The faint tone, the playful ridicule hidden in the gloomy eyes, were like an ice blade, piercing into the depths of Rong Qian's heart.

Her hand holding the pen was slightly loosened, her thumb twisted lightly on the pen holder, and she wanted to pull the corners of her mouth and answer him calmly.

But she couldn't do it at all, her facial skin seemed to be taut, and she couldn't make any expressions.

“…… What do you want to know?"

"Just ask you. ”

He took out the cigarette case from his bathrobe, took out a cigarette, and put it in the corner of his mouth, the Ligne2 lighter glowed with a blue light, reflecting his handsome face with more and more evil and arrogant.

He lit his cigarette, took a deep breath, and left the lighter and cigarette case on the coffee table.

Rong Qian looked at it, and the corners of her lips twitched almost invisibly, "No." ”

The smoke rose, and Mo Zun stared at her: "Really?"

The man was deliberately trying to get close to her, and if he wanted to say that he had no intentions, Mo Zun really didn't believe it.

He sneered, "Rong Qian, remember what I told you last time?"

He has said a lot, but the most truly engraved in my mind is that sentence: To be a man, you have to have a little self-knowledge. Rong Qian didn't know if the meaning of this sentence could also be applied to her relationship with Ji Yanlin? Mo Zun was so sarcastic that she recognized the facts!

"There are some people you can't get close to, remember this sentence, lest you taste the pain yourself when you get it, and you won't have a place to cry!"

She should be grateful for his warning, after all, Mo Zun wants to get rid of the relationship, and she really can't get close easily.

It's just that these words are used to describe her and Ji Yanlin...... Rong Qian raised his eyes, the light above his head was bright, and his quiet little face was as round as a goose egg, with curved eyelashes and sparkling eyes.

"I have nothing to do with Mr. Ji Yanlin...... It's just a simple friend," he apologized for almost bumping into her, he promised to help him paint a portrait, which was pure admiration, but Mo Zun would not believe it easily, "Mo Zun, on the wedding night, the contract I drafted...... I didn't lie to you, I will fulfill my one-year covenant. Just make friends, it's my freedom, I have the right to make friends......"

Mo Zun's legs were crossed, he had a cigarette between his fingers, and he looked coldly at Rong Qian in the fog to talk to him about his thoughts seriously......

Hehe, he sneered in his heart.

Mo Zun took the disposable cup she had drunk from and flicked the cigarette ash into it, "I don't know, my wife, when did she become so perceptive?"

Rong Qian's brows furrowed, thinking about whether he was praising her for always remembering his warnings?

Mo Zun stared at her, he didn't let go of the slightest change in her face, whether Rong Qian dared to betray him, put it aside for the time being, and as far as Ji Yanlin was concerned——, a person who could be regarded as playing with him in the real sense of the word, Ji Yanlin was still the first.

"I think you should understand that from the moment you planned to marry me, the position of the young grandmother of the Mo family was not so easy to sit in. The right to make friends, hehe, don't be funny, wake up. ”

He sneered mercilessly, the cigarette from his fingertips fell into the cup, Mo Zun stood up, and he looked at her condescendingly.

Rong Qian's expression has not changed in the slightest from beginning to end, is it too good to hide, or is it really nothing?

However, to some extent, Mo Zun undeniably does not care about keeping a vase at home, as he said at the beginning. But the vase must be in one's own line of sight, and shallow......

Mo Zun's eyes deepened, he had never had emotions that he shouldn't have in some small things, when he stood at the top, these were the deepest buried ones, and they could be destroyed repeatedly.

When he saw his woman squatting with other men behind his back, Mo Zun felt an evil fire in his heart, and he couldn't be at peace jumping up and down.

Rong Qian made him uneasy, and he wanted to pay something back.

Her clear eyes rippled, Mo Zun suddenly leaned down, he pinched her chin, his thin lips grabbed her lip flap, he was brave and eager to swallow her into his stomach......

If not...... Mo Zun's lower abdomen tightened, I really wanted to do it for her!

He bit her lip hard, and only when he heard her mutter, did he withdraw his hand in time.

Then he took a deep look at her, Mo Zun left, and the door was slammed shut.

Rong Qian shuddered slightly, and she slowly raised her hand to touch her lips, where there was still Mo Zun's breath.

The taste of tobacco is accompanied by his unique coldness, and Rong Qian's heartbeat is a little unstable, not because of shyness, but panic!

She only thought about the Qing person clearing himself before, and she thought that she hadn't done anything to be sorry for him, so there was no need to be afraid...... But in the end, she overestimated the distance between Mo Zun and her!

Even if it doesn't, so what?

Where is Mozun, she has always been a scheming woman, and when she gets close to Ji Yanlin, maybe she has some ideas?

Hehe, Rong Qian turned his head to look out the window, a black curtain covered the entire sky, and only the colorful neon lights of the city were Zhuozhuo.

Personality and self-esteem are nothing, she is weak in the eyes of Mo Zun!

That's why he is so unscrupulous to doubt and question her character, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

It's nothing to endure in prison!

It's just that I don't know when my heart is gone, and I don't have the kind of irregular beating that faces him.

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When she slept until midnight, Rong Qian would always unconsciously arch towards the heat source beside her, she felt that she was being embraced, and knew that it was Mo Zun who sneaked into her room, but she didn't push him away.

As soon as it was dawn, when the doorbell rang, Rong Qiancai's eyes were opened, and there was no trace of Mo Zun beside him.

The downstairs bell rang one after another, and she didn't even bother to put on her clothes, so she put a coat on her body and hurried downstairs to open the door.

The housekeeper and servant were resigned from the villa, and although it was quiet, there were many inconveniences.

When he got out of the courtyard and saw several people standing outside, Rong Qian was slightly stunned.

Mo Zun's assistant Yan Zhe she knew, but it was someone else......

Rong Qian opened the iron door, and Yan Zhe said politely and calmly, "Hello young lady," he turned around and introduced, "These are designers specially invited for you." ”

Looking at Shang Rong's suspicious gaze, Yan Zhe folded his hands on his abdomen and smiled lightly.

invited people into the villa, Rong Qian was still in the clouds, because he was not used to interacting with people, Rong Qian was a little restrained, "That, you sit first, I'll call Mo Zun ......"

Yan Zhe wanted to laugh, the honorable master led a group of people to kill the Lanjiang wharf early in the morning, this young lady still thought that people were at home?

How deep did she have to sleep?

For a while, Yan Zhe and the others tacitly agreed.

"That's right, there's a charity gala tonight, and your grandfather will attend it then, so I was ordered to bring these chief designers to the young lady," he pointed to his shallow outfit, "Dress up, so that you will definitely be able to amaze the audience." ”

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