed him to the guest room on the second floor.

"There is hot water in the bathroom. I'll ask the servant to bring you new clothes later. You should take a rest first."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay." Lu Chongning smiled softly, and when he stepped out of the room, his pretended gentlemanly demeanor was slowly removed.

Her amber eyes were full of desire.

He had waited too long for this day.

She went to the bathroom and took a comfortable hot bath, her nerves were relaxed.

Looking back on these days back home, it seems like everyone mistook her for someone else.

What kind of person is Rong Zhi?

It can make people love and hate so deeply.

"Miss, I brought you clothes." The maid's voice sounded from outside the bathroom door.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you." She stood up and opened the door to the bathroom. There was a tray on the floor at the door, and on it was a blue school uniform.

"It turned out to be a school uniform?" She felt inexplicably kind. She grew up in the United States and never wore it in school, but she just felt very familiar.

Sure enough, there is oriental blood in his blood, and he still has a deep-rooted oriental aesthetic.

With a blue top and a black knee-length skirt, she looked a little green and immature in the mirror.

"Why, so familiar?" Her fingertips touched the misty mirror, as if she had seen such a scene in a dream.

Her head was aching, so she immediately went to the living room to sit down.

When Ji Nian was born five years ago, the root cause of his illness fell, and he would have a headache when he was sad.

There was a glass of water on the table, and she took a few sips before she calmed down.

Tonight's night is a bit thick, without stars, gloomy like a ball of insoluble ink.

She was sitting on the sofa with her head resting on the backrest, feeling that the air was a bit stuffy, and it was so dry that she had difficulty breathing.

With a "click", a person came in from outside the door, and then the door was locked.

(End of this chapter)