On the outskirts of Kyoto, in a dilapidated and damp room, a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old was tied hand and foot tied and thrown on the cold floor.

The messy hair obscures the slightly pale little face, and the girl has her head down, making it difficult to see the expression on her face.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and I saw a woman slowly walking in surrounded by a group of bodyguards, no, a girl to be precise.

It's just that her shoulder-length wavy head, with the heavy makeup on her face and a black hip-wrapping skirt, make her look mature that doesn't match her age.

"Hehe, Dongfang Siyou, I didn't think you would have today," a mocking voice came from overhead, but Dongfang Siyou on the floor ignored it, still quietly bowing his head, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

"Tut-tut, it seems that you are really not worried about your current situation," seeing that the other party ignored herself, the woman was not annoyed, and said to herself.

"Say, your purpose," moved his somewhat stiff feet, perhaps because he thought the other party was too noisy, Dongfang Si's thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was still as cold as ever, without a trace of panic.

But it is this calmness that makes women itch with hatred, and they can't wait to tear this silence: "Haven't you already guessed my purpose?"

"Mu Yao, I've always been curious, I don't have any deep hatred between you and me, right?"

After speaking, he raised his head slightly to look at Mu Yao, and with this action, his face that was originally covered by his hair was revealed.

What a peerless face, dazzling and dazzling, people can't take their eyes off it.

The long eyelashes trembled and trembled, endearing, a pair of smart eyes like elves in the moonlight, exuding a faint light, and a small tear mole under the corner of the eyes, which made Dongfang Si quiet and pure and added a touch of charm, small nose bridge, cherry blossom-like lips, white skin like snow, even if it was tied hands and feet, it still could not cover the elegance of the body.

Seeing this scene, the expression of the woman, who was originally calm and calm, instantly became distorted, and even if she hid it well, she could still see the jealousy flashing in her eyes.

She stepped forward and gave Dongfang Siyou a slap, and in an instant, Dongfang Siyou's face was beaten to the side, and there was even faint blood flowing down the corner of her mouth, which shows how hard this slap was.

But Dongfang Siyou didn't care at all, she turned her head, looked at Mu Yao who was standing in front of her condescendingly, and smiled slowly.

This smile seemed to be blooming with a hundred flowers, bright and dazzling, and Mu Yao who watched it was even more jealous: "Okay, since you want to know why, I'll let you die today." ”

"Why are you born with thousands of favors, not to mention, you were born in the Dongfang family and have the wealth that others can't fight for in a lifetime, but why are you not satisfied, but you still have to occupy Qi Chi's favor, I like Qi Chi for so many years, but because of you, he has never looked at me, as long as you are there, his eyes will always be on you. ”

"Do you like your brother?" Rao is as calm as Dongfang Siyou, and he couldn't help but be surprised at this time, he always thought that Mu Yao liked Jun Chu, but he didn't expect it to be his brother.

"Yes, but it's all because of you, he never paid attention to me. ”

Every time there is a quiet place in the East, she can become the focus of the audience, and everyone's eyes are focused on her, including the man.

Hearing this, Dongfang Siyou really didn't know what to say, but she didn't expect Mu Yao's heart to be distorted to such a point, her brother really doted on her, but they were brother and sister.

"So you and Jun are together, just to get revenge on me?" Thinking of that man, Dongfang Si You's heart was still throbbing irrepressibly.