Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Ji Ziang lay on the edge of the bed, tried his best to get close to her, took off the photo, and put it under the pillow like a baby.

"Ji Ziang, tell me the truth!?"

Ji Ziang held her hand tightly: "Some things are better if you don't know."

"Did we know each other when we were young? Why do I have no memory of you at all? I don't have amnesia at all, but I have no memory of you..."

"Just remember, I won't hurt you. Wife, I hold you in my palm as a treasure."

"Did you write the words in the photo? Did you write them to me?" Wen Xinnuan just wanted to know the answer, "If you really love me, I want you to convince me with good reasons."

"..."

"You can't convince me that your love is fake. I don't believe it."

Ji Ziang coughed repeatedly: "It's not important."

unimportant?

"Believe it or not, love is real."

It seems that Ji Ziang doesn't want to talk about the past and the origin of this photo at all.

Would rather be misunderstood by her than he wants to explain?

Wen Xinnuan looked at him suspiciously. Now she was like a wounded hedgehog, curled up, afraid that once she let go of her defenses, she would be stabbed severely with a knife and hurt sharply.

At this time, the door was knocked.

"Master, the guests are here, do you want to bring them in now?"

Ji Ziang frowned, and whispered, "Let her in."

Wen Xinnuan looked up, Wen Senran followed the servant and walked in...

When she heard that Ji Ziang was looking for her, she was so excited that she immediately dressed up and came in the most beautiful little dress.

When she was brought to Ji's villa, she was very surprised...

Because the two are usually sneaky and never meet in crowded places - of course, what he is afraid of is not the media, but the fear that it will spread to Wen Xinnuan's ears.

When Wen Senran was brought into Ji's house, she thought she could stand up and be the hostess.

The door opened, and seeing Wen Xinnuan's gaze, the smile on Wen Senran's face immediately froze.

Wen Xinnuan is present, which means——

The situation is completely reversed.

"Ji...Master Ji, are you sick?"

Wen Xinnuan found that Wen Senran's dressing style was very similar to her own, and she seemed to have similar styles and colors to this little dress.

Wen Senran's style is not like this at all——

"I was caught for stealing love, and my wife made me kneel down and beat me with dozens of sticks," Ji Ziang said in a relaxed voice, "Bone fracture."

scare?How dare Wen Xinnuan punish Ji Ziang?

Ji Ziang narrowed his eyes: "Honey, how much are you going to punish her with?"

Wen Xinnuan's eyes widened——

What, when did she punish Ji Ziang? He obviously asked for it himself!

But soon she realized that Ji Ziang was deliberately acting "strictly controlled by his wife" in front of outsiders, giving her all his prestige.

Wen Xinnuan opened and closed her mouth twice, not knowing what to say.

Here, Wen Senran's face turned green: "Master Ji, aren't you serious?"

"I seem to be joking?" Ji Ziang's face, which was still pleasant just now, was instantly covered with dark clouds, and his eyes were sharp and bloodthirsty, as if he would suddenly stretch out his magic hand to strangle her to death.

Wen Senran took a step back in fright.

"You dare to hit my woman," Ji Ziang said gloomyly, "Kneel down!"

The maid on the side seemed to have been ordered a long time ago. She had an extra washboard in her hand and threw it coldly in front of Wen Senran.

She didn't dare to say anything, and immediately knelt down on the washboard facing Ji Ziang.