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

"Clean up everything."

"Young Mistress, Master is..." The servant gestured in a direction.

There is a sparkle of sparks on the balcony.

Chanel took a deep breath, what should be faced will always come.

Su Shijie leaned back on the balcony, his right hand was casually wrapped in a white cloth, and a cigar was held in his left hand.

He was facing the room, his face was shrouded in darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

But Chanel had a strong feeling that his eyes had been staring at her fiercely, staring at her.

Chanel pushed open the balcony door and turned on the small light on the balcony.

Su Shijie stood tall, staring at her with a gloomy look in his eyes.

There was a dull and oppressive atmosphere in the air.

After a while, he asked in a low voice, "Where did you go?"

Chanel looked at his expression, guessed his emotions, and pointed to her new hairstyle: "I'm going to do my hair."

He saw it, he saw her hair from the moment she came in!

That's what made him even more angry.

He walked over abruptly, grabbed her hair, she screamed in pain, all the servants in the hall looked over, but only for a second, met Su Shijie's bloodthirsty eyes, and quickly Look away.

Su Shijie grabbed her hair, pulled her to the balcony, and closed the balcony door vigorously.

Chanel felt that her hair was about to be pulled out, and her scalp was painfully pulled, so she kept yelling:

"Let me go, let me go! Su Shijie, what are you doing?"

"I said, everything about you is mine." There was a terrifying possessiveness in his voice, "Without my permission, you have no right to touch a single hair of yours!"

"Su Shijie, you are crazy!"

"Where did you go this afternoon?" he began to question.

This question completely confirmed Chanel's thoughts, he definitely saw the magazine!

"I... went to the hospital."

"Hospital?"

"Well, I want to ask the doctor when is the easiest time to conceive a child, and what to pay attention to if you become pregnant." Chanel said truthfully, she did stop by the hospital after shopping.

"Which hospital?"

"City Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

"with who?"

"I'm alone..." Chanel pretended to be strange, "What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly ask this? Why are you so angry?"

Su Shijie let go of his hand and stared at her hair mockingly: "Why do you mess with your hair?"

Oops, trying to cover it up.

Chanel closed her eyes, took a deep breath, opened them suddenly, stared at him fiercely and said:

"You care too much, you also care about my hair? I also care about going to the hospital, and who I'm with! Do you still want to install a tracking device on me?"

Su Shijie frowned slightly, staring at her with eagle-like eyes.

But Chanel had no fear—

That's right, that's the way it is, you have to keep your usual look and deal with him with your usual attitude and tone.

You can't feel guilty, you can't retreat, and you can't let him see what she is thinking in her heart.

She just pretended that she hadn't entered that store yesterday, and hadn't met that reporter.

If Su Shijie asked about the photo, not only would she not admit it, but she would also laugh at him for being paranoid?

Chanel thought this way, so her confrontational gaze was unusually tough, cold, and confident.

Sure enough, Su Shijie let go of his tightly frowned brows, and asked her, "Did you go to Zhonghuan Road yesterday?"

Chanel pretended to be suddenly enlightened: