"Miss Liang, Miss Liang......"

Inside, the crying was quiet, replaced by the clatter of things falling on the ground.

After receiving Ji Linghao's order, the housekeeper opened the door with a spare key, looking at the mess on the ground, but no one dared to stop him.

"Liang Kexin!"

Liang Kexin's eyes were red as she was smashing, and an iron tong reached over and grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the ground.

Ji Linghao watched as all the things in the house were smashed and torn apart, and he finally became angry, who had always been cold.

He grabbed her by the neck, forced her to meet his dead inky eyes, and asked, "You hate me so much?" ”

"Yes!" Liang Kexin bit her lip and glared at him, the tears in her eyes were painful: "Yes, I hate you, I shouldn't have come with you in the first place, and now my intestines are repentant." ”

"Whether you regret it or not, Liang Kexin, you are my Ji Linghao's person, and I will never allow you to have the idea of leaving." Ji Linghao lowered his head and warned her word by word.

"Not leaving? Don't you want me to be with the enemy as if nothing happened? ”

The sneer on the corner of Liang Kexin's mouth deeply pierced Ji Linghao's heart.

Hearing the woman's forcible snort, Ji Linghao realized that he was out of control and almost broke her slender neck, so he hurriedly let go of his hand and turned to gently caressing.

In Liang Kexin's opinion, this action is still acting.

She waved his hand away and sneered: "Ji Linghao, your pretentious appearance really makes me sick. The Zhang family has nothing, you have got everything you want, and now you are still next to me, do you want to be able to remember your great deeds when you look at me every day? ”

"Ji Linghao, you are a madman, you are mentally ill!"

Before the end fell, Liang Kexin's eyes swirled, and the whole person was blocked between the cold white wall and the hot flesh.

With her mouth firmly covered, the man lowered his head and whispered a gloomy warning in her ear: "I've been crazy for so long, I don't care if I'm crazy for the rest of my life." So ......"

The man paused deliberately, licked her earlobe, and smiled like a demon crawling into the world: "You can't hide from me anyway." ”

When he saw Liang Kexin for the first time in the town, Ji Linghao made up his mind to tie Liang Kexin up for a lifetime, if it is a lifetime, it must be a lifetime, not a day less!

This is Ji Linghao's stubbornness, terrible paranoia.

On weekdays, Ji Linghao is perfect.

Whether it is knowledge, appearance, or status, he has always been impeccable.

Maybe people who are too perfect on the outside have bloodthirsty maniacs living in their hearts.

Today's Ji Linghao's devil was unsealed by Liang Kexin.

Since then, Liang Kexin not only has hatred for Ji Linghao, but also has a deep fear.

It was a fear from the bottom of my heart.

"Kexin, this is your favorite pastry."

At the dinner table, as soon as Ji Linghao's voice sounded, Liang Kexin's body couldn't help but tense.

She stiffened her head and saw what was handed to her mouth, and her stomach felt a pang of disgust.

"Do you want to eat it yourself, or do you want me to feed you with my own hands?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, his other free hand caressing her chin.

It seems that if she doesn't open her mouth, he will pinch her chin and force it in.

Liang Kexin was really afraid of his angry appearance, so she had to force herself to bite into the sweet and greasy pastry.

After chewing a few times and holding back the vomiting sensation, she wondered why she had liked it before.

"Good."

Ji Linghao hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, rubbed her long hair dotingly, and then picked up his suit jacket and rushed to the company.

Since he scared her that day, he deliberately put off his work and ate with her.

Liang Kexin had never been to the company, but when he saw the manager waiting for him to go to work at the door and was so anxious that he was about to cry, he knew that Ji Linghao was really busy.

It's just that his kind of flattery, in front of Liang Kexin, has no benefit except for making her hate and retreat.

"Miss Liang, this is the jewelry and dress that Mr. Ji specially selected for you, all of which are designed by top French designers."

A room full of extravagant items.

The housekeeper explained: "Mr. Ji said that these are small compensations. ”

Scold.

Compensate?

"Take it."

These things are placed here all the time and no longer remind her that Ji Linghao's pretentious face is disgusting.

Maybe Ji Linghao had explained that the housekeeper was all dependent on her before, and the housekeeper quickly ordered someone to retreat, and added at the end: "Mr. Ji explained, if Miss Liang has what she wants, just ask." ”

Hearing this, the woman sitting at the head of the bed moved, and she hooked the corners of her mouth and sneered: "Anything? You tell him that I want the entire Ji family. ”

The housekeeper repeated the original words to Ji Linghao.

That night, Ji Linghao brought a house transfer letter and put it in front of Liang Kexin.

Liang Kexin swept her eyebrows coldly, and asked angrily, "What do you mean?" ”

"Don't you want the Ji family? There is only such a villa left in the Ji family. You want it, give it to you. ”

"The whole group doesn't count?"

"Liang Kexin." Ji Linghao's voice was low, and Liang Kexin heard a little anger in it.

"I'm tired and want to sleep."

She knew that she didn't have the capital to clash with him head-on, so she found an excuse to leave.

Walking to the steps on the second floor, she couldn't help but stop and look back, looking at the silhouette of Ji Linghao drowning in the dark, her nails deeply buckled into the agarwood of the guardrail.

Brother Yansheng said that she must wait for his news before making plans.

If it weren't for that, she wouldn't want to stay in this villa for a minute.

This trouble, Ji Zhai is afraid that Liang Kexin will be regarded as a madman.

But that's right, now Liang Kexin is a madman, a madman who was driven crazy by Ji Linghao himself.

Before the scarlet in Liang Kexin's eyes faded, Ji Linghao forcibly carried her on his shoulders and walked to the room on the second floor.

Opening the door, Ji Linghao threw her on the bed, looked at her condescendingly, and his hands had already begun to untie his suit.

Liang Kexin's face changed, and he neatly took out the hidden fruit knife and put it on his chest vigilantly: "Ji Linghao, you are not allowed to come." ”

"Why, I didn't succeed before, and now you're going to kill me again?"

Ji Linghao threw away the suit in his hand, unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt, and approached Liang Kexin with elegant steps.

"Don't come here." Liang Kexin closed her eyes in fear, holding scissors and waving them in the air.

Suddenly, the fruit knife in his hand was snatched away, replaced by an unusually cold wrist.

She opened her eyes and saw that Ji Linghao took out two chains and locked her.

"What do you do? Ji Linghao, you're crazy. ”

"You went crazy first!" Pressing Liang Kexin's panicked and struggling body, Ji Linghao tore her red lips with punishment.

In the next second, the man couldn't help but snort.

He glanced down at Liang Kexin, who was covered with thorns, wiped the bitten blood beads on his lips with his fingertips, and said angrily: "Liang Kexin, you are the one who provoked the trouble, don't blame me later." ”

After she was pressed on the bed and repaired severely, Ji Linghao left.