Little Runaway Wife:Enter the Wrong President's Room

Ou zhehao turned to look at Zhang Heng and said, "prepare dinner first, and let the servant prepare the bath water."

"Yes, boss." Zhang Heng replied respectfully.

Ou zhehao walks into the cabin with LAN Xinyue in his arms and comes to the most spacious and luxurious room on board.

A huge and exquisite crystal chandelier emits orange light to illuminate the whole room. The pure wool pattern carpet texture and fabric are superb. The huge glass window is open to the eye, and the endless sea brings in the whole room bright and comfortable.

Ou zhehao puts LAN Xinyue down. Then two young maids knock on the door and come in. They salute and say:

"Madam, please let us take off your make-up."

LAN Xinyue is still wearing that exquisite pure white wedding dress with delicate and tender skin. Her beautiful eyes are as clear as stars, but the bottom of her eyes is too cold, giving people a feeling that it is not easy to approach.

Ou zhehao looks at her beautiful face. Although she looks alienated, it doesn't reduce her smart charm. On the contrary, it adds a touch of coldness and arrogance. She is just a shining and beautiful beauty!

And at this time, this peerless beauty, has completely belongs to himself, she is his wife, can no longer escape him, think of here, ou zhehao's lips can't help grinning.

"I'll wait for you outside. OK, I'll pick you up for dinner."

Ou zhehao kisses LAN Xinyue's delicate cheek intimately, stares at her quietly for a while, then turns around and walks out of the room.

The two maids enviously went to LAN Xinyue and helped her remove her make-up while exclaiming: "madam, the master is gentle to you!"

They have never seen their master so tender and affectionate towards any woman. The master must have loved this young lady so much that he would marry her.

LAN Xinyue lightly curls her lips and sighs weakly. She doesn't deny that Ou zhehao likes her very much, or even only likes her. His tenderness is all given to her. Just because of this, he is too violent and hostile to people other than her. As long as she alienates him and gets close to others, that person will get his revenge, even if that person is his brother.

His love is overbearing, possession, he will not hurt her, is not willing to hurt, but he does not understand, hurt the people around her, will also make her sad.

Thinking of Ou Zhecheng's death, her heart is like a knife, choking with pain.

Blue heart Yue's eyes suddenly filled with tears, two lines of clear tears can't control from the corner of the eye.

The two servants looked at each other and were puzzled: "madam, what's the matter with you?"

The lady has already married the host, why not happy?

"Nothing." LAN Xinyue shakes her head, quickly wipes away her tears and looks indifferent.

She doesn't want to show her fragile side in front of Ou zhehao and his hands.

The maid helped her to replace her pure white wedding dress with a light pink silk dress. LAN Xinyue's exquisite figure and her beautiful face made her a personal beauty.

"Madam, it's really beautiful!" Side of the two maids to help her comb her hair, sincerely praised.

LAN Xinyue gently raised her head, and her eyes were looking forward to a bright future. She looked at herself in the mirror with complicated eyes. After a long time, she turned around and told the two maids, "go out first, I'll do it myself."

She was not used to being treated like this, and more importantly, she resisted what they called her.

"Yes, madam, the bath water is ready. We'll come back later."

The younger and older maid was observant. She said respectfully and thoughtfully, and then left the room with another younger maid.

LAN Xinyue got up from the makeup chair and went to the bathroom to wash and bathe.

Looking at the bathroom mirror has been unloaded makeup of their own, is still so bright and moving, exciting, but the corner of the eye is sliding down two lines of tears.

In the morning, Li Yan put on a different make-up for her, saying that she was the most beautiful bride in the world. Now her makeup is gone, her heart is gone, everything has changed.

After taking a bath, LAN Xinyue goes to the big glass window and looks at the blue sea in front of her. Until a maid comes knocking on the door and says it's time for dinner, ou zhehao asks her to accompany him to dinner.

LAN Xinyue doesn't want to see him at all now, but when she thinks of the dialogue between Ou zhehao and Ou jianen at the wedding, this man is a devil. She's not sure if he will go crazy and aim his gun at other people.

She still doesn't want to disobey him now, otherwise he will go crazy and probably take her close people for an operation.

Up to now, no matter who has an accident around, LAN Xinyue can't bear it.

The dinner is very rich. The huge long table is full of all kinds of dishes, including seafood, national specialties and vegetables. Later, a servant brings a plate of fried steak with delicate appearance.

Blue heart Yue tasted, is her familiar and favorite taste, can not help but eat a few more.

Ou zhehao gracefully cuts the steak, but his hot eyes are focused on LAN Xinyue: "yue'er, you are my wife now. I bought a new house for you abroad, and we will live there and never go back to China again!"

Hearing the words, LAN Xinyue's heart trembled violently.

He would never let her go back to China, that is to say, she would never have the chance to see her parents again.

"Well." Suppress the dissatisfaction of the heart, blue heart Yue did not say anything, droop eyelids, light nodded.

She knew that she did not have the right to say no. since he got her, he would completely possess her. If she had any resistance, she would irritate him.

"What are you thinking?" Ou zhehao's eyes, black as eagles, were fixed on her and asked in a deep voice.

"Nothing." LAN Xinyue shakes her head, trying to maintain a calm expression.

"You eat more. It's too thin. There's no meat in your arms." Ou zhehao takes the initiative to bring her vegetables. Her dark eyes are looking at her, and her thin lips are smiling.

"I can't eat it." LAN Xinyue has no appetite at all. When she thinks of the scene in today's church and the man she loves has left her, how can she not feel heartache?

"You have to eat a little if you can't eat. How can you have strength if you don't eat?" Ou zhehao seldom coaxed her with a good temper, then put some dishes in her bowl, and ordered in a low voice: "these are for me to eat."

Blue heart Yue low head, silently eating, in fact it is difficult to swallow, in the heart is very uncomfortable.