Chapter 49: The Bird with Broken Wings
Four Rolls-Royces came at a gallop and slowly stopped around her, she was forced to stop, and a group of well-trained bodyguards walked down, surrounded her path, and leaned forward slightly, "Madam, Mr. is in the car, please get in the car." ”
A second or two passed... Obviously, their wives had no intention of getting into the car, and the bodyguards looked unbearable.
Hoth City got out of the car angrily and went straight to her, the cold aura around her body made the people in front of her a little scared, she had never seen such Hoth City. There was a wave of anger burning in his heart, and he wanted to tear her apart, because he was usually too good to her, so that she could challenge his anger again and again.
This time, if she didn't understand the consequences of being angry, she wouldn't know how to learn to be a good wife.
"Go by yourself, or shall I hold you?" The voice was low and cold.
Gu Mian sneered, and hid the pear vortex: "Don't touch me, I feel disgusting." I'll never be able to leave you, can I? ”
Her resolute voice seeped into his heart, Huo Sicheng grabbed her hard, stopped her waist and picked her up, and her deep voice carried a hint of flattery: "Gu Mian, the last chance is to choose to be my wife obediently, let me spoil you well; Or imagine the bird in captivity, trapped in a cage forever. ”
Gu Mian said goodbye to his pale face, and said lightly: "The birds in the cage are not bad. ”
"Gu Mian" has a long tone, three points cold, seven points weird.
She closed her eyes, no longer taking in the chill he bringed. She could already foresee what kind of bloody storm would greet her.
Hoth City was furious, and his eyes were misty and there was an undercurrent that could not be dispersed. Carrying her back to the master bedroom of the Regency Manor, the door was locked. The whole room was dark, his eyes were suffocatingly beautiful, and his voice was tough: "This is your choice, in the future, you will stay here obediently and don't go anywhere." ”
Hoth City was very close, and the hot breath of snorting sprayed on Gu Mian's face, it was hot and hot, Gu Mian was a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't retreat.
"Why me." She asked.
"It can only be you." He replied.
Why her? The city of Hoth has no answer.
For three days and two nights, Huo Sicheng and Gu Mian were in the master bedroom, never stepping out of the door, and the maid's three meals were delivered to the door on time, no one knew what was going on inside, let alone anyone dared to speculate.
It wasn't until the morning of the third day that Howth City walked out of the door and appeared in the hall downstairs, where he stood with his hands in his hands, and now in the center of the hall, the bodyguards and servants of the manor lowered their heads and turned pale.
"Mrs. is young, you have to be patient and coaxed, if there is a mistake...", the eyes, thousands of miles of snow, thousands of miles of ice, the words hidden mysteries, thick warning swept towards everyone, scared everyone to bury their heads lower.
"Yes," replied deferentially and neatly.
Upstairs, Gu Mian endured the discomfort and got up, her eyes were distracted, and she didn't say a word until all the ornaments and facilities in the bedroom were destroyed to the ground.
A servant went up to clean up the room, and was shocked by the messy scene in front of him, the quilt pillow was thrown to the ground, the glass shards were all over the floor, the clothes were scattered all over the ground, and the whole bedroom still had a trace of extravagance, and the picture was embarrassing.
And their hostess squatted barefoot in the corner of the sofa with her head disheveled, her hands on her shoulders, and her exposed arms covered with fine kiss marks, it was hard to imagine what had happened to their husband and wife in the past three days.