Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Could it be that master Dongfang killed someone here when she fell asleep last night?!

Once the idea came out, it was like a sharp ice cone stabbed into her heart, and then her world suddenly appeared a gap, slowly expanding

Yesterday, master Dongfang was drunk and had a bad intention towards her

While she was struggling, a woman named Xilin, her mother's former maid, appeared and knocked master Dongfang unconscious with a wine bottle

Xilin said, leave the Oriental world brocade

Just yesterday, after ye Qingcheng and Xilin separated, they had no place to go. Of course, they went to the castle of Dongfang Shijin.

As long as master Dongfang wakes up and thinks a little, he can know where ye Qingcheng is

Dongfang master is so cruel and ruthless. He clearly said yesterday that he doesn't care about his son, even if he withdraws with him and has the ability to inherit the son of the Dongfang family... He doesn't care at all.

As the saying goes, tiger poison doesn't eat children, but master Dongfang is obviously an unintentional person!

Not even a beast!

Now ye Qingcheng is tied here. Master Dongfang must have done it. So now that he has caught her, what will he do to her?

What about the Oriental world brocade? How is the Oriental world brocade now?

Ye Qingcheng's world seems to collapse a little, and the crack is getting bigger and bigger

"Is there anyone..." Ye Qingcheng's voice trembled a little, and her voice wavered again and again in the empty house

"Anyone..."

"Anyone..."

"People..."

This empty voice echoed constantly in the empty room, making Ye Qingcheng feel insecure, just like wood floating on the sea

She shouted for a while, and no one replied. She stopped to save energy. In case of an emergency, she could still deal with it.

However, before ye Qingcheng calmed down, a click came from the top, as if someone was opening the door with a key.

This empty echo makes Ye Qingcheng particularly uncomfortable, especially unpredictable and unpredictable. His nerves seem to be tightening

Ye Qingcheng's nerves became sensitive, especially after experiencing these things

Her eyes looked at the source of the sound.

A dim lantern gave out a faint light, and ye Qingcheng's eyes looked closely at it. It seemed that it was a man wearing a leather court coat and a servant.

"Who are you?"

Ye Qingcheng asked alertly. Her hair was a little messy.

I don't know if it's because it's too cold here. There is a cold sweat on Ye Qingcheng's back. It seems that the surrounding air is getting cold

"It's time, you wake up..."

There is a layer of steps winding down from an unknown place above.

The attendant, with curly chestnut hair, stood on the last step and raised the lantern in his hand, as if looking at Ye Qingcheng bound there.

"Who are you?" Ye Qingcheng listened to his strong British English and immediately realized that this man could not speak Chinese.

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