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

She hung the banknotes one by one on the balcony, fearing that they would be blown away by the wind, so she brought some small cups to cushion them.

Su Shijie leaned against the door of the Carving Terrace, seeing that she was also placing the ones, two yuan, five yuan and ten yuan very seriously, he couldn't help but sneered: "Mrs. Su, is it not enough money?"

Chanel ignored him and fiddled with her phone.

It was completely useless due to water ingress, but Chanel was not reconciled, so she found a hair dryer to blow on.

Su Shijie leaned over, put his arms around her waist, and hugged her intimately.

The evening wind blows across the terrace.

The fragrance of roses.

They leaned close to each other, and although they didn't say anything, there was a sense of warmth pervading.

At this time, Aunt Li came over and said respectfully, "Master, Young Mistress's dress is from the Italian brand Princess. It cannot be touched with water, but it can only be dry-cleaned... Now that the dress has been reimbursed, what should I do?"

Su Shijie's body stiffened suddenly, and he slowly let go of the person in his arms, walked to a sofa and sat down.

Chanel turned her head and saw him lighting a cigar, his face was dark and the smoke was lingering.

There was suddenly a terrible gloom in the air.

Aunt Li, who has not received a reply, did not know where she said something wrong: "Master..."

"Throw it away!" Although Su Shijie was very patient, his tone was quite violent.

Aunt Li immediately left in fright.

Chanel silently continued blowing on the phone with the hair dryer, seemingly calm, but actually her heart was full of turmoil!

She stayed in Su's house every day and had no extra income at all, and Su Shijie had already investigated that her family was not rich.

Under such circumstances, how could she have the money to buy such an expensive dress? !

What's more, now that she is fiddling with these worthless banknotes...the contrast is even greater.

As shrewd as Su Shijie, he must have guessed that someone bought this skirt for her.It is impossible for a female friend to be willing to give such an expensive gift, so only a man...

"This skirt is not mine, you can't throw it away." Chanel said after a moment of silence.

Su Shijie glanced at her: "Why?"

"It belonged to my friend. I was playing at her house today and accidentally spilled juice on the clothes, so she borrowed one from me." Chanel made up for it, wondering if it was too late, "I have to return it."

"What friend?" Su Shijie's dark brown eyes were deep in the smoke of the cigar.

"The one you don't know is called Le Lin." Maybe it's because of a guilty conscience...

"I hope it's best like this..." Su Shijie put out the end of his cigar and said slowly, "You've already lied once. I hate liars the most."

Chanel's back stiffened, and she suddenly turned her head to stare at him: "I was afraid that you would think too much! Who knew you would still think too much!"

"Is it."

"Su Shijie, you are very suspicious. I hate the way you are now."

As soon as the word hate was uttered, Su Shijie's face became more condensed.

Chanel came back to her senses, calmed down her emotions, and continued: "What do you think of me? A promiscuous woman? I wonder if I have a man outside all day long? Aren't you very confident in yourself, don't you think Do I love you very much? Is there any man better than you?"

Su Shijie used to be very confident that she liked him, but since her temperament changed, he has become more and more uncertain.

He couldn't see through her thoughts...

Suspicious, it is precisely because he cares too much about her that he feels insecure.