Fang Mengru sat on the bed, nervously breaking her fingers and drooping her head. Her eyes glanced at Ji zhanrui, who was still standing.

"That..." For a long time, Fang Mengru cleared her throat.

"How did you know Leng MOJIN?" But before her voice fell, Ji zhanrui bullied her and pressed her down, trapping her in his arms.

How do you know each other? Ji zhanrui's words make Fang Mengru wake up completely. In recent days, she has been enjoying their happy and sweet time, but in fact, the problem she has been enduring is always to face.

He didn't remember her as if she had never appeared.

"Old acquaintance, old lover?" Maybe even Ji zhanrui didn't realize that when he said this, his tone was full of sour.

"Are you jealous?" Lying on the bed, Fang Mengru's big eyes looked at him, and her eyes were shining with hope.

"Jealous? Ha, why? " Ji zhanrui sniffs and looks at her with a shrug of his shoulders and eyebrows. His body can't help pulling away the distance between them. He sits with his back to her.

Looking at his back, she gave a sad smile. His meaning was obvious. From the beginning to the end, she was amorous, and he just cooperated with a woman who threw herself in her arms.

Since he is acting, how can he be emotional and jealous?

Sure enough, she overestimates herself. She is just a person of no importance.

Looking at the white ceiling, Fang Mengru's eyes lighten the light and darken, just like her mood at this time, without the sweet silk of the past.

"Don't say that for a moment." Ji zhanrui rubbed his temple. Why did he just have a moment's absence?

"What's the name of the woman who beat you at school today?" The recording effect of the mobile phone is so bad that Ji zhanrui can't hear clearly. If he asks about Ke Hanqing, he will talk about it again.

How did he know that? Fang Mengru's heart was startled, and a sad look appeared on her face. It turned out that he was looking in his eyes, but didn't come forward. Why?

Yes, he had been suspicious of her before. Would he think that it was a play carefully planned by her?

After the attack of traumatic sequelae, she has no emotion. Does the cold she make him more strange?

There are so many questions in her mind that Fang Mengru can't remember what to answer.

"Why does she trouble you? And Forget it Ji zhanrui wanted to ask her what happened afterwards, but Ke Hanqing's words rang in his mind.

Sure enough, he saw everything in his eyes, but he didn't stand up to help her.

And what? Do you want to ask her why she was so indifferent in the end? What's her answer? Tell him about his childhood, and then cry about the fact that he didn't find her for so many years?

No, it can't be! Now that she has become a gift from others, how can Fang Mengru abandon her last self-esteem and tell him about their past?!

To be a man, one should always see one's identity clearly, and she is just his "plaything" now.

"A misunderstanding." Fang Mengru sat up slowly from the bed and said it lightly.

Misunderstanding? GUI Cai believes that it's a misunderstanding. The woman lights up her knife. If Lu Yuntao hadn't arrived in time.

Damn it! Why was Lu Yuntao by her side at that time?!

Ji zhanrui looks at her with some chagrin, but she stands up as if nothing had happened, pats her clothes calmly and goes to the door.

"I have classes tomorrow." Fang Mengru said so.

Do you have any more lessons? When she went to TMD class, what Wang Han said before fell on her ears, didn't she? What about him? He said she was not allowed to go to school. Did she take it as a joke?!

Since Ji zhanrui learned from Ke Hanqing that she might suffer from emotional paralysis, he has been telling himself not to stimulate her. Even when he came home and met her and Leng MOJIN kissing me, he endured. Now she gave him such a dead look.

"Fang Mengru, I said that you are not allowed to go to school until you are well hurt." Ji zhanrui blocked her way and looked at her firmly.

"Why?" At the thought of Ji zhanrui's warm love before, now she turns to imply that she is amorous. Fang Mengru feels a little uncomfortable at the bottom of her heart. She doesn't even want to shake off his hand.

"I am your master." Ji zhanrui is very dissatisfied with her behavior of shaking off his hand three times and four times tonight. Why can Leng MOJIN touch her face and hold one hand in her arms? He is still her direct boss. Why should she keep away from him? He also put on a stubborn look of disgust.

Master. Is he reminding her again and again of her identity? Well, she called his heart, just as he wanted.

"Even pets don't like to bite people sometimes." Mingming warned himself in his heart, but once the words slip out, Fang Mengru still can't stop to satirize, and his words are proud and charming.

"Why don't you bite lengmojin?" Ji zhanrui squints at her. It seems that his master is a failure. He is despised by his own woman.

"Brother MOJIN is not a bad man." Fang Mengru gave him a hard look.So he's a bad guy? When Leng MOJIN wants to take her away, she is very happy, isn't she? Can't wait for her to follow Leng MOJIN home? so what? Is it going to tempt him to bed?

Thought is a very interesting thing. Once he starts to think about it in a certain way, all his thoughts will become abnormal. Especially now Ji zhanrui's mind is full of pictures of Fang Mengru and Leng MOJIN's bodies intertwined, which makes him feel that the emotion of patience all night must break out.

"It's so intimate, but I don't know if you can cheat him into your bed by being so shameless and coquettish!" Ji zhanrui takes out his belt, cuts Fang Mengru's hands back behind her, ties them up, and pushes her on her back.

Fang Mengru fell on the bed. The sheet rubbed the ointment on her face. The wound became hot and painful. In a short time, her small face faintly felt warm liquid flowing through. As soon as she looked up, she saw bright red flowers on the sheet.

Bleeding is not only a face injury, but also a heart injury.

"Mingqi, you think carefully for me, who is the master you should please." After that, Ji zhanrui slams the door and leaves Fang Mengru in a cold sweat.

That night, Ji zhanrui, with a black face, called the servant in the backyard to clean up a guest room and stay in it for the time being. He didn't want to go back to his room again. Facing the woman who didn't know what to do, he could challenge his limit. It seems that he can't be nice to her.

"Young master, would you like to call Miss Fang up for dinner?" An'er, who is responsible for taking care of Fang Mengru's daily life, is setting the tableware. When she looks up and touches Ji zhanrui's cold eyes, she trembles all over and almost falls to the ground.

Wu Yicai noticed that Ji zhanrui was in a bad mood early in the morning. She went to an'er and motioned her to come into the kitchen to serve breakfast.

"Wu Ma, lock her. Don't let her see anyone." Ji zhanrui added without expression: "including Lengmo brocade."

It's obvious that they are upset because of Leng MOJIN. Wu Yicai nodded respectfully and agreed, but he muttered: it seems that the young master didn't let Xiaoru go to school last night, which is serious. It seems that the young master really has a heart for Xiaoru.

Wu Yicai takes advantage of Ji zhanrui's breakfast and goes up to the second floor. He knocks on the door, but no one answers.

Xiaoru doesn't have the habit of sleeping in. How can she sleep so deeply today? Just thinking about it, Wu Yicai turned the door handle, and the door opened slowly. The scene in front of her let her take a breath of air-conditioning.

Fang Mengru's hands were tied behind her by a belt. It was probably that her blood was not circulating for a long time, which made her wrists turn blue and purple. She knelt down beside the bed. The injured side of her face seemed to swell more than yesterday. There were even traces of blood scab on the edge of the scar.

What happened last night?!