"You can't go."
Marley's face was calm, but his behavior was rude and cruel.
He quickly rushed to Jia Meng, grabbed her by the hand, and dragged her away.
The handsome driver is very witty and continues to "add fuel and vinegar" behind him:
"Mrs. King, I'm waiting for you downstairs."
All the people present looked at each other and gave out knowing smiles to each other.
Before the voice was over, there was a violent "bang bang" sound of the door closing.
The three servants couldn't help but give thumbs up to the handsome driver in praise-
"This radical method is used in a timely manner!"
"You still have a way!"
"Oh, who doesn't know that boss King cares most about his husband's safety!"
The handsome driver turned around coolly, with a posture of "hiding his merit and fame", slipped out the door by himself, and went to fly his helicopter.
The chef shed tears inexplicably, he touched the vicissitudes of beard growing from the corner of his mouth, thoughtfully:
"Who isn't it? Last time Madam fainted, boss King went on a hunger strike! Yesterday he stayed up all night and wanted to make the Buddha jump over the wall, just to give Madam a taste of the famous domestic dishes..."
The two bodyguards arranged their clothes at the same time, a little jealous:
"The boss now has a wife and no friends. He used to work out with us, alas."
"Stop talking. I don't know if the boss brought the wife back to the room, is it a good thing or a bad thing?"
The cautious old butler did not take it lightly. He frowned and looked at the door of the room.
The three servants nodded gossiping and couldn't help but crept to the door of the room.
The three squatted side by side at the door, their ears pressed against the crack of the door, trying to listen carefully to the conversation that took place inside.
Seeing this, the two bodyguards had an overwhelming sense of mission and immediately rushed to arrest people.
Without waiting for the bodyguard to take action, the old butler stretched out his slap in frustration, and drove the servants away like a ghost.
"Are you crazy? How dare you eavesdrop on what the boss and your wife are saying!"
While the old butler was lecturing, he took everyone back to the hall and performed their duties.
At this moment, in the room.
"You hurt me!" Jia Meng freed Marei's hand and pointed to the pinched red handprint on his wrist.
Marai's fingertips kneaded at the position of the red handprint, a sullen reproaching voice:
"Promise me, I won't be allowed to play any dangerous projects in the future."
"That depends on my mood!" Jia Meng pursed his lips, dismissing it.
Marai broke Jia Meng's fingers apart, raised it above his head, and shouted:
"you swear."
Jia Meng: "..."
What the hell? Is this even going to swear
Even if married as a wife, Jia Meng hopes to be an independent person.
Even if she has any safety issues, it doesn't have to be Marley's approval!
Jia Meng was angry: "I just want to die, you can't control it. Humph!"
"I think you are impatient for your life!" Marley's dark eyes suddenly seemed to be stained with scarlet, bloodshot eyes.
He completely restored his rough nature and pushed Jia Meng to the bed.
The tall and heavy body pressed down.
Those thin lips were like an ice blade, cut with one knife on Jia Meng's face, and came across the ground.
Jia Meng only felt that the hail hit her face, which was painful and irritating.
"Haha, you finally revealed your true shape." Jia Meng's eyes stared at Marei's scarlet eyeballs, mockingly.
Marley remained silent, but continued to release his animality.
Jia Meng didn't resist either, just a face of contempt, like a wooden man sticking there.
When Marei tore open Jia Meng's neckline, he heard a "hum" sneer.
After the sneer, a line of tears ran down the girl's face and stuck to his thin lips.
Marley was awakened by the nightmare and loosened Jia Meng's collar.
His hurried breath gradually calmed down, and he sat blankly by Jia Meng's bed, his dark black eyes looked at the blue-green sea in the gap between the French windows outside the window.
Jia Meng took the initiative to untie the neckline that had not been torn off, crying, and provocatively said:
"Come on, go on, why did you stop?"
"It's not the first time anyway, we're engaged again, it's perfectly justified."
"Aren't you just such a good mouth? Anyway, you don't care about my heart, it's fine if people are yours!"
The scarlet color in Marei's eyes seemed to be smudged by the color of the ocean outside the window, gradually disappearing, replaced by a deep black and bright.
"Waiting for you, I have been waiting for ten years. I just want to get your heart."
After that, Marley turned and left the room.
Jia Meng's tears were quickly dried by the sea breeze coming in from outside the window.
She felt that falling in love with this man was a catastrophe in her fate.
She didn't tell him that her tears were not against his intimacy offense. ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
But inferiority complex and fear in the bones.
The next few.
Every time someone comes to invite Jia Meng downstairs to have a meal.
The servants will help her clean up the room and tidy everything in the room.
The housekeeper will also ask her for her needs, and Xin Yiyi will help her make arrangements.
The chef will specifically ask about her appetite and try his best to satisfy her appetite.
The bodyguard stood by the door of her room. Although she was not forbidden to be free, she always felt uneasy.
The handsome driver still looked like a hippie smiling face, but he didn't mention "playing dangerous projects" anymore.
Everything in the Sands Villa is like a normal company, operating in an orderly manner, without any problems.
But everyone knows that the boss and his wife are engaged in an unprecedented "cold war".
Long and lasting.
The terrible makes everyone afraid of even the atmosphere.
Every time Jia Meng saw everyone, only he didn't see Marei.
She dared not ask, nor did she want to find him.
Although she knew that, he lived in the black-and-white style room next door.
Only separated by a wall, there seems to be an insurmountable gap between them.
Every Jia Meng, in addition to clothing, food, housing, and transportation, she starts the fantasy mobile game from time to time, goes online to stare in a daze, and chat.
However, Marley is not in the game either.
As Marley's real fiancée, Jia Meng, together with Long Ting's wife in the game, lives like a widow.
After a few.
This, life in the Sands Villa remains as usual.
But when Jia Mengbai was bored and logged into the game in the afternoon, he saw a striking advertisement:
The player leader system is hotly launched. The campaign for the leader of each marquee is launched! New Bayi Chinese website debut
Jia Meng was so excited that he stroked the words on the phone screen over and over again, and couldn't help but be grateful:
Marais really did it. Let the development team launch a new gameplay within this week, and it will really be online...
However, seeing such news, Jia Meng's mind was still thinking about what the person said to her on WeChat—
"In fact, what I remember most clearly is the story after you became the lord of Unreal City."
"It's better to remember that period of history by yourself."
"History is always similar, and the story can be repeated."