Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

"Mr. Chu, what can I do for you?" Chang Huan, dressed in a white cheongsam embroidered with peony, is full of mature charm. Standing nearly three meters away from him, he asks politely.

Chu Lan Chao couldn't help but feel angry. Why do you stand so far away? Is he a plague?

At the moment, he was not angry: "what are you doing standing so far away? Am I a monster? "

Chang Huan was unmoved: "what's the matter with you, Mr. Chu? If nothing happens, I'll go down first. The soup in the kitchen needs to be looked after all the time. "

Chang Huan turned and wanted to go out. Chu lanchao looked at her back without nostalgia and became more angry: "Chang Huan, stop for me."

"Mr. Chu, please tell me what you need." Chang Huan stopped, but his face was still indifferent and distant.

Chu Lan Chao couldn't help feeling angry: "come here!"

Chang Huan kept still and repeated his previous words: "President Chu, please --"

"Chang Huan!" Chu lanchao is almost furious. It's the first time that he has been treated with cold violence. Unfortunately, Chang Huan is still indifferent, as if determined to carry out the cold violence to the end.

"President Chu..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Chu lanchao grabbed the book on the desk and threw it at her. Chang Huan was startled and hid from her head, but her face became black.

Damned guy, he hit her with a book. It's really

However, before Chang Huan could speak, Chu lanchao repressed his anger and said coldly, "didn't you ask me what I want to do? Well, pick up the book, sit down here and read to me! "

Read to him?

Chang Huan can't help but frown. I'm afraid reading is fake. Is it true to let her stay?

She glanced down at the book that had fallen on the ground. It was not a poem or a legend, but a book on law.

She low body picked up the book on the ground, gently brushed the dust above, light said: "Chu always want to listen to the book is not impossible, but I'm cooking soup, can't leave people, I'm afraid it will take some time to accompany Chu always."

"You cook soup in the morning and now, how much soup do you cook in a day? I don't remember having such a big appetite and drinking so much soup Chu orchid tide impatiently interrupts her words, the vision is pressing her: "or you don't want to stay at all?"

Come with me? "

Isn't that obvious? Chang Huan lowered his head and didn't speak, acquiesced to his words.

"Well, I knew what I said was that I would stay and take care of me. I don't think I died fast enough. I want to be angry." Chu Lan Chao's voice became colder and colder: "I know that you hate me in your heart. If you want me to die, you will be happy."

"Mr. Chu, you think too much." Chang Huan light said, but the heart is bitter.

She hated him, but she didn't want him to die.

"You and I know it, so why hide it?" Chu Lan Chao looks very cold, eyes deep, cold with a bit of sadness, waved: "well, I don't force you, you go! I'm dead. "

He moved too much and hurt the wound. He snorted and made no more noise. Except for a slight tremble, he could see that he was enduring. He never showed weakness again. He turned his back to her and seemed to refuse to see her again.

Chang Huan stood in silence for a while. She wanted to fall all these things and leave. But she looked at the slightly trembling figure, but she couldn't leave her heart. At last, she sighed secretly, walked over, sat down beside the bed, and wanted to check his wound: "did you pull the wound again? Let me see. "