Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

A man sat on a leather sofa with his back to her. In front of him was a huge glass window that fell to the ground. Outside, there were continuous peaks and court lights. The other window was covered by a dark blue cashmere curtain.

His background is not in the dark, giving people infinite depression and silence.

At the moment of seeing him, Mu Enron's grievance and bitterness were like a bomb that ignited the primer. It exploded with a bang, forcing tears to almost fall.

"Dongfang Shichuan, why do you want me to marry him?"

It was almost a trembling voice, forced out of her chest. When she said this sentence, Mu Enron no longer controlled her tears. It was hot and fell from her eyes. The position of her heart seemed to have been stabbed hard, and the knife was poisoned. The heart rending pain spread inch by inch along her blood, and her hands and feet were cold.

The person holding the dagger is Dongfang Shichuan, the man she has loved for eight years.

"Break your last thought," the man sitting in the dark never moved. His indifferent voice was the coldest and sharpest ice. He was silent but the fastest and accurate, leaving her nowhere to hide. "Miss mu, don't you think the farce of these eight years should finally come to an end?"

Tears rolled down her eyes. In the blurred water light, a handsome and screaming face showed a forced coldness. The typical face of mixed Chinese and Western blood mixed with the delicacy of the East and the profundity of the West. For example, the carved facial features are the most exquisite works of art in the world. The cold and rigid facial lines, the thin lips under the tall bridge of the nose, and the deep eyes are the blue planet, A clear, sharp and cold ice cone.

A powerful aura emanated from him. Although he was sitting in the dark, his dignified momentum did not weaken at all - yes, he was the eldest young master of the Oriental family, Dongfang Shichuan, who controlled half of the country's economy.

"Miss mu, I think you should be satisfied. According to the current situation of the Mu family, marrying Dongfang Shijin doesn't think it's something you should dream of?"

His cold voice continued, and his icy eyes had no emotion at all.

Mu Enron's tears kept rolling, "Dongfang Shichuan - you have to watch me marry your brother, so can you really care nothing for the eight years I love you?"

"Mu Enron," he called out her full name for the first time, but it made people feel infinite depression in peace, "I said that the farce should end after all. This is the best ending."

“……”

"This is the best return you can do to the Mu family - instead of pestering me here, and finally ending up with nothing for the Mu family."

"Well, Dongfang Shichuan, it sounds like I should thank you," Mu Enron tried to pull up a smile on her sad face, but her uncontrollable tears rolled more violently. She tried to curb the pain spreading in her heart. His words turned into a sharp knife. "Dongfang Shichuan, do you know what I regret most now?"

“……”

"I fell in love with you for eight years!"

Mu Enron almost roared at the last sentence. She exhausted all her strength, her long hair hung down disorderly, and her face was blurred with tears. However, the man still sat there, calm and indifferent.

Indifferent eyes looked at her, without a trace of emotion.

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