Take a taxi back to that prison, the place that ruined his life, the place where there was no love, the place that was full of cold-blooded and desolate.

Walking into the hall, the gold and jade are magnificent, all showing nobility and style.

A bodyguard in a black suit and black sunglasses walked up to him and said coldly, "Miss Xingchen, the master is waiting for you in the study." ”

looked at the bodyguard coldly and laughed self-deprecatingly.

What can happen, what kind of house rules have been committed.

The study room is quiet and strict.

And the study room of the Star Villa is even more so.

Books are neatly placed on the shelves, with dim chandeliers and drooping tassels.

The old man sat in the rotating chair, looking down at Xingchen Lianxue's beautiful face.

"Girl, have you been getting too close to Hanxi lately?"

She glanced coldly at the old man, and a playful smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"Too close?"

The old man was not offended by her indifference, and knocked on the table.

"Yixue is Hanxi's future wife, and the woman who assists Hanxi can only be her."

Xingchen Lianxue's heart twitched slightly, what is her?

"Old man, I don't have the slightest interest in your precious grandson. Or worry about your life. ”

Turning around and walking to the door, before his hand touched the doorknob, the old man said nonchalantly: "I agree to your marriage with Yan Yihan, don't mess with flowers everywhere if you have a fiancé!" ”

"It's not me who is messing with flowers, it's your only seedling!"

With the sound of the door closing, the bodyguard at the door really admired Miss Xingchen's courage.

Because she is the only one in this castle who dares to call out the old man.

Xingchen Lianxue, who was in an irritable mood, drove his limited BMW car to the blood refining.

For last night's humiliation, she has to get it back, otherwise she, the palace master, can go home to rest.

The Blood Refining Palace, as its name suggests, is full of blood.

The number of times she returned to the Blood Refining Palace in a year was simply a handful, and every time she appeared with a mask, no one had seen her true face, except for the Night Demon Donglin Zixuan.

Boss Qian was held in the main hall by the protector of the Blood Refining Palace, and Boss Qian's trembling was owned by ordinary people.

Xingchen Lianxue was dressed in a pure black slip dress, untouchable, and sat unruly on the high seat in the center of the main hall.

On both sides stood the most trusted protectors, blood and red leaves.

The pink red lips were slightly hooked, and he looked at Boss Qian, who was already trembling.

"Yuelian has been getting bolder and bolder recently, and even her little minions are so rampant."

Boss Qian's dog-legged face and sat on the cold woman is touting.

"Palace Master, I really didn't know it was you that day, so I was abrupt. Here, I compensate you no. ”

The cold eyes of the red leaves on the side shot directly at Boss Qian's obscene and flattering face, and said coldly, "How can the palace master's face be spied on by an ignorant junior like you?!" ”

It seems to be a negative sentence, but it is slowly displeased.

Xingchen Aixue played with the perfect fingers of slender nails, and her face was like frost.

"So what do you say?"

Seeing that there was a choice, Boss Qian began to dogleg.

"Palace Master, I can apologize!"

Xingchen Lianxue waved his hand, and the protector pulled up Boss Qian and dragged him outside.

For this kind of villain who only wants to be greedy for a small bargain, Xingchen Love Snow is the villain he hates the most.

They will only do things that steal chickens and dogs.

Now in her eyes, Yuelian's helmsman is like this.

"Palace Master, Yuelian wants to meet with you."

It's finally here, can't you bear it?

"Okay!"