Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

After standing firm, Mingyue looked at the man sitting in the chair and said with resentment.

"Want your heart? Oh, I don't want this thing. It's enough to torture your body." his beautiful eyes are stained with a light of incomparable contempt.

"Take her away!"

After a while, the bodyguard who just brought Mingyue in came in again and went out with Mingyue.

"Where are you taking me?" asked the moon.

When she came, she had prepared for the worst, but she was still afraid.

The man, who looks unfathomable, doesn't know what he will do to her?

Without speaking, the two bodyguards came to a car, opened the door and let Mingyue get on the car.

In addition to the driver, there was a handsome man sitting on the bus.

Zhong Muyan looked at the bright moon and immediately turned his head. He looked at her with a smile. There was a light of cynicism in his peach like loving eyes. "The taste of the scar has faded."

"Where are you taking me?"

"Guess?" he smiled, like the sly eyes of a fox.

"...." Mingyue was not in the mood to joke with him. She pursed her lips and didn't answer.

When the car was leaving the parking lot, it passed a white limousine.

"Isn't that Zhong Muyan? Where is he going?"

The woman in white sitting in the back looked at Zhong Muyan passing by and asked suspiciously.

"Miss Xueyu, shall we go and have a look?" lanrou stopped the car and looked at her anxiously. Her red face was full of excitement.

It's him! It's really him!

But when lanrou touched the back of the bright moon, her face immediately cooled down.

Why is there still a woman in the car?

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Mingyue drove away from the city and came to a villa in the suburbs.

The magnificent European architecture covers a vast garden with green grass and flowers.

As if to a world that doesn't belong to her.

Seen from a distance, the luxurious large-scale fountain spews out countless water columns to irrigate the delicate flowers in the garden.

The retro European architectural style is noble and elegant, not like the place that ordinary people should step into.

The Black classical gate gradually moved away and the car slowly drove forward.

The fresh air □□, the fresh green grass is also stained with the dew in the morning.

When the maids trimming flowers and plants saw the visitor, they immediately stood in a row respectfully and said in unison, "less flame."