Chapter 8: The Golden House of Hidden Beauty

Qin Bao's heart was pounding, but he tilted his head, and his thin eyebrows were tangled together, "How can I play any tricks." ”

She pursed her lips, lowered her head innocently, and lowered her tone, "It's just that I accidentally heard Mo Yiyi talking to someone on the phone before, and wanted to calculate me, so I knew how stupid I was." I treat people as good friends, but I don't know that people have always thought that I am stupid and easy to cheat, not only want to make my money, but also want to trample on me......"

Her voice became smaller and quieter, and in the end, she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't go on, she couldn't go on, she bit her lip and was silent.

And her reason is also valid, she is not getting smarter, but only because she heard part of the truth.

Mu Zehan stared at her for a moment, didn't speak again, only closed his eyes to ease his emotions.

When he spoke again, his voice had returned to his usual indifference, "If you let me know that you are lying to me, you understand, what will be the consequences?" ”

Qin Bao bit her lip instantly, of course she knew.

It must be caught, broken legs, and locked up!

raised his eyes to look at him, lowered his head in a panic, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "How dare I lie to you, you are not like me, people are stupid and easy to deceive." ”

Mu Zehan: "......"

I always felt that this was not like a compliment to him.

He was silent for a few seconds, and he didn't bother to look at her again, for fear that he would be really angry with her.

He discovered that Qin Bao's new trick might just want to anger him.

He clenched the steering wheel and looked ahead, his jaw tightened, his thin lips pursed, and he looked angry.

Qin Bao didn't dare to speak more, it was not an overnight thing to make him trust her completely, he had to take his time.

She kept her head down quietly, trying to reduce her presence, not wanting to make him angry.

The car became very quiet, suffocatingly quiet.

After a while, Mu Zehan turned his eyes and looked deeply at the girl beside him who was looking down.

A thick black storm rolled up under his eyes, but it was only a few moments before he returned to calm.

He started the car and sped with the traffic in the night.

Qin Bao didn't dare to ask him where he was going, only knew that the car was heading towards the suburbs, and it wasn't until the car stopped that she realized that it was in a villa.

The villa is large and surrounded by warm yellow night lights, which make the villa look like a golden castle.

In the middle of the gate is the circular music fountain, and the flowers and plants around it grow very well, so much that Qin Bao can't even say the name.

Qin Bao could see at a glance that this was Mu Zehan's own villa, and it was also his and Qin Bao's home after marriage.

It can also be said that this is the golden house of Tibetan Jiao.

Qin Bao in the novel was imprisoned in this castle-like villa, and finally couldn't stand it and committed suicide.

The gate of the villa automatically opened when Mu Zehan's car was about to approach, and he drove directly in, and it took about twenty minutes to drive from the gate to the villa, and there were all kinds of flowers and plants and rockery fountains along the road.

Qin Bao secretly looked out the window all the way, looking at the scenery along the way, the secret path really entered the world of the domineering president.

In the real world, her family is actually rich, but it is really not worth mentioning compared to Mu Zehan.

The world of the novel is that there is no need to think about logic, the author wants him to be as rich as he wants, and the richest man in the world is only worthy of lifting his shoes.

Looking at the castle-like home in front of him, Qin Baoyue sighed a little emotionally, such a castle, even if she was allowed to live in it for a year, she would not commit suicide.

Anyway, just this castle, she is afraid that she will not be able to visit it for half a year.

If you have nothing to do, you can still plant flowers and trees, but you can't grow vegetables and fruits, you can always find something to do, so why commit suicide?