"You ......" Su Xiumei raised her hand and pointed at her with tears in her eyes, her chest rising and falling violently: "Lin Weiwei, our family Yueyue treats you like her own sister, why are you doing this!"

"Why am I doing this, don't godmothers know!" Lin Weiwei's eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, "My childhood sweetheart with Brother Xia Yang was originally a match made in heaven, if it weren't for Cheng Xiaoyue's sideways, I would be the one who was with Brother Xia Yang!" ”

Su Xiumei covered her chest hard, and her breathing was disordered: "So, so you designed all this to frame Yueyue?"

"That's all Cheng Xiaoyue, she asked for herself!" Lin Weiwei took half a step back, raised her chin high, and looked contemptuous: "Besides, Lin Yichen is the task of calling for wind and rain in Ancheng, and he can climb into his bed, I don't know how many women's dreams, with Cheng Xiaoyue's identity, she can sleep with Lin Yichen, maybe she will thank me."

After speaking, she quickly turned around and pushed the door, trying to lock Su Xiumei in the guest room.

Suddenly, a pair of hands clenched her arms tightly, and Lin Weiwei tried to break free a few times, only to find that she couldn't break free.

She turned her head and glared at Su Xiumei viciously: "Let go of me, what do you want to do?"

"I'm going out and bringing Yueyue back!"

"No, you can't! You can't ruin my plans! "Now many guests stay at the Lin family, not to mention that Gu Xiayang is also there, if this matter is big, no one will have good fruit to eat.

"I'm going to find Xia Yang and let Xia Yang get Yueyue back."

Hearing Su Xiumei mention Gu Xiayang, Lin Weiwei panicked: "You can't go to Brother Xia Yang, you can't let Brother Xia Yang know!" I don't allow Brother Xia Yang to know! ”

I don't know where the strength came from, she shook off Su Xiumei's hand violently, and pushed Su Xiumei's bloated body backwards.

Bang –

With a loud bang, lightning pierced the sky, and the lights above suddenly dimmed.

Su Xiumei was like a tumbler who had put down her center of gravity, staggered back a few steps, and the moment her body fell, her head hit the porcelain table corner heavily.

There was a few seconds of dead silence in the air, and for a moment Lin Weiwei could only hear her own gasps.

After a long time, she finally sensed that something was wrong, and slowly walked to Su Xiumei's side and called tentatively, "Godmother?"

No one answered.

A bad premonition arose, Lin Weiwei's breathing seemed to be choked all of a sudden, she squatted down in shock and fear, gently pushed Su Xiumei's body, and shouted: "Godmother, wake up?"

Su Xiumei's eyes were half-open, and the whites of her eyes were already lifeless.

Lin Weiwei trembled and stretched out her hand, slowly probed Su Xiumei's snort, and then retracted her hand like an electric shock.

"Dead ...... He's dead? Lin Weiwei fell to the ground and looked at her hands in disbelief.

How could he die so easily, he obviously didn't push her hard just now.

Cheng Wei, who went out to look for his wife, witnessed all this happening at the door, and his eyes widened in horror: "Kill, kill, kill ......"

Before the words could be fully shouted, a pair of delicate and delicate hands suddenly covered Cheng Wei's mouth, led him into the room, and closed the door tightly.

"Don't scream, godfather, don't scream." Lin Weiwei had a big sweat of fear on her forehead, and covered Cheng Wei's mouth to prevent him from making a sound: "Godfather, I didn't mean to, I just gently pushed my godmother, she, she, she died."

The moving aroma penetrated into his nose, the young body was close to his side, and as soon as Cheng Wei lowered his head, he saw the young circle on Lin Weiwei's chest rising and falling violently.

He swallowed vigorously and motioned for Lin Weiwei to put her hand down.

Lin Weiwei had already noticed the middle-aged man's straight gaze at her, she let go of her hand, and tears dripped down her pale cheeks: "Godfather, you know I didn't mean it."

Her round shoulders twitched when she spoke, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain was even more pitiful to me.

Cheng Wei's hand caressed her young body, leaned into her ear and whispered: "Weiwei, godfather knows that you didn't mean it, but now that your godmother is dead, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome to hide this matter."

Lin Weiwei raised her tearful face and looked at Cheng Wei, and asked pitifully, "Then godfather, can you help Weiwei hide it?"

Cheng Wei's hand slid down to her graceful waist, pretending to be embarrassed: "Yes, but what do you want to repay your godfather?"

Lin Weiwei resisted the urge to gag, her lips raised by half a degree, and her hand hooked Cheng Wei's neck: "Whatever Godfather wants, Weiwei can give it."

Seeing this, Cheng Wei no longer concealed his thoughts, picked up Lin Weiwei and threw her on the bed, and pressed it down.

He had long thought that this goddaughter was good-looking, but he didn't expect to finally get what he wanted today.

Lin Weiwei clenched the sheet tightly under him in humiliation, and her fingertips were hard to glow white.

She swore that all the insults she suffered today would be repaid on Cheng Xiaoyue's body in the coming day!

The torrential rain was pouring down, and Su Xiumei's eyes that couldn't be blinded happened to be looking in the direction of the big bed.

……

A night of violent rain finally stopped at dawn.

The roses in the nursery were devastated and unshaped, drooping their heads, and they were really haggard.

The Lin family's mansion is as quiet as ever, and the snow-white dove of peace is lazy, flapping its wings and flying in the sky.

"Weiwei, Weiwei, are you up?" Outside the door, the man was dressed in a clean white shirt, his eyebrows were clear, but there was anxiety in his warm voice that could not be concealed.

"Brother Xia Yang?" A delicate female voice came from the room, and Lin Weiwei opened the door excitedly.

"So early, Brother Xia Yang came to me?" Lin Weiwei's face was haggard, but her face was as shy and excited as a girl.

Gu Xiayang didn't have any charming thoughts to chat with her at all, so he only grabbed her arm hurriedly and asked, "Weiwei, have you seen Xiaoyue?" When I got up in the morning, I searched the whole house, but I couldn't see her. ”

Lin Weiwei's expression was obviously stunned for a moment, and the tingling pain gradually spread through her heart.

Cheng Xiaoyue, Cheng Xiaoyue! Why does everyone revolve around Cheng Xiaoyue, obviously she is the one who knows Brother Xia Yang first!

"Weiwei, have you seen Xiaoyue!" Seeing that she was silent, Gu Xiayang raised his voice and asked again.

Suddenly tightening her slender five fingers, Lin Weiwei raised her head and looked at Gu Xiayang innocently: "Is Yueyue missing?"

"Well, I'm going to send her back with my uncle this morning, and I can't find her anywhere." The indoor temperature was not high, but beads of sweat seeped from Gu Xiayang's forehead.

Lin Weiwei avoided the obvious worry and anxiety on his face, and softly comforted: "Brother Xiayang, don't worry, Yueyue won't have anything to do in the Lin family." As if she felt that it was inappropriate to say this, she lowered her voice again: "Don't worry, I'll go with you to find it, maybe Yueyue just can't find her way back to her room."

Gu Xiayang nodded in response, feeling more and more that Lin Weiwei and Cheng Xiaoyue had a deep friendship.

……

The pale golden sunlight poured into the huge bedroom through the gaps in the floor-to-ceiling windows, and I was sleepy at the slightest moment.

"Bang." There was a loud bang, and the door was slammed open from the outside, and the wall was slammed into the wall.

In the haze, Cheng Xiaoyue muttered, rubbing her painful head as if she had been knocked by a thief and slowly opened her eyes, but what caught her eye was the wheat-colored muscles with clear barriers.

Cheng Xiaoyue's unclear brain and exhausted body made Cheng Xiaoyue a little unresponsive, and she was stunned for five seconds before she realized that there was still a man lying next to her.

The pupils dilated in disbelief, and Cheng Xiaoyue was about to get up subconsciously, but as soon as she moved, a pair of powerful hands pulled her back into her arms.

The man's dark eyes were deep, like a pool of undisturbed springs.

Lin ...... Lin Yichen? Cheng Xiaoyue stared at the man in front of her in fear, and her mind suddenly went blank.

This, what the hell is going on?

What the hell happened last night, and how did she sleep with this pervert?

Don't...... Cheng Xiaoyue didn't dare to think about it anymore, and she didn't have time to think about it anymore.

"Yueyue, I didn't expect you to be here." Lin Weiwei hugged her arms, her delicate chin was slightly raised, and she quietly looked at the two people on the bed.

Cheng Xiaoyue's face was pale, and she bit her lip hard, and the tip of her tongue was bloody.

"If you are really any kind of person, you will make any kind of friends!" A delicately dressed middle-aged woman suddenly pushed Lin Weiwei's weak shoulders, rushed to the room, pointed at Lin Weiwei's nose and scolded angrily: "Look what kind of friend you made, they all climbed into Yichen's bed cheaply!"

Lin Weiwei lowered her head and bit her lower lip silently, letting the woman's scolding smash her head and face on her body.

Cheng Xiaoyue had seen this woman at yesterday's banquet, she was the official wife of the Lin family, and she held the power of life and death for Lin Weiwei.

Cheng Xiaoyue was a little uncomfortable, and felt distressed for Lin Weiwei.

But she didn't know anything now, and when she came to her lips, she swallowed it again, and her face was pale beside Lin Yichen, and she didn't dare to move.

Her gaze shifted slightly, to meet another pair of angry eyes.

Gu Xiayang looked at the helpless expression on her face, his five fingers were pinched together, and his eyes were eager to pierce the quilt.

Cheng Xiaoyue's familiar warmth and calmness disappeared little by little on Gu Xiayang's face, and his handsome face was completely covered by the haze: "Xiaoyue, what the hell is going on?"

The cold aura spread all over her body, and Cheng Xiaoyue couldn't help but shrink for a moment, pursed her lips, and was at a loss.

"What's going on, didn't Gu Shao already see it clearly?" The man's lazy voice carried the aftermath of satiation, and he pulled up the quilt and wrapped Cheng Xiaoyue's body tightly.

Hearing this, Gu Xiayang's hands hanging down on his side suddenly tightened, and his eyes were dark, staring at Cheng Xiaoyue, who was firmly shackled in his arms by Lin Yichen.

However, at this time, the door was pushed open again, and it was Cheng Wei who rushed in with a grief-stricken face.