Mo Beichen looked at the man in front of him who was completely immersed in his memories, and the coldness and ruthlessness of the reflection in his eyes made his whole person look gloomy and terrifying.

"The necklace is mine, there is... What questions?" she asked cautiously.

Hyun Joon-ho was pulled back to reality, and watching this woman stare at him with a pair of innocent eyes pierced his nerves even more.

It was this woman who climbed into her bed and took the necklace that Mu Yue gave him. He didn't even have time to explain the misunderstanding clearly, and Mu Yue disappeared from his world.

The man's deep eyes flickered coldly, "You like to replace others, huh?"

"What are you talking about?" Mo Beichen couldn't figure out where his anger came from.

The man was completely enraged by her innocence, his eyes sank, and he pulled her out of bed, picked her up, and walked out the door.

When he was dragged to the door, Mo Beichen subconsciously grabbed the door frame and asked unrelentingly: "You... What the hell do you want to do?"

The man was already annoyed, and he pushed the door around, and Mo Beichen let go of his hand with a scream.

Then he carried her down the long staircase like a chick and threw her onto the sofa in the living room.

The pain of the ten fingers connecting his heart just now made Mo Beichen fall on the sofa and couldn't get up for a long time.

He turned around and found a bottle of red wine in front of her, opened it, and turned her face roughly, "Come, have a drink!

There was even a hint of a smile in his scarlet eyes when he spoke, but that kind of smile made Mo Beichen feel as if he was in an ice cellar, and his eyes were as piercing as ice knives on a cold night.

"No—" Before she could say a full sentence, his jaw had already been caught.

A stream of cold liquid flowed into her mouth, endlessly, Mo Beichen couldn't make a sound, let alone call for help, so he was forced to swallow the choking taste one after another. But she didn't have time at all, and the red wine that she hadn't had time to swallow spilled out and ran down the corners of her mouth, and she felt like a person who was about to drown at this moment.

The instinct to survive allowed her to gather all the strength in her body to push the bottle away.

Between two people pulling,

With a thud, the bottle fell and shattered, and the red liquid spilled over the white marble floor, looking eerie and terrifying.

Mo Beichen's strength suddenly failed, his body suddenly lost his balance, fell heavily from the sofa to the floor, his knees fell on the debris on the ground, and a large blood stain suddenly oozed, and Mo Beichen's tears of pain flew out.

Aunt Zhi, who heard the movement, hurriedly rushed to the living room, stood in the distance and happened to witness this terrifying scene, and asked tremblingly: "This... What's wrong? ”

The man didn't raise his eyes, only looked coldly at Mo Beichen on the ground and her jeans that had been stained red with blood, and said coldly: "It's none of your business here!"

"But..."Aunt Zhi wanted to speak and stopped, and glanced at Mo Beichen who was sitting on the ground with a pale face and a cloak.

Looking at the expressionless man again, he had to retreat to his room silently, this matter is not something she can manage.

After Aunt Zhi faded down, the man picked Mo Beichen up from the ground like a chicken, and then walked to the east of the living room.

Enduring the sharp pain in his knees, Mo Beichen said weakly, "Where are you going to take me?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't. Hyun Joon-ho's voice was cold and terrifying.

Mo Beichen symbolically struggled, but in exchange for the pain involved in the wound, he stopped moving and left him to deal with it.

Passing through the large living room, the man stopped in front of an east door.

Mo Beichen had never noticed that there was a room here.

Before she could think about it, as soon as the man's big hand was released, she was slammed to the ground again.

Hyun Junhao opened the door and walked straight in, Mo Beichen sat on the marble floor drill at the door, pressing the wound that was still oozing blood and didn't want to move.

"Still won't let me in?" Hyun Joon-ho's unmistakable voice sounded in the room, and then the lights turned on.

Mo Beichen gritted his teeth fiercely, got up from the ground and limped in.

The man in the house only turned on the wall lamp just now, and the light was dim, but he could still see that this was a well-equipped bedroom.

Mo Beichen had just walked in a few steps, and the man walked over from her with a rage, and opened the wardrobe behind her with a ---.

As soon as she turned around, she saw a neat row of young women serving, dresses, blouses, trousers, accessories, and even underwear, all of which looked like they were expensive.

Whose clothes is this?

When Mo Beichen was still thinking about it, the man had already grabbed a skirt and threw it in her face, "Changed it." ”

Why is she wearing other people's clothes? Looking at the skirt left at her feet, Mo Beichen bit her lip fiercely and did not speak, nor did she move.

At this moment, in the dim and dim light, Hyun Junhao's gloomy eyes were like a bottomless pit that could capture people's souls, "Do you want me to do it myself?"

This reminded her of the night in the car, so she endured the pain in her knee, looked at him resentfully, and silently turned sideways.

......

Her white skin was still covered with bruises left after the previous Huanyu, and the man watched her every move coldly, "I don't like it." ”

He pointed to a black set in the closet

"Change that set!"

Mo Beichen turned his back to the man, Luo's exposed shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly, and then picked up the set that Xuan Junhao pointed out and put it on, bent down to pick up the skirt at his feet and put it on, and then slowly turned around, don't look at the look on his face.

Seeing this, the man walked over to her with a cold face, hooked her chin, and hooked his lips coldly, "Yes, you look more like her?"

Although she didn't know what had happened today that had caused the man to be so angry, she could vaguely feel that it was all related to the necklace and the owner of the dress.

It's just that why did she play another woman and dress like this?

The man saw her resistance, and his hand gradually increased a little harder, "Tell me how the necklace came from, and I may consider letting you go?"

He was going to give her one last chance.

Mo Beichen lowered his eyes weakly and said, "I don't remember..."

"I'll tell you, letting you come in here is to promote you, don't look like you're cheap and good, I'll ask you one last time, how did the necklace come about?"

"I don't know, I really don't know..."Facing the man pressing step by step, Mo Beichen's eyes couldn't help but begin to be covered with a layer of moisture.

"Then don't blame me. The man's eyes were as piercing and cold as ice blades, and she was shocked to see it.

.........

Vaguely, I only heard Hyun Junhao in his ear, and kept calling a name: "Yue." ”

.......

Mo Beichen sat paralyzed on the ground, feeling as if he had been evacuated by something, enduring physical, mental and spiritual exhaustion, and felt as if everything in front of him was about to disappear.

The man glanced coldly at the pale woman, picked up the shirt and pants on the floor, and turned back into the bathroom in the bedroom.

By the time he came out of the shower, Mo Beichen had already left, and the white skirt on the ground had been folded and placed in its original position, but the blood stains on the white skirt were a little dazzling.

"Aunt Zhi, Aunt Zhi—" The man called twice to the door.

After Aunt Zhi heard her master's voice, she hurriedly trotted to the door, "Young master, what's the matter?"

Hyun Jun-ho pointed to the closet and said, "These two sets of clothes, wash them and put them back here." ”

"Yes. Aunt Zhi stepped forward and carefully picked up the clothes.

After the man finished speaking, he walked out of the door with his long legs, and when he walked to the door, he paused suddenly, and turned back and said, "Remember to wash your hands." ”

"Yes, young master. ”

After Hyun Jun-ho left, Aunt Zhi was a little worried about Mo Beichen, who had just been injured. I wanted to go upstairs to see how she was doing, but when I went to the door and found that the lights in her bedroom had gone out, I quietly retreated.